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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 03-May-2017 04:03:59
Mood: in love
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       Our lives were pretty much the same after we started the D/s experience. My husband worked at the same career, and I went to my job as before. Except for the fact that I wore a slave ring and public collars. We still attended swingers parties, and socialized with the same group of friends, most of which had no idea of the activities we'd been engaging in. Most weekends at home I was now spending in my slave attire, except when we went out.

       We were having dinner one Saturday night when the doorbell rang. I looked at my husband and he told me to answer it. I was of course hesitant but I did as I was told. I answered the door and a tall black man stood there. He asked for my husband, and I said please come in. It was a little surreal, my nudity and his acting like it was perfectly normal. My husband greeted him and he introduced me to Al. I said nice to meet you sir. My husband told me to bring a bottle of calvados and glasses to the familty room. I found out they were old friends who had met in the BDSM scene. I served the cognac and Al sat me on his lap. His hands roamed all over my body as they engaged in conversation. He finally kissed me passionately and I returned the kiss. Then he said, kneel! I did. I've been asked here tonight to teach you how to suck cock. ( I've been sucking cock since I was 14 I thought, what is this). He told me to slowly remove his clothing, and to fully examing his body as I did. He told me to touch him very lightly with my fingers. He explained that light touch awakens the nerves, and the body responds better and quickly, it becomes more sensitive. I finally hand him down to his boxers, I know my body was highly stimulated feelling him, I assumed his must feel the same. Then I slowly removed his boxers. His cock was semi-erect. Shiny black, with large veins. He instructed me to first hold it in my hand. Feel it's weight, To gently examine it. He instructed me to try and maintain eye contact with him at all times. He told me to then kiss his cock and then examine it fully my with lips and tongue, still lightly. He said to mentally make note of which areas were most sensitive, what touches made him swell. He was fully erect when he finally allowed me to take his cock in my mouth. I was totally involved mentally with what he had said. My only thoughts were of his cock and how it responded to what I did to it. My cunt was dripping.  It was 8" long and 2 1/2" thick. I sucked him slowly and kept working at it until I could swallow it all, it was finally in my throat. I made love to his cock for over an hour before he finally came very hard. He shot cum in my mouth 6 times in a row, spurt after spurt. I swallowed as much as I could and licked the rest up as I gazed in his eyes. I had orgasmed when he came in me! Master and Al then used me for a couple of hours, when he was leaving he told my Master to send him to him tomorrow afternoon and he would continue my training. He kissed me and said, after tomorrow, any man who has the pleasure of being sucked by you little one, will never forget you

To be continued...........

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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 02-May-2017 15:39:26
Mood: in love
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       I was going to say that I've only been a whore a handful of times. But thinking about it this morning, I realized that's not true. I went to the dress shop for years, and each time, I paid with my body. Once I even spent the evening with him when I wanted a really expensive leather boned corset,with a 1/4 cup built in bra. That was the price he put upon it. I fucked and sucked him until he could no longer get it up. I was sold to a bachelor party once, and twice to a man in Vegas. There are 3 other times I can think of when I was sold as well. When I was a single mother, I fucked a guy who owned an adult shop for toys, and I fucked the mechanic who always repaired my car. I was also friends with both of them, I hadn't thought of it as whoring, but in fact it was. So I've had to admit to myself that I've actually been a whore for years.

 

To be continued..........

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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 02-May-2017 13:23:21
Mood: in love
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       While I enjoyed walking around my house in my slave attire, it does have it's drawbacks. I loved the feel of my tail brushing my legs, I imagined that I must look quite erotic from behind. But that first week Two incidents happened that showed me it's drawbacks. The first happened one morning as I was having my morning coffee. There is a large bay window in our kitchen as I walked by it to get another cup a man from the crew that does our lawn was in the backyard trimming bushes. From the big smile on his face there was no doubt he had seen me. OMG, I thought it was bad enough that I was nude except for my heels, but what if he saw my tail? The 2nd problem was when a UPS driver delivered a large package. He demanded I sign for it, So I had to open the door enough to sign for it. He got to see some of my breasts that day.

       Since then my husband has had a video monitor installed so I can see who is there, and talk thru a speaker with them. That same first week, he also gave me two new collars. He told me there were my public collars, ones I could wear in public that the average person wouldn't know what they were. One was a golden circlet that lay around my neck, with an open heart, that had a shackle inside the heart. The other was a braided choker necklace, with a blue rose imprinted stone on it, and a silver caged heart. I still wear them both today. People familiar with the D/s lifestyle recognize them, but no one else would.

To be continued............

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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 01-May-2017 23:09:52
Mood: in love
Music:

         When I got home I put the dresses away. I got into my sub attire, not because he'd told me to, but because it was how I felt. I had dinner on the table when my husband got home. I met him at the door and he kissed me. He made no comment about my attire, I told him dinner was ready and we sat down to eat. After a few minutes he asked me if I went shopping. I told him I got two dresses I was sure he'd like. Did you cum, he asked? Yes Sir I did, I replied. I came 3 times actually, twice very hard. He was that good, he asked? No Sir, not really I said. I was just I was so turned on by the whole experience.  So I described in detail everything that had happened. When I was done, he told me he was not happy that I'd let him cum in me. He told me that from now on I was to go nowhere without a supply of condoms in my purse. That no one was allowed to cum in my ass or pussy without his express premission. He told me it wasn't my fault but his for not being explicit. He said if it happened again, I could expect to be punished severely. Now suck my cock! I dropped to my knees and crawled to him. I took it out and kissed it, the I began making love to it. You enjoyed being a whore, didn't you, he said? Yes Master, I did. Then you'll have no problems if I choose to sell you again? None Master, I said. You know I may choose to sell you to one man or a group of men? Yes Master, I replied. Was the manager pleased with you, he asked? Oh yes Sir, he told me he appreciated my business. I could feel Masters cock swelling. What have you learned slut, he said to me?  I've learned I'm capable of obeying your orders, and when I do it is pleasurable for me. I've learned to accept that pleasure from whatever cock I'm serving. I like being your slut, I liked being your whore, I'm ready to try whatever you wish of me. I've had fantasies of being a whore before, but in my dreams I was always some kind of high class erotic escort. That wasn't the case today, but I still came like a slut from it. I loved the feeling of power it gave me even though he was using my body. I felt power from my sexuality, Sir. You're a very sexy and erotic woman, my slut. You're going to become even more so in time. Thank you Master, I said. A minute later he flooded my mouth with his cum, he came so hard I could not swallow it fast enough. But I used my fingers to get what I had missed and cleaned his cock with my tongue as I gazed into his eyes. Now, he said, show me those dresses!

 

To be continued.........

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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 01-May-2017 17:42:46
Mood: in love
Music:

       When we had returned home after that first night, My husband took me to bed and made love to me. It was absolutely the perfect thing for him to do. He made me feel loved and wanted.  I didn't feel like a cheating wife, but a loved and cherished one.

        Today however, I was to be a whore for the first time. I had done my hair and make up and was wearing a simple T-shirt style dress, no underwear, with 6" heels. I wore some large gold hoop earrings, I felt it gave me a little whorish appearance. I entered the store and the manager smiled when he saw me. He asked me where my husband was, and I told him he's busy today. There was a couple in their mid-20's shopping that day. I browsed for about 15 minutes until I found two dresses I liked. One was something I never would have chosen before today. It was essentially two panels sown together, silver, the panels tied at the waist, and there were slits in both panels front and rear, that ended just below my crotch. The other was conservative by comparison, an extremely low cut maroon cocktail dress that ended about 4" above my knee. It was perfect for wearing nylons. I took them both to the changing room, first I tried on the cocktail dress, and came out and modeled it for him. He said it fit me perfectly, it did in fact. Then I tried on the panel dress, he loved that one. I heard the girl say I wish I could wear something like that. The manager made a remark about it needing some adjustment. He excused himself to the couple and told them it wouldn't take long.

        He took me in to the back room and told me to strip. I did. He examined me with his hands, he was about 45, with a little belly begining. For some reason I was glad he hadn't kissed me. He pulled out his cock and told me to suck it.  I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He was about 6" long and 2" thick when hard. Then he bent me over a table and thrust his cock right into my cunt. I had gotten wet just modeling for him, and knowing he was going to fuck me. I came as he fucked my cunt and I screamed again as he pulled out and then shoved it in my ass. He used me just like the whore I was being for him. I knew the couple in the store could hear me. When he came in my ass, I came again very hard. I was shaking, he wiped his cock on my ass and left me laying there. shaking. I rested a minute and then dressed and returned to the store. The couple was smiling at me, they knew what I'd done. As I left the store with my dresses, he told me to come back soon.

         I was now officially a whore. I had also learned that I really couldn't be one, because I enjoyed it too much.

to be continued.......

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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 01-May-2017 15:15:08
Mood: in love
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     The next day my husband collared me! When he returned from playing golf, he called me into the living room. He ordered me to strip. The moment I heard his tone of voice I became his sub, instead of his wife instantly. I stood before him nude with my hands clasped behind my back and he placed a collar around my neck and locked it. It made me wet to feel the steel against my throat. He placed a ring on the third finger of my right hand. It was silver with a shackle on it. It was my first slave ring. He then bent me over and placed a butt plug in my ass that had a long tail attached to it. I could feel the tail as it brushed my legs. From now on, he said, when you are being my sub this is how you shall be attired when at home. Know that you will serve and give your body to whomever I wish, man or woman. He placed two fingers in my cunt and held me, my cunt was dripping for him. Know that I shall sell you as a whore if it pleases me to do so. Do you accept this, he asked me?   I looked him in the eyes, and said, yes my Master.

     It's hard to explain, but I felt like he owned me, and I felt fully loved for the first time. I accepted my desires, and I knew he accepted me! I spent the day cleaning the house, cooking dinner, and doing the things I normally did, except for my tail brushing my legs, and my cunt being perpetually wet. When he took me to bed that night, he whipped me because it pleased him, he then fucked me and used all my holes. He treated me as the whore I am, and I came over and over for him, begging him to use me. When we lay down to sleep he told me he wanted me to go back to the dress shop tomorrow and get two more dresses. I asked if I should charge them, I knew they were expensive. You won't need to, he said. You'll pay for them with your body. I knew then I was to be whored out for the first time.

to be continued.............

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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 01-May-2017 04:18:33
Mood: in love
Music:

       When we reached the dance floor a slow song started and he took me in his arms. Suddenly I realized I was happy I was dressed like this. I no longer cared because it had put me in his arms, and the minute he pulled me against his body, I knew I wanted him to fuck me. I knew in my heart I wanted this man to take me, and use me. He told me his name was Alan. I nestled my head on his shoulder and pulled his hand between us like my husband had done. I placed his hand on my bare breast beneath my top. He held me tighter, and slid his hand on my back down to my ass. I could feel one of his fingers in the crack of my ass. My cunt was dripping as I turned my head and kissed his neck. He whispered in my ear how much he wanted to fuck me. I reached up and pulled him to my lips and kissed him, I opened my mouth to accept his tongue which I gently sucked. I could feel his hard cock pushing against my stomach. The dance floor was crowded but I hoped my husband could see us. When the dance ended I kissed him again deeply and thanked him. I slowly turned and walked back to my husband.

        When I sat down I took a long sip of my drink. How do you feel my husband asked? Very slutty Sir, I replied. He instructed me to place two fingers in my cunt and finger myself. I dropped my hand to my lap and did as he said as discreetly as I could. He appeared to like you quite a bit he said. Yes Sir, I said, I believe he likes me a lot. He told me to pull my fingers from my cunt and show them. I did and they were coated with my juices, he told me to taste myself and I did. I sucked them clean. You want him to fuck you, don't you, he asked? I hesitated but then I looked him in the eye, and said, yes I'd like him to fuck me Sir. He then ordered me to go back to Alan and to kiss him.  I was to hold his cock in my hand as I kissed him and when the kiss was broken I was to tell him that my husband has ordered me to fuck you, if you want me. I hesitated, but then stood up and walked very slowly across the bar. I could feel men's eyes on me as I did. I walked directly to him and kissed him as instructed, I dropped my hand down and held his cock as he kissed me back. I  felt like such a slut as I knew people were watching us. I kept holding it when he broke the kiss, and then I told him my husband had ordered me to fuck him if he wanted me. He seemed stunned, then he smiled and looked across the bar at my husband, who nodded his head yes to confirm what I had said.  He placed his hand on my ass and kept it there as he guided me out the back door of the bar. I knew the people in the bar who witnessed our exchange must be assuming that I was a whore. I certainly felt like one, but it was making me very hot.

 

        He led me to his van which I saw when we entered conveniently had a bed in it. I immediately stripped off my dress and layed on his bed. Take me I said, however you want, my instructions are to please you any way you desire.  I spread my legs for him as I said it. He stripped his clothes off and I was pleased to see his cock was as nice as I had imagined. Thick, veins distended, standing proud and pointing right at my sopping wet cunt. He lay on me and kissed me as he entered me for the first time and I moaned with pleasure as I took him into me. I was so worked up I came quickly the first time. He had flooded my cunt with his cum. I took him in my mouth afterwards and licked our juices off of him. I was licking his balls when I felt his cock stir again. The second time wasn't quick, I came again as he fucked my pussy, then he turned me over and mounted me from behind, but this time he took my ass. Yes, I moaned, as he entered me, fuck your slut.

        I returned to the bar with him, and he kissed me once more, then I slowly walked across the room and sat beside my husband. I knew my hair was mussed a bit but I didn't care. I turned to face him and I said , I love you. I know now that I'm truly your slut, I'll fuck whoever you want me to, anytime, anywhere. I belong to you Sir, body and soul. I had truly become his very willing slut.

to be continued..........

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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 01-May-2017 00:57:24
Mood: in love
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       The first night I truly felt like his slut he took me to a restaurant that also had a bar and dancing. Earlier that day day he took me to dress and lingerie shop that sold extremely sexy clothes. He picked out 4 outfits and I picked out one. He made me model them for him in the store, fortunately the only other person there was the manager. Even so, I felt embarassed at first being made to model the outfits in front of him. But by the third one I was deliberately walking in front of him as well, asking his opinion. I really couldn't wear underwear with any of these. When I modeled the last and most scandalous of the dresses, my husband stopped me and ripped off the g-string I'd been wearing. It made me very wet to model it for the manager. It was a halter that went around my neck, it barely covered my breasts, both sides of them were exposed. It was backless, and the skirt sat so low on my hips that the crack of my ass top was exposed as well. He told me to wear one of the outfits home and I went and changed into a very tight, some what sheer sheath. I found out later that the manager had asked him if I was available. He had told him not today, but had taken his card. The manager had suggested to my husband that they could work out an arrangement. On the way home my husband told me, from now on, no more underwear when you're out with me, Yes Sir I replied.

 

     That night he made me wear the black halter outfit. I really didn't want to, but I did as I was told. As we ate our dinner he asked me if I found any the men there attractive. when he took me to the dance floor, he asked me who I wanted to fuck? You Master, I said. Who did you like? I like the tall blond standing at the bar, and the short dark guy at the table next to him, I replied. He had a hand on my ass, and his other was between us holding my tit. When the dance finishes, you are to walk very slowly by them on your way to the rest room. When you return you are to walk the same way. If either of them talks to you, you are to engage them in conversation. If they ask you to dance, you are to accept. If they wish to feel you or kiss you, you are not to resist. Yes, Sir I said. The dance ended and my husband walked away. I knew he wanted to make sure they could see my ass as I passed them. I did as he said and the blond complimented on me dress. I thanked him. I felt extremely slutty as I slowly returned from the restroom. I needed to walk slowly anyway or my breasts may have come out of the halter. Sure enough the blond asked me for a dance. I smiled at him and gave him my hand, he led me to the dance floor.

 

To be continued.......

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My journey to becoming a slutwife!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 01-May-2017 00:04:27
Mood: horny
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      I was already sexually experienced and into swinging when I met my husband. that continued after we were married. My real change began when I asked him if we could try a D/s relationship. I'd had fantasies about it for a while. He didn't know at the time but I'd been dreaming of being used a slut, perhaps even being sold as a whore. He started out slowly with me, he began calling me his slut as he fucked me. I found out the dirtier his talk got the wetter I became. I found out I enjoyed being spanked, and even whipped as he began to use me any way he felt at the time. He began making me dress sexier when we went out. Sometimes I was dressed elegantly, but sometimes he had me dress like a whore. He began taking me to clubs dressed like that. I could tell by the way men looked at me they thought I was a whore and could have me if they wished to. I liked the way it made me feel, when I felt slutty my cunt dripped. I was raised conservatively, I knew good girls weren't supposed to feel this way. But the naughtier I looked the more I desired to be fucked.

To be continued.........

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pregnant Angela gets more and more horny as hell

Avatar Username: hans&angela
Date: 30-Apr-2017 15:37:43
Mood: horny
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My wife Angela (33) is Zeven months pregnant now and she is more horny than ever...:)

This means she becomes also more accesible to experiment and try out new ideas that makes her wet...

Now I try to convince her to make some nice nude pictures outside, in the garden...the idea to be viewed by our neighbour makes us hot...we have to choose a good moment to take our hot fotoshoot in our garden ...excitiing....now I have to do some convincing work to do ,,with Angela...she nearly agrees...to be continued..

 

 


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