by Carol Massey
“That’s it. Pushhhhh it in me.” After three strong pushes, all ten inches went in with a slap of Stephen’s balls against her ass. “Oh, oh, it’s too big,” said Diana as her body started to tremble. He kept hitting it faster and faster. “I can’t take it. It’s too big,” she cried. Grant looked down at her.
“You told your husband you were going to act like his slut,” he chided. “Sluts take medium size dicks, small ones, and monsters like his. Sluts take them all. Either be a slut or quit.”
She looked through the camera at Eric and then down at Stephen.
“Can’t you fuck harder? I want you to use me up!”
Stephen shifted gears giving her the fuck of her life. In spite of himself, Eric shot his wad, hitting the computer screen in the process.
“Give it to me. Give it to me,” Diana demanded.
Eric quickly wiped the screen. His wife grabbed Grant’s cock and began sucking profusely. Stephen kept fucking her. Diana relaxed and took his pounding like the slut she desired to be that night. The orgasm of her life was building. Grant fired his flaming hot juice into her mouth. She swallowed it all. Eric rubbed his shrinking penis.
Stephen’s pounding cock got the best of her as her body tensed as he pushed as deep inside her as she could take it and fired his volleys. Diana reached the top of her climax staring into the camera at Eric. He hastily covered himself to conceal his aroused state. Diana turned showing her overflowing pussy to the camera.
“Eric, did I act like her?” He just sat speechless. He was at a loss for words. “I have more instructions for you, but first I must lick them clean.” Both men brought their dicks to her face. She sucked their remaining cum dry alternating back forth between their cocks. “You are so good. I don’t want to stop, but you fucked me raw,” she purred. “I’ve never been fucked that well.” Grant and Stephen climbed out of bed and got dressed to leave.
Diana spread cum that was on her chin onto her lips while looking at Eric. “Sweetheart, I’ll be home in the morning. Tonight, I just want to sleep in this cum soaked bed and savor my slutiness.” She smiled and blew her husband a cum-bubbled kiss before turning off the camera. He just sat there in disbelieve.
Chapter 3
The next day Eric awoke about nine. He showered and waited. Diana finally arrived about 11:00, wearing the clothes she wore last night with dried cum on her chest and face, as well as, some in her hair. She greeted him with a wet cum flavored kiss. The two sat quietly at the table.
Working up his nerve, Eric said, “I’m sorry”.
“You fucked that woman behind my back.”
“I know. I know. I met her at the bar that night. Before I knew it, we were dancing and having sex.”
“It was bad enough that you had sex, but even worse, you never intended to tell me about it,” she said.
“Honey, I have been faithful to you except for this once.”
“I have too, but I didn’t sneak around like you did. I have integrity and keep my word.”
“What can I do?” he muttered softly.
“Did you watch us last night?”
“Yea, I watched.”
“If you want the $75,000 returned mister, I want to hear details, plenty of details.”
Eric spent an hour describing the slutty details of his wife’s adventure.
With tears in her eyes Diana responded, “I had never had sex with anyone except you since we got married. I never even considered it. Monday, I’ll deposit the money in our joint account.”
“Thanks.”
Tears streamed down her face.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
With her voice trembling she blurted, “I love you and want to be married to you, but last night something happened that I can’t put behind me.
“Where is she going with this?” he thought.
“I really liked the way I felt last night and don’t think I’ll ever put it out of my mind. I enjoyed Grant and Stephen immensely. I can’t help it,” she blubbered. “I have never cum so much in my life. This morning, your affair seems secondary to me. They made me feel like nothing but a fuck toy, and I loved it.”
“I have to admit that your online performance did excite me.” He did not want to admit to her that he was burning with passion. “Let’s just take things one day at a time,” he said realizing their marriage had a chance.
Diana and Eric spent the rest of the weekend like every other weekend. They planned to meet at the bank after work on Monday, so she could transfer $75,000 back into their joint account. He arrived at the bank on time, but Diana was not there. Eric wondered if she would show up. After waiting for ten minutes, he gave her a call.
“Yes, I’m running late. There was a late meeting at work. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” When she arrived, Eric was shocked to see what she was wearing. It was a short white dress with a low cut front. Her nipples showed clearly through the fabric. Normally, Diana had worn conservative attire to work at Fannin, Schmidt, and Powell, San Diego’s most prestigious law firm. “Hi honey. Sorry I’m late.” Diana’s dress drew the eyes of others when they entered the bank. She seemed at ease with her new attention, something she was not before. “You deposit the check,” she said handing it to him.
Eric blushed with embarrassment handing the check to the teller, a young man probably in his early twenties who read the deposit slip and then the check. Diana had written on the memo line “Eric’s slut money”. The teller looked up at him and then Diana. She smiled back knowing what he thought she must be. After they finished at the bank, they went back to O’Mallory’s for drinks, the place Eric had picked up Nancy. They sat quietly drinking a couple of beers. Diana broke the silence.
“Your betrayal and my revenge sex have changed me. I love you, but some things must change I want both of us to enroll in the art class this semester. I don’t want you to complain. Doing more things together will help strengthen our marriage.”
“Diana.”
“Don’t interrupt,” she snapped. “For me sex is not an issue. I can have sex whenever I want, just as I did on Friday night. Are you willing to take the class with me and work on our friendship?”
“I’ve done a lot of thinking since Friday night,” he answered. “I want to take the class with you sweetheart.”
After three beers, Eric had to go to the restroom. When he returned Diana was not at her seat. He looked across the bar. She was at a pool with another man. She bent over to take her shot. The bottom of Diana’s ass was exposed. Both men stared at her twat peeking out until she rose back up.
“Hi, I’m John Donner.”
“Eric.”
After the game, Diana invited John to their table. He mentioned he had in town to attend a convention three weeks earlier. His girlfriend was pissed off at him for attending a baseball game without her. “She just didn’t understand I was trying to close a business deal with one of the other guys at the convention that night.” Now, we’ve returned. “This trip we are here to vacation.”
“Oh really,” said Eric.
“Yeah, when I got back to our room upstairs she said that she managed to enjoy the “ball” game herself.”
By now, all three of them were a little drunk. John divulged more than one normally would to new acquaintances. He said that his girlfriend Nancy asked him if he brought her back a souvenir.
“No I forgot,” I said.
My girlfriend replied, “That’s okay I got you one.”
“She then lay on the bed and spread her legs. She had cum oozing out of her pussy onto her thighs.”
Eric choked. After catching his breath, he asked, “Did you say your girlfriend was named Nancy?” Diana could tell by his reaction that John’s girlfriend Nancy was Eric’s fuck slut.
“Let me guess,” added Diana. “Nancy has red hair about my color and is about my size and look.”
“That’s right,” answered John.
“She was in here a couple of Wednesdays ago. I liked her hair and
decided to have my hair colored and styled to look like hers.”
“You do look very similar.”
“Yea, she was hitting on Eric, right sweetheart?”
“I don’t remember.”
“Sure you do. She was the woman you fucked in our bed.”
John looked at Eric angrily. “She brought your cum home to me. I’m going to kick your ass.”
“Hold on. No fighting,” Diana intervened.
“I don’t care. I’m going to whip his ass.”
“There’s not any other solution?” she asked.
“No,” he said sternly.
“Look, I am mad at him, too, but I do love him. “What if you fuck me without a rubber? After we’re finished, we’ll call him up to the room and make him fuck me in your bed.”
“Go on,” said John.
“He’ll have to fuck me getting with your sloppy seconds,” said Diana enticingly. “The two of you must agree not to fight.” Both of them agreed: John for the revenge factor and Eric to save his hide. Diana got up and grabbed his hand. “Let’s get started before one of you changes his mind.”
They went upstairs. Eric sat in the bar wondering what had happened. All he did was get a little pussy on the side for the first time in his life. Now, he had lost $225,000, and his wife wasn’t acting like at all like the woman he married. He took a deep breathe. He would have to take things one day at a time. He felt a gentle touch on his left shoulder. It was Nancy. She bent down and gave him a nice wet kiss.
“Hey lover,” she said enthusiastically.
“Hi.”
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
He told her everything that had transpired since they hooked up.
“Eric, you have to understand times have changed. Now women are free to act like men. If she sees someone she likes, she is just as likely to go for him as men do going after women.”
About that time, Eric’s phone rang. It was Diana.
“I’m in room 312. Are you going to come fuck me?”
“I’ll be right up.”
“Why don’t I go with you? I’ll be the referee to make sure John behaves.”
Diana was lying naked on the bed when they walked in. John was standing at the side of the bed naked.
“What is that bitch doing in here?” screamed Diana in anger.
“I stay in this room,” answered Nancy.
“It is your fault Eric broke his marriage vows.”
“No Diana. He would have fucked someone else eventually. You’re no different than I am or for that matter, John or Eric.”
Stunned by the truth, Diana remained silent.
“How many men did you fuck in your whole life before Friday?”
“Just one,” answered Diana.
“How many men have you had since Friday?”
“Four including Eric,” she snapped.
“Eric says you fucked these three new men at your own initiative, is that true?
“Yes.”
“You seem to enjoy strange cock as much as I do. Just accept it, and give Eric and John what you offered.”
Conceding her rival’s point, Diana looked at Eric and spread her legs wide. A big wad of John’s cum flowed out of her pussy onto her smaller hole. Eric undressed, climbed on the bed, and gave her a deep kiss.
“Are you my wife or a whore Diana Scott?”
“I’m your wife and a whore; I’m a whore wife. You will just have to accept me as I am now. I can’t help it. My body is a fire I don’t want to extinguish.”
“Well, I guess we’ll learn to adjust. I started it by fucking Nancy.”
He led her hand to his cock, and she went to work on it. She licked and sucked mercilessly until he was about to cum. Suddenly she stopped.
“Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” Eric climbed between her legs. John’s cum still oozed from her pussy. Without reservation, Eric buried his dick all the way inside her used pussy. He rammed her as hard as he could. Diana was overcome from the heat of his flame-thrower. Her back rose from the bed as her body convulsed on his first thrust. She loved feeling so nasty Eric’s willingness to take sloppy seconds affirmed his acceptance of her. He had never made her pussy feel as hot as it did now fucking her mercilessly for about five minutes.
“Stop. Get on your back. I want to fuck you.” Diana’s inner slut was becoming the dominant force in her body. From now own, she would be as aggressive sexually as men are. She straddled his tool and started riding fast. “Oh how I love it. I love you. I love cock,” she purred. Eric began thrusting his hips off the bed deep in her.
“You want to be a whore wife, don’t you?”
Diana became so aroused at his question she instantly had a massive climax. “Oh yea, Oh yeah, that’s what I am.” As soon as the climax intensity subsided, she turned around and straddled his cock with her ass facing him. She began to grind. Eric saw John’s cum building on his shaft. Grinding him harder she screamed so loudly other guests heard down the hall. His climax was coming to a head. “I want it damn it. Cum you bastard! Give it to me!” yelled Diana.
Eric thrust his hips up, holding her locked down and firing his many salvos deep into her. Diana screamed louder than she ever had. She jerked her body on his cock squeezing out every drop of cum before collapsing on top of him with her well-used pussy staring him in the face. After a few minutes, they got dressed. John was no longer angry with Eric thanks to Diana. She was still not thrilled to see Nancy but did manage to tell her goodbye when they left.
Chapter 4
The next evening Diana, who had come home wearing a very short clinging black skirt, stockings, five-inch heels, and a sheer low cut white top, told Eric that she was promoted to personal assistant to Wayne Fannin, the senior partner at the law firm.
“I am getting an $8000 a year raise.”
“Congratulations.”
At bedtime, Eric lay in bed wondering how she managed such a promotion and raise. Was it her ability, or was she promoted with the expectation of sexual favors? Before he started drawing conclusions, Diana finished her shower and crawled on top of him soaking wet.
“I couldn’t take the time to dry off. I am so horny.”
“I can tell.”
“Before we start, I need to tell you something. To get my raise, I have to fuck my boss three times per week. He was surprised I would need to get your approval.”
“You know if we agree that you cannot change your mind and back out later. He will get angry and fire you.”
“I can’t help it. The thought of being paid to let a man shoot his cum in me keeps my pussy wet. Don’t get the wrong impression. I belong to you. I love you and only you, but I changed after the revenge sex. Accepting cum for cash thrills me.”
Eric knew he could not turn her down. She wanted it too much. With some reluctance, he agreed. Diana began kissing him enthusiastically and gave him a wild ride. Life continued as it had before Eric had hooked up with Nancy with two exceptions. Diana dressed provocatively enjoying the attention men gave her. The other, their sex life was hotter than it had ever been.
As he promised, Eric went to the art class every Wednesday night. Toward the end of the semester, the class was scheduled to paint a nude female. The professor announced to the class on the scheduled date that his nude model was sick and had to cancel.
“I guess I will just have cancel class tonight.” All the men began vocalizing their disappointment.
“My wife Diana will pose nude.”
“Well, what about it Diana?” asked the professor.
Diana was caught off guard by Eric’s offer. She looked at her husband. “Alright, I’ll do it.” She went to the front of the class. As she stripped, she gave long attentive looks to all the men and then poised herself on an elevated table. Eric was getting hot.
“Diana, raise your leg a little more so we can see more detail of your vagina,” said the professor.
She raised her leg as instructed. Fantasizing about her fucking each of the men, Eric
was turned on knowing that everyone would notice how wet her pussy was. He walked around the room checking out his classmates’ work. He made sure that each of them, both men and women, painted an accurate image of her pussy. His hard cock was very proud too. After class, Eric asked Diana how she liked being a model.
“It was a huge turn on. I have never had that amount of attention focused on me at one time. Just think, twenty people staring at me.”
“It was hot,” agreed Eric.
“Tell me about it. I enjoyed being a sex object for the class. Take me home. I need to be fucked.”
When they got there, Eric gave her such a fucking it brought back memories of the fuck laid on her by Grant and Stephen.
“I have a surprise.”
“What is it?” asked Diana.
“It’s a recording I made of you fucking those two guys in the hotel. Your posing nude reminded me what a slut you can be.”
Diana got aroused herself watching what a slut she had been. After dinner the next evening, Eric told Diana that he placed a sex ad about her on the internet.
“What did it say?”
“Cum soak my hotwife. She wants to party.”
“Any responses?”
“Twenty-three so far. Nine to twelve are serious prospects.”
Diana was so excited. She dropped to her knees and rewarded him with a great blowjob, swallowing every drop of semen.
“I’m your whore. My pussy wants as much cock as it can get.
“That’s good you’re hosting your first gangbang.
“You’ll be proud of how I fuck that much cock.”
“I can’t wait to see you surrounded by all those men wanting to fuck you senseless.”
The next day Eric showed up unannounced at Diana’s place of employment. She was dressed especially slutty.
“Eric, what’s going on? Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Yes love, everything is fine, but I want us to meet with your boss.”
