Slut Wife Story Series Chapters 1 & 2

Chapter 1

I wake up as the sun seeps through the cracks of my windows, and im so thirsty. All I want, no NEED, is water, and my brain is too damn foggy to process any other thought. As I start to roll over to the night stand, I realize my necklace is on, along with all my jewelry actually, but absolutely nothing else. As this registers and I smirk to myself, I turn to see a man in my bed, that I do not know, wearing absolutely nothing, laying bare ass up on top of my comforter…so what am I too foggy to remember right now…ok…think. As i stumble out of my bed to get water, pretty sure I’m still drunk, I trip over my vibrator on the floor and look down to see a spread out pile of hand cuffs, straps, lace and leather, lube, and not one but two pair of men’s jeans…ok…what the hell happened last night!? As I turn back around and see the mans face whose passed out cold in my bed, it all comes flooding back to me like a tidal wave, and I walk out of my bedroom to see into my living room and sure enough, yup, another naked man, passed out on my couch, with handcuffs still dangling from one of his wrists. So damn…it wasn’t a dream, was it?

Chapter 2

It’s 11:45pm, and we’re all at a club down the street. I am already 4 shots of tequila deep talking to my friends about our shitty sex lives, “his dick is small”, “he doesn’t know where my clit actually is and it’s been 5 years worth of time to find it”, “he eats me out like he’s licking an ice cream cone”, the comments are never ending. This guy walks by me and budges my arm, and i turn around to make a comment and notice he’s fucking gorgeous. We make eye contact and say nothing but hold gazes before the music changes songs and we continues to his friends and me to mine. As my friends look over at the guy, my one friend Becky points out that the entire group he just walked up to is oddly attractive…like all 6 of them. That’s not something you ever see anymore. I take another shot, and tell my friends we need to get drunk and dance.

An hour later, we’re out in the sweaty and packed dance floor, and I’m unleashing my alter ego, AKA my stripper/slutty self, and I feel someone rest their hands on my waist from behind to dance. I stiffen a little half expecting some weirdo I’m about to tell off and when I turn around, it’s him, the guy who bumped into me earlier.

Once again, it’s like we just talk with our eyes, don’t say a word, and I start grinding on him as he pulls me up against him. As I arch my back and press my ass into him, I can literally feel him getting hard, which makes me push back even harder, because his hard Dick feels good pressing into my ass, and I can tell it’s big, even with it shoved up inside his tight jeans. He starts guiding my hips, rubbing me on him harder too, and it’s dark and so crowded, next thing i know, his finger is up my dress from behind somehow as it grazes over my pussy lips making me instantly wetter now…oh god…my pussy is throbbing now. All I want is for him to do more. Slide my panties over, touch my clit, plunge inside me, anything you want but just don’t stop. He can sense this and keeps teasing me, sliding his fingers over my clit and lips Overtop my panties as they get soaked through, and his cock is so hard now I can feel the pulse as it throbs against my ass crack. My eyes are closed, forgetting where we are for a second as I reach back wanting to slide my hands down his pants and wrap my hand around his perfect stiff penis, but he stops and grabs my hand, and starts leading me somewhere without a word. He opens the door to the kitchen of the bar, looks around, and sees no one there. He pulls me inside and i pull off his belt, grab his cock, pull it out to put it in my mouth but it’s so big i have to just stare first. I gag on it, when it’s not even halfway down his shaft, and he shutters as I grab his balls. He lifts me up, sets me on the table, and pulls up my dress, tears my panties to the side and pushes me back as he speaks our first words to each other and tells me he wants to taste me. He licks my pussy, making my legs shake and hips writhe, sticking his tongue far up inside my pussy and sucking on my clit until I cum so hard I’m trembling. But now I want that cock in me, so i sit up to pull him to me and he tells me to wait, that he has a better idea, and wants to see me cum again but twice as hard…so I nod because fuck yeah, this sounds amazing, tell me more. So he says he wants to get his friend and both come home with me, and they are going to spend the whole night making me cum again and again until I can’t anymore…i pause, unsure for a second because I’ve never done this and his Cock is huge as is…but all his friends were hot, I think, and then I grab the cooking wine next to me, swig the bottle, and tell him I’ll call the uber…

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