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Click here"Fuck, that was amazing, if you're that good at giving head I can't wait to have sex with you. Wow."
Amy smiled and laughed. "I'm a good girl, who said I was gonna have sex with you."
"I'll do whatever it takes."
Amy went to rinse her mouth out as I made her another drink. She sucked it down quickly. We talked a bit more, but it was now getting late and we said our goodbyes. Keith left. She was a hotwife, sort of, anyway.
"Are you mad baby? Amy asked me.
"No fucking way. That was insanely hot. I can't believe you did it. Are you good?"
"Yes, I can't believe I did it either. I told myself nothing would happen tonight. It's been so long since I've even kissed another man."
She had finished her drink and I made another one which she finished quickly. The 3 drinks Amy had just knocked down in just the last 30 minutes had gotten her pretty drunk now. I was heavily buzzed too.
"I need you to fuck me right now. I am so fucking horny."
"What about your period?"
"It's lightening up. Just put some towels down. You brought my dildo, right?"
"Of course."
I spent the next 30 minutes pounding her pussy with her huge black dildo. This dildo is her most used and her favorite by far. It's an ultra-realistic model that is 9 inches in circumference and a about 12 inches insertable. In the last 10 years this dildo, we are now on the third exact same model, has spent infinitely more time in her pussy than I have. It was a messy affair, and we destroyed a few towels in the process, but Amy came twice. After she was satisfied, we discussed what had happened with Keith.
I got more brazen in the conversation and told her how the thought of her being slutty like that really turned me on and it was out of character.
"How do you know? You weren't with me before we met. Maybe I was a slut." Amy was still very drunk and slurring.
"No, you were not. We've talked about our past relationships and you had a few serious boyfriends before we met. You didn't have time to be a slut."
"A girl has secrets you know. Maybe I wasn't the good girl I acted like."
"Yea right, I know you've only been with about 7-8 guys, you told me."
"No, I never told you, I merely let you believe what you wanted to."
"Well, then how many guys have you fucked?"
"I don't know, I didn't count."
"Come on, you have to at least have an idea."
"Oh fine. Probably about 25. I was pretty naughty at times."
I was floored and turned on. I needed to know. I pressed her until she told me. She was only 19 when we met, and she had been with a serious boyfriend for the last few years. It came out that she had been cheating on her boyfriend of the last 3 years for the prior 18 months or so before they split when she met me, and she had been with about 20 guys in that period of time. He was cheating on her too, so it was a fucked-up relationship.
She then went on to tell me that she had more than one fuckbuddy on the side too. She would find a new guy, have sex with him for a while, and then move on to a new guy. The guys typically overlapped though, and at times she had a few other fuck buddies besides her boyfriend. It also came out that she had fucked multiple guys in the same day on a few occasions, and most weeks she was having sex with more than one guy. I was so turned on. I was a bit disappointed to learn she had never found a guy with a really big cock though. According to her the biggest was only slightly bigger than me. Pretty soon she was completely passed out, but wow just wow, my wife was a slut after all!
- COMMENTS
WOW, first story I have read of yours, will definitely be reading more, and more of this story.
This is one of my favorite stories for several reasons. He was able to transform his wife into the slut he dreamed of who is capable of not only handling the largest cocks but is addicted to receiving them.
I understand that finding the right erotic expression with believable dialogue and plot are the supremely important parts of a story. I understand that it can seem picky to give negative feedback based on spelling or grammar.
But, anything that takes the focus away from convincing the reader that the story is erotic and “true” (in the sense of “plausible”), defeats your purpose. And that includes spelling.
I love the anonymous-07/10/21 “categorized as international” comment. Brilliant! Even better: interplanetary! Hilarious!
I'm intrigued about Keith and his cocks... was it only 2 or were they like a bunch of bananas? 🤣🤣
9 inches around? Nearly 3 inches across? I suppose if she's into fisting...
My big issue is wondering how well their relationship can carry on once she realizes her husband has transformed her physically as well as mentally... good job it's 100% fiction really.