True story of how I went from vanilla to lesbian orgasm [FM] [FF] [F37]

This sub is filled with so many insane and unbelievable stories like, “I f’d my brother on Fifth Avenue during riots while my husband screwed him in the rear as MSNBC cameras broadcast the whole thing…”

People have creative imaginations, I’ll give them that, but if you want to hear a real story, know this, it might be a bit milder than most others, but every word is true:

My husband and I had enjoyed a very vanilla marriage for the first decade or so. We were both raised Mormon and had a conservative approach to sex.

But around year 10 we began watching porn together and as you can imagine, a Mormon mom seeing a hot 20-year-old have her pussy eaten out by someone my age sure got me wet the first time my pure eyes ever saw such a thing.

Also, those freakishly huge foot long cocks that simply don’t exist in the real world but are a dime a dozen in porn really got my mind wandering.

Over the next year, hubby and I would fantasize more and more about me having lesbian fun with close friends, threesomes where my tight little pussy would enjoy two cocks at the same time, and me getting railed by one of those super hot guys with monster dicks. I began masturbating more and more and the thought of actually doing this went from being unthinkable to something I was more like, “I wish I could, but I could never”, to “let’s move slowly!”

Most will laugh when they hear what our first step was! Nothing crazy in the least! Dinner at Hooters in a neighboring town!

Yes, the so called “family restaurant” with gross bar food was our first step in me becoming a slut. Though it may not sound like much to many it was extreme for me as it ran contrary to everything I was brought up to do.

I still remember it like yesterday, the waitress wore a top that mashed her breasts together and created the kind of cleavage that simply does not occur in the wild naturally. She couldn’t have been a day older than 20 and as she would walk away from our table, every curve of her tight young ass hung out and flexed. Just being in a place like this filled me with a nervous excitement and when she handed us our bill she winked at me with a sexy slutty smile. It was all an act in hopes of getting a bigger tip, and I knew this, but having another woman flirt with me was the most incredible feeling ever.

That night we came back home and instead of having sex, we fucked! Hubby carried me all through the house and pounded my pussy on every piece of furniture we had. After we got done, he snapped a few images of my breasts and pussy and put them on Reddit for a host of horny men to see. Our inbox filled up with sexy couples and thirsty men all lusting after my body.

I had long been a voyeur but this night was my first time being an exhibitionist and I loved the attention of so many men seeing my sloppy wet pussy, commenting on my beefy outie lips and tight breasts with enlarged and hardened nipples.

A few weeks later, we took our slut game to the next baby step and attended a burlesque show. Not a single tit was shown, as the women all wore pasties, but the sight of fit women with their breasts out on display really got both of us crazy horny again! On the ride home that night he fingered my pussy as I spread my legs wide for him to enjoy better access. Every so often, I would squeeze his hard cock, and give it a small suck as we returned home. Again, that night, we fucked all through the house.

The final act of my slut journey was this past week when he and I were on vacation in a distant town: We stopped at a strip club that is one of a kind; an upscale and high class steak house that is revered throughout the country.

When we walked in, it was initially like every other upscale steak house, but as we got seated, there she was, a brunette dancing naked just yards away to my right. Her skin was darkened to that perfect shade of sexy bronze and her tits were what hubby called “torpedo tits”, they sat lower on her chest and funneled into a “ large tit cone”. I had never seen anything like this, but I was enthralled.

She caught me looking at her, as did hubby, and that’s when he gave me cash and said to go over and give her a tip. I was so embarrassed getting up in front of the whole restaurant, but I didn’t care! I was taken by her charm! I placed a $5 bill into the string of her bottom and caught a good look at her crotch in doing so. Ever outline of her contour was seen through those tight panties.

To make a long story short, by the end of that night, I was upstairs in a private room with this dark haired vixen. She was on my lap, legs straddling me, dancing sensually to music as I watched.

I had never been to such a place before and a couple times my hands drifted up her body from her perfect waist to where her breasts were. The first time, she pulled them back down and whispered “I wish you could, but you can’t.”

She continued grinding herself against me and almost instinctively, I lowered my body and repositioned myself so that her crotch and leg were now rubbing hard against my clit. My little thong was soaking and I feared she could feel my wetness or that my dress was wet. Knowing what I was doing, she looked me in the eyes and began rubbing herself against my pussy with every fiber of her energy in concert with the music.

My hands began to creep up her body once more and this time she did not resist. A second later, my hands were touching and playing with her cone shaped torpedo tits.

Pulling herself against my own chest I could feel her tits rubbing my breasts through my thin dress.

The music had ended, but she kept dancing, intent on bringing me to orgasm and three seconds later she accomplished her mission!

A surge of ecstasy raced through my body as I had just been brought to orgasm by another female for the first time in my life. My toes curled as I whimpered out a sexy moan of pleasure for many to hear. Her oversized unusual shaped tits still flopping all around.

“Thank you,” I whispered, almost embarrassed by the moaning I had just made.

“Girl, this was the best part of my night!”

This is the first person account of how I went from vanilla wife of ten years to a slut getting an orgasm from a stranger she just met five minutes earlier.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vxkr0e/true_story_of_how_i_went_from_vanilla_to_lesbian

4 comments

  1. You always remember your first. Sounds like this was a true awakening for you. Congratulations!

  2. I want to know more. Did you had any hands on experience with another or the same girl later and experienced it to the fullest??

  3. Your story hasn’t gotten the love on here it deserves. So many people come on here and write these stories that may or may not be true, but even if true, are so far from the majority of vanilla lives that people like me live that they don’t jive with my experience of reality.

    This, on the other hand, flows naturally. There is a progression that is both thrilling and sensual. Hearing the thought process as you take one step, then the next makes us feel like we are on the journey with you.

    I wish absolutely the best for you on your journey! Since I’m still stuck in the vanilla (still a great flavor mind you), I’ll live vicariously through your story and cheer you on from the remote corners of the interwebs. Cheers!

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