My Husband Turned Me Into a Slut to Impress His New Buddies — Part Five
I’d never eaten a woman before and again I wondered if I should say no, but my pussy was so hot from being made to be so slutty, I didn’t want to say no. I lowered my lips to her pussy and started lapping.
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We got up early the next morning to head back home. Just as I was about to hop in my husband’s car, Bastian honked and motioned me to come with him. I looked at my husband, shrugged, and went to Bastian.
We drove off and at the first redlight, Bastian leaned over my side, opened the glovebox, and pulled out a shiny, metallic buttplug.
“Here, put this in,” he said and threw it in my lap.
“Excuse me? Where did you get this from?” I asked with a surprised look on my face.
“It’s my wife’s. Go on, be an obedient slut, and put that in your ass for me.”
I looked at the shiny plug and saw my reflection in its curvature. Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth and put it in, sliding my tongue all over it, making it as wet as possible. Pulling it out, I lifted my skirt, pulled my thong aside, and slowly pushed it into my puckered hole.
“Now what?” I asked once I felt the plug went past my sphincter and my ass got used to it.
“Now what?” he repeated as if he didn’t understand my question.
“Yes, now what?” I asked again. “You’ve fucked me, your friends fucked me. I’ve been slutty and you’ve made my husband a cuck. Bastian, are we done now?”
“You tell me, Tina. Have we reached your limit?” he responded. “I told you, my fantasy is to see how women will go.”
“My limit? How would I even know… I’ve never done anything like this before. I’m not even sure what my fantasy is…”
“That’s easy. Your fantasy is being used and exposed as a slut.”
I wanted to protest, but he was right. Just hearing him say those words made my stomach flutter and my ass clenched around the metallic intruder.
“How will I know when I’ve reached my limit?” I asked.
“Easy,” he replied. “You’ll say no.”
“How do you know? How will I know when to say no?” I asked quietly.
“You just will,” he said.
“Are there other women you play with?” I asked but not really wanted to know the answer.
“Not really,” he said.
“Not really?” I repeated. “What does that mean?”
“I can’t satisfy you, my wife, and another woman. For now, you are my slut. I am pushing your limits until you say stop,” he explained.
“How many have there been before me?” I asked.
“You’ve met many of them around the house. Larissa, the one that undressed you back at the hotel was once my slut. And there were many others… Enough so that my wife knew about this before we even got married.”
“Why does your wife let you do this?” I kept pressing him.
“She thinks it’s hot. She also wants to see how naughty my sluts can be and sometimes she hits it off with one.”
“Will my marriage collapse? I still worry Jake’ll leave me.”
“Your husband won’t leave you,” he said. “You and Jake will redefine your marriage. You truly love each other and now you know more about each other than you did a week ago.”
He was right. In some ways, Jake and I were closer than we had been a week before. We’d been more physical with each other, and more honest about what we wanted or felt. It didn’t make any sense but, Bastian was right. It had been a great weekend for both of us and neither Jake nor I wanted to leave.
I was silent most of the drive back home, enjoying the music and the plug in my ass. Bastian teased me, running his hand up my thigh and brushing his fingers over my crotch but my head was somewhere else. I kept thinking about my limits and the most haunting thought was “What will it take to make me say no?”
During breaks on the way, Bastian wasn’t as possessive as before and even stopped calling me a slut. It was like he was letting Jake and I re-establish balance in our relationship.
When we arrived, we stopped at our house first and I noticed that our two daughters were home. They came out to greet us when they heard the cars in the driveway. Ashley and Selene were excited to see Bastian and he made small talk and made them laugh. I was a little annoyed. I did not realize at that point but I was a bit jealous of him paying attention to them.
The girls were curious about the event and asked for pictures. I wanted to go through them first but Bastian sat on the couch, pulled out his phone, and started showing the pics. He patted the couch and made me sit next to him and rested his hand on my thigh. The girls were on the other side of Bastian while Jake sat in a chair on the other side of the room.
In the first pictures, I was dressed in my jeans, boots, and tank top that I’d worn before changing into the slutty outfit so I didn’t have anything to worry about. The girls didn’t even notice that Bastian had his arm around me in most of the pictures.
The next set was after we bought the slutty pants and halter top.
“Sure showing a lot of skin there, Mom,” Ashley commented and everyone laughed.
“Well, your mom was one of the hottest women there,” Bastian said, patting my thigh.
Whenever Bastian and I were in a picture, he had his arm around me. There were even a few his friends had taken from behind where he had his hand in the waistband of my pants.
To my luck, we didn’t get to the pictures where my tits were showing because Bastian’s wife called and invited us for dinner. I declined at first but Jake insisted we go. I told the guys I was going to clean up, then we could go over.
I quickly went to the bedroom, removed the plug from my ass, and put it in the nightstand drawer. I quickly showered and pulled on a short denim skirt I had. I added a denim bustier top that snapped down the front. Of course, no bra, but I did put on a light blue thong. When I was ready I stepped back into the living room.
“You look awesome Mom,” said Selene.
Bastian walked up to me and unsnapped the top two buttons of my bustier and I just let him. Not even a word of protest.
“There, Tina. Much better,” he said.
“Totally,” Ashley said and both girls laughed.
“Girls, why don’t you and your mother come and hang out at the pool sometime next week?” Bastian asked my daughters and I was uncomfortable with the thought of them in bikinis, in front of him. In fact, I was a little jealous.
“Oh thank you,” said Selene. “That sounds great.”
“We’ll see,” I said as we walked out the door.
We all left for Bastian’s house and when we got there, Bastian’s wife, Mia, greeted us at the door and gave her husband a huge kiss.
“Mmmm. Well, there’s the little slut that kept my husband happy while he was gone,” she said and played with the snaps of my top and undid one more.
The sides of my breasts were completely exposed.
“Don’t you look hot?” she said and put her arms around my neck and kissed me on the lips.
Her tongue explored my lips and I parted my mouth to kiss her back.
Next, she greeted Jake. She took his arm and pulled him very close beside her.
“Looks like you had fun watching my husband fuck your wife,” Mia said in a very soft voice, practically breathing in his ear.
Jake nodded and Mia kissed him on the cheek.
“Good boy,” she said.
Mia was wearing a very small pair of white shorts and a small red tank top that barely covered her breasts. She took Bastian and me by the hand and led us inside. Once we got into the living room, she pushed her shorts and panties to the ground. Then she leaned over the back of the couch. I just stood there, shocked at the sight of her nakedness, and had no idea what to do.
“It’s been too long, honey. I need that big cock of yours,” she said to Bastian.
As Bastian unzipped his pants, Mia took my hand and pulled me next to her. I watched as he ran his fingers up and down her pussy. She moaned and he slid two fingers into her wet hole. She pushed back and ground her ass into him. When he pulled his fingers out of her pussy, his fingers were glistening with her juices. He held his fingers up to my mouth and I knew what he wanted me to do.
I had never tasted another woman’s pussy before. I had masturbated and then licked my fingers, but never someone else’s. I wondered if this should be my limit but I also knew I wanted to taste those fingers so I took them in my mouth and sucked them clean.
Mia moaned as I did. Bastian’s cock was now out and hard as a rock. I had the urge to get on my knees and suck it but his wife had other ideas.
“Grab his cock and help him put it in me,” she said.
It was not a request. She was telling me what to do. I could have said no but I didn’t want to. I took his cock and lined it up with her pussy, rubbing the tip over her slit to get it wet. Then she pushed back and I watched the whole thing disappear into her. I was jealous, fascinated, and turned on all at the same time.
“Tell me everything, Tina,” Mia said, still holding my hand tight.
I started with the scene in the bedroom.
“No,” she said. “Start with the beginning. I want to know everything.”
I did, I started with the drive to the rally, the conversations I could remember, and Bastian’s arm around me. As I retold the story and watched Bastian fuck her, I was getting horny.
Up until now, Jake had been standing by the door. He’d been there a while, not sure what to do. Mia, between getting fucked and moaning, told him to come over to us.
“Take off your wife’s skirt and panties,” she told him.
He unzipped my skirt and pushed it and my panties to the floor.
“Make yourself cum for me,” Mia said looking at me.
I didn’t have to be told twice. My pussy was dripping and I was horny as hell from watching Bastian fuck her. The way she just bent over the back of the couch, her ass in the air, was incredible and I wanted to be in her place so I just started playing with myself while Mia made me go on with the story.
At some point, she looked at my husband and so did I. His cock was hard and he was rubbing it through his pants.
“I’m sorry Jake,” she said. “I forgot all about you. Feel free to jack off and cum on your wife’s legs.”
He wasted no time in pulling his cock out and jacking off. As I stood there watching my husband, Mia reminded me to go on with my story. We were now at the first night in Bastian’s room. All through this, Mia was moaning and encouraging Bastian to fuck her harder. She was telling me how hot the story was and calling me her husband’s slut.
As I recounted being fucked by the two guys, I came on my fingers. As I came, I had to reach out a hand and steadied myself on the couch. Mia also let out a loud moan and her body shuddered as her orgasm hit her too.
I went on with my story about Bastian cumming in me, swallowing my first load of cum, the other guys cumming in me, and how messy and slutty I felt. Mia came again and as she did, I felt Jake’s hot cum hit my thighs. I had even forgotten he was there and feeling his warm cum on my skin made me cum again.
I continued my story and Mia started begging Bastian for his cum.
“Baby, cum in me. Fill me up like you did your little slut. Give it to me!”
I watched Bastian stiffen up. I could tell he was cumming in her pussy and that set me off. Wishing it was me he was cumming in and remembering how incredible his cum felt when he did, I pressed my fingers against my clit and came hard.
As I closed my eyes and enjoyed my orgasm, I was surprised when another load of cum hit my legs. Opening my eyes, I saw my husband cumming again. I asked Mia where I could wash up but she told me a cumslut like me should get used to wearing cum on her body. I could feel it drying on my skin but she took my hand and sat on the couch, with her legs spread.
“On your knees,” she said.
I got on my knees, between her legs, and watched her glistening slit oozing Bastian’s cum.
“Why don’t you clean my husband’s cum out of my cunt?”
It really wasn’t an offer, it was an order. I’d never eaten a woman before and again I wondered if I should say no, but my pussy was so hot from being made to be so slutty, I didn’t want to say no. I lowered my lips to her pussy and started lapping.
“Don’t be so tense. Enjoy it.”
I relaxed and started licking her clit. This time she moaned and the encouragement made me feel more at ease. I started to like it and I could tasteBastian’s cum mixed with her pussy juice. I loved the taste and I got it smeared on my lips and face.
“Jake, finger your wife’s pussy. Make her cum,” Mia said as I continued to push my tongue deep into her used hole.
My husband knelt beside me and started fingering my pussy. The feeling was intense. With Mia moaning in front of me, my mouth full of pussy and cum, and Jake’s fingers in my cunt, I came. As I did I just sucked on Mia’s clit a bit harder.
“Oh my fucking God,” she screamed as she came.
I just sat there on my knees, half-naked, my juices dripping down my leg, cum drying on my legs, and my face a mess. I was breathing heavily and my senses were reeling. Mia pulled my face to hers and started kissing me. I kissed her back and as she kissed me, she licked my face clean. I could taste it all again on her tongue.
When she was done, she stood and looked at me.
“Dinners ready,” she said seriously like nothing had happened.
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