Pimped Out by my Boss

I returned to the apt. after having a few drinks. I got out of my cloths and took a hot bath. As I was getting out of the tub, the owner came in with three men he said were friends and good customers. He told me not to bother getting dress and to make sure they had a good time. The men undressed and joined me in the bed room. They fucked my ass, mouth, and pussy during the next two hours. Before they were dressed and gone five black men came into the room and waited for their turn with me.

The black men told me thay liked fucking southern white girls. They said they only regretted that my daddy was there to watch his little girl taking big black cocks. Then they saw my wedding rings and started talking about how stretched out of shape my cunt was going to be when I got back to my redneck husband. The black guys used me until just before 2 AM. As they were going back to the bar two white guys came in for their turn. I expected these two guy to be the last men I would service for the night; however when they left the owner came in to check on me. It was just after 3 AM, so I knew the bar had given last call and locked the doors. I expected to be able to call it a night and get some sleep. The owner then told me that even after the bar closed I would still be seeing men. He explained about the direct door from the parking lot to the apt. and how it would allow men to come to me anytime. He said most of his business was from the auto plant down the street. He explained that it was open 24/7, so his friends and customers would be getting off from work or coming by on their lunch break all times of the day and night. He explained to me that I would be fucking, sucking or what ever they wanted to do around the clock until he put me back on the plan home. This was not what I expected when I accepted the $3000. It appeared that I was going to earn ever dollar I was paid.

I did manage to get a little nap in before the men working the 3rd shift stopped in to fuck me on their way home. I lost track of how many men I had sex with over the next few days. I got to know some of the men that stopped in each day for a fuck or blow job. I also lost track of the time and what day it was. The apt. had no windows in it, and I my clothing and belonging were locked up in the office safe. I did not have a watch and there were no clocks in the apt. The owner had a waitress bring my food to me from the bar. I would eat my meal between men. After what I think was the 2nd day, my pussy and ass was constantly dripping cum and was starting to get raw from all the fucking. I started to get real good at giving blowjobs. I learned that if I could make a guy cum in my mouth, he was just as happy and it gave my well used ass and pussy a break. There were a few times I feel asleep or passed out while given a blowjob, only to come to with another man fucking my pussy or ass.

Out of Town Assignment

My new job was going grate. During the first three months I made about three times the money I would have at the old job. Working in the strip club and the pick-up bar was not that much different. I got felt up about the same in both bars. I had not been asked to date any of the customers, and had only fucked my boss one time, and gave him and buddy blowjobs after one night. My husband and I had more time to spend together and the time was much more fun since we did not have to worry about money. Jim came to our house about once a week for a threesome with my husband and I. We never talked about me being used as a sex slave by Jim or the “rape”, but the sexual tension was always very high when we were in bed together.

My boss came to me about this time with an offer to make an additional $3000 in one week. He said a fellow bar own in Lansing, MI needed a fresh face at his club. He said they would pay my expenses and pay me $3000 for the week. This sounded real good to me. My husband was going to study for finials during the next week and Jim was going to be busy with some family events, so I was for the most part on my own. I accepted the offer. Jim came by my apt. to give me a ride to the airport. We spent about an hour fucking and I got on the plan with my pussy dripping from his cum and my own juices. I was looking forward to being out of town paying a slut girl role.

The bar owner picked me up at the airport. He said I would not be expected to dance or wait tables during my stay with him. His bar was a neighborhood bar in a working class area. He said I was going to be spending time taking care of his male customers. He has a private area in the back of his bar that had been used as a manager’s apt. in the past. The area has a door that you could enter from within the office and a private down from the parking lot. There was no way for someone to accidentally walk into the apt. looking for the restroom. The owner said he would be allowing his regular customers to come back and spend time with me. He did not charge the men for this. It was how he competed for business with the other bars. He also said he liked to stay on the good side of the law, so some of the men I would be tacking care of were police officers.

We arrived at the bar and the owner helped me get settled into the apt. He allowed me to go into the bar and eat and drink on the house before starting to work. I looked around the bar not knowing which of these men would be using my mouth, ass, and pussy over the next few days. Most of the men were auto workers from the plan down the street. They were about 50-50 black and white. I was the only woman in the bar except for the waitresses. I started getting hot between my legs thinking about my next few days in Lansing.

Starting a New Job

I took a bath, got dress and went down town with Jim for my interview. When Jim and I arrived at the bar the owner greeted us. He did not seem to be in a rush to interview me. He, Jim, and I sat and drank until about 2 AM. The dancer were real nice to Jim, and the drinks were on the house.
Just before 2AM the own said we needed to get down to business. He asked me to go back to the office with him so that he could interview me and tell me about the job. Jim remained in the bar drinking with two of the dancers that were ending their shifts.
When we got back to the office, the owner told me that he paid $500 a week base, and we split any addition money I made on lap dances, or working private parties. The $500 a week more than coved the money I had been making at my old job, so any more than that was additional income for me and my husband. The own told me that I would be working as a dancer, waitress, and what ever else he needed me to do. He also told me that a group of club owners around the county swapped girls from time to time so their customers would see new faces and new asses at their clubs. He said I may be asked to go out of town to work at other clubs, or to entertain in other ways. He ask if that would be a problem for me. I told him “no”, thinking about the additional money my husband and I would be able to use. The owner had me undress so he could look at my body. He asked me to show him how I would give a customer a blowjob if asked to do so. I started giving him a blowjob. He like my style and said that was fine. He rubbed my pussy and said it looked ok to him. He had me lay on the floor and spread my ass for him. He slid his big dick into my ass and fucked me until he shot a hot load of cum up my ass. He pulled out and told me I got the job, and could start to work the next night. Jim had not told me that his friend was a very large black man. If I had know, I am not sure if I would have came for the interview, but I am glad I did. As for my husband, I was not going to lie to him, but so long as he did not ask if my boss was black or white, I was not planning on bringing it up. My husband did not visit my place of employment at my last job, so I did not expect to see him at this club. After the owner fucked my ass, we went back to the bar to spend the rest of the night with Jim and the dancers he was drinking with. The owner told him that he did good by bringing me to work for him. He told him that he owed him one. He also told Jim if he needed me any night I was to work at the club, just to let him know and I was his for the night. I was looking forward to my new career, and to keeping Jim and the boss happy.

Party at the Lake

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The end to a wild weekend

The next day started much the same, I woke up late, had something to eat, having a few beers with my food. The owners had some beer with me and we smoked a joint before the three of us going back to bed. They took turns fucking me before going back to the bar. I fell asleep after they were done, only to be awaken by a stranger sliding his cock into my pussy. After the stranger was done fucking me, he retuned to the bar. One of the owner came into the room and gave me my clothing. He told me to put it on, we were going to a party. I did as I was told. The party was across town in a private house. The party was well underway when we arrived. It tuned out to be a bachelor party for a young black man. I was the only woman and the only white person at the party when I arrived. There were about 25 young black men drinking, smoking, and playing cards. I was taken into one of the bedrooms and told to undress. After I did so I was pushed to the floor. My legs were locked into a spreader pole and then my hands were locked to the middle of the pole. My ass and pussy was exposed ready for use. The guest of honor was brought into the room and the other men watch him fuck my ass then my pussy. After he left the room, I remained in place while a line of men used me. The party continued for the next five hours, with new men coming in to use me all night long. After about four hours Jim arrived at the party. He stood and watched as a large black man stretched by pussy with his oversized dick. When I looked up and saw Jim for the first time in over two day, I felt relief. Jim step up and gave me a kiss, before sticking his cock into my mouth for me to suck. I was glad to be able to give him a blowjob, and gladly accept his load of cum into my mouth.
After Jim came into my mouth, two more young black men waited to take his place. After they were done Jim unlocked my hand and legs from the bar. I was able to give him a hug and another kiss. He asked if I has gotten enough attention. I told him it had been one big party, but I missing spending the weekend with him like I expected. Jim told me that we would be able to spend some time together the next day. I had expected to go home that night, but Jim said he ran into some business men that wanted me to work a party they were having at the lake the next day. I told Jim my husband would be expecting me home tonight, and I was expected at work the next day. I had only called in for three day. Jim said I could call and let my husband know that I was staying over and he could call work for me the next day. I explained to Jim that I was really pushing the limits by missing another day of work. He said, not to worry the business men had given him $500 for me working the party. He said he used $200 to pay for his hotel expense but the remaining $300 was mine. He said that would more than cover what I would have made at work in one night.

I still was not sure, but Jim pulled out the photos that he took and the ones that the other girl took of me being fucked by the black guys. Jim said he thought that my husband may enjoy them, and if we went home tonight he had an additional set made for him. To this point in time I had been playing as if Jim was blackmailing me, but now my mind started racing. My husband was born and lived all of his life in the south. I knew he did not care much for blacks. When we were into swinging he let me know that he did not want to go to any clubs that had blacks as members. He did not want to swing with any black couples. If he saw the photos of me fucking and sucking these black guys (and enjoying it), he would be very pissed off. I don’t know if he would leave me or not, but my games with Jim would come to an end. I called my husband and told him something has came up and I would not be home as expect. Jim was in the room, so I still acted if I was with my family. I asked my husband to call in sick for me the next day. He agreed to do that but was a little concerned with the change in plans. Jim was please that he still had full control over me. He had me get on my knees and give him another blowjob. I invited him to fuck my pussy, but he declined, saying that he would fuck it after it came back into shape. He said now it was still stretched and leaking cum from the big black clocks that had fucked it. I gave Jim the blowjob, but I was a little hurt that he did not want to fuck me. I had expected to be fucked all weekend by him, not used by a group of black men I did not know. Jim shot his load into my mouth, and told me that I needed to take a bath before coming to bed. I did as I was told. Jim held me in his arms as I went to sleep, thinking about how much I missed my husband holding me.

Used at the bar

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Road Trip With Jim

The next day Jim came to pick me up while my husband was at school. We drove to Atlanta for the training, getting in town the night before the conference was to take place. After we checked into hotel room Jim and I went out to dinner. Later we went to a strip club in a black part of town. Jim and I sat at the bar drinking and talking with the locals. Some of the dancers got Jim's attention while two black guys starting hitting and feeling on me. They noted that Jim was paying attention to the other girls and not me. I explained that he was free to do that if he wished to. They asked if I was free to spend time with other men. I explained that I would do whatever Jim wanted me to do. They said they understood. It seemed the men were owner or managers of the club. They went over to where Jim and the dancers were at and talked for a while. They came back later and told me Jim had given me to them for the night. He would be spending the night with the two dancers. I got a little worried and looked a Jim to see him giving me an OK sign. The club was near a motel where the owner had rooms for the girls to use with their customers. They said Jim would be in one of their rooms. The men escorted me to a back office that had an adjoining manager’s apartment. They had been buying me and Jim drinks since we arrived, so I was feeling a little drunk. When we got in the back they pulled out some pot and we smoked it. They had been feeling me up all night long, and now they were undressing me. We made our way to the bed. They used me for the next few hours. We continued to smoke and drink all night long. Some of the dancers came back and joined us during break time. One of the girls that Jim left with came in. Jim had asked her to make some photos of me getting fucked by her bosses. She got shots of me sucking, fucking and taking it up the ass. After about two hours the owners were for more part a fucked out. I was drunk and wasted on the pot. I was just glad I did not have to worry about driving in a strange city in that condition.

I laid back and relaxed, wondering what Jim was doing. The owners had gone back into the club, but later returned with four other black men. They told them I was the white whore they were taking about. The men seemed pleased and excited. They started taking off their clothing. I asked one of the owners what was going on. He said my pimp had trade me for the night with the two dancers. The owner assured me that Jim had gotten a good deal. He said Jim had got the two dancers for the night, a bag of pot, and $400 for me. I agreed that that did sound like a very good deal for one night with me. He said I must have misunderstood what the deal was. Jim had agreed to leave me with them for three nights. He asked them to tell me that he would be back for me after his conference was over. I was very drunk and high at this point, so it still did not hit me that I was left to be a whore for these black pimps for three days. I have left all of my ID, money, etc. in Jim’s car. All my clothing was back at the hotel. I was drunks, high, in a strange city, with no money or ID. I had come to the club dressed like a slut. At this point in time I was not even sure where my slut clothing was at. When the men undressed me they locked my clothing in the office file cabinet “for safe keeping”.

The four men undressed and took turns using me for the next few hours. I passed out after they were done with, only to awaken to another man fucking me. My ass and pussy was sore the next morning. I woke up in the bed with one of the managers. He said his name was Tony, and I was the hit of the party last night. He gave me something for my hangover and told me to clean up and rest. He said I would be busy for the next two days.

My husband and I keep with our plan to keep his knowledge of the affair between us. This worked our good for us. I got the additional excitement of playing a whoring cheating wife, it was something just between my husband and my self, which brought us closer to each other. After that time, we had never came across the word "cuckold". We knew that we enjoyed play these roles. It was also much safer for us personally and professionally. Jim felt safe in "blackmailing" me into doing things for him. When we were in our master/slave role, it felt very real to me. Since I told my husband what had taken place Jim did not have anything to blackmail me with. He did not know our family. They all lived in another town. The bar I worked in as a waitress was a well known "pick-up" bar. The outfit that I was required to dress in for work was very sexy and reviewed my ass and tits. Most of the men that came into the bar felt that the waitresses were fair games to hit on or to cop a feel with. Jim had the photos of me fucking other men that he thought gave him power over me. If those photos had been passed around at my work site, I would have mostly made a lot bigger tips. I am not sure Jim ever knew that I submitted to being his whore and slave, not out of fear, but because I wanted to be his slave (after telling my husband the truth). On the other hand, we did not want to doing anything that would ruin my husband's standing in the community. He needed to be able to have a good reputation after college to get a job in his area of study.

My husband and I still got together with Jim and Barber; however it went for ever other weekend to ever other month. During our time together my husband and I never talked with Barber about the time her husband and I spent together. Jim continued to use me as his slave and whore for his buddies for about three years. After we moved out of town for my husband employment, our routine contacts came to an end. I still met him about once a year for a wild weekend with my husband knowledge.

After the night of being the party girl for the collage party, Jim did not call me for two weeks. He called and asked about my plans for later that week. I told him that my husband was studying for test for the next few days and I was just working. Jim said his company was sending him out of town for training and he would like me to go with him. I thanked him for thinking of me, but told him I could not give off from work. He said I should call in sick and tell my husband that I was going to visit my family while he studied. I told him that I was not sure if I could get away with it. He said he was sure I would do what I needed to do to keep my husband happy. Jim said, it would be hard for him to study with the images of me fucking and sucking his coworkers popping into his head. Not wanting our little game to end, I went along with his request. After I got off the phone, I told my husband what had taken place. We ended up fucking all night, both of us thinking about what Jim was going to do with me during the next few days.

Pimped Out by another man, bringing husband & wife closer

About two weeks went by before Jim contacted me again. He left a message on my answer service telling me he expected me to be at the warehouse where I had been gang raped two weeks before. He told me that he wanted me there Friday at 9PM. I called him back and told him that I had to work on Friday and since my husband was not working we needed the money. I explained to him that I made about $200.00 in tips each Friday and my hubby would want to know where the money went if I came home without it. Jim told me that not to worry about my tips, but I must be at the warehouse or my husband would get copies of the gangbang photos the next day.
I went to the warehouse not knowing what to expect. I dressed in my little bar maids uniform like I was going to work. When I got to the warehouse I was met in the parking lot by Jim. He took me to a small shack at the back of the property. The building was used for storage and only had one small light in it. Jim took me inside and told me to undress. I did so. He told me that I was going to be used by his friends, coworkers, and maybe a few strangers that he would bring back from the bar tonight. I explained to Jim that this was my time of the month and had a heavy flow going so I did not think his friends would want to fuck me for the next day or so. I thanked him gave him a kiss and started to get dressed. He grabbed my clothing and told me to put my hands above my head. I did as I was told. He put handcuffs on one hand and pushed me against a poll. The he cuffed the other hand behind the poll. He pushed me down to the floor. My hands were cuffed behind the poll, and I setting on the dirty wood floor. The poll was large enough that I hand no use of my hands and could not stand up. He told me that I was correct in thinking no one would want to fuck my bloody pussy, but my mouth was still good to use. He put a coffee can beside the door and told me that if I wanted tips to take home to my husband then I better give good service.
He left me bond to the poll with the one dim light on in the dark shack. It seem like hours went by with me there all along. I think it was only 30mins. but my mind was starting to play tricks. Then I could hear someone coming. It turned out to be two of the men that had raped me two weeks before. They came in together talking to each other like I was not even in the room. They got undressed and in turn both of them fucked my face until they shot cum in my mouth. After about 15 mins that got dressed, said something about what a good guy Jim was and how the job was a lot more fun since he started working for the company. When they left they each put a $20 bill in the coffee can. I had just made $40 in 15 mins. I started thinking that is $160.00 an hour. That was more than I made at the bar. I started thinking about this, then in the next few mins. 5 more of the gang rapist came by to fuck my face, each putting $20 in the can on the way out. Now about an hour had past, and I had made $140.00. This may not be that bad. However an hour went by without any contact. I could not stand up or use my hands to touch anyone or myself. I was getting very hot thinking about the situation I was in. I started thinking about how I could make a man cum without using my hands, pussy or ass. I had not given it much thought before. I thought about being able to suck on a man balls, or just the head of his cock, or taking him deep. I had never given this much thought & attention to the Art of Giving Blow Jobs before. It is odd how the mind works when you a chained to a poll in a shack in the dark. About an hour went by and I was able to hear many men talking outside the shack. Then 5 or 6 men I had never seen stepped in dropped there pants and fucked my face one by one. Each man would cum and move out of the way for the next man. I noted each one would put a $20 bill in the can on the way out. Jim much have told them that was the going rate for a blow job. I was a little disappointed. I had expected it to be like the bar (good service, be nice, and raise the amount of the tip). Now that I understood the new rules, I change my plan. I knew how to use my mouth to make each man to come fast and keep the line moving. I could not use my hands, but if I could get their balls in my mouth, after a few hard sucks they came fast. I found a few sucks on the balls, a quick suck on the head and up and down the shaft a few times I got a mouth full of cum and was ready for the next guy.
After I started hearing voice out side the shake, I had a long line of guy ready for cheap blowjobs. After one point I had a line of Hispanic worker (8 or 10) fucking my face. They did not speak English but put there US $s in the can on the way out. It was day light on Sat. morning when Jim came to unlock my cuffs. I had been giving blowjobs from 9PM until about 5 AM. I fell asleep for about an hour before Jim came for me. He told me that I had to do one more blowjob before he would unlock me. I went ahead and gave my last blowjob for the night. I did not rush Jim's blowjob, but took my time and try to make sure he truly enjoyed it. That was the best way I knew of thanking him for an enjoyable and fun night. Jim unlocked me, gave my work clothing back to me so I could go home to my husband.
When I got home, Jim walked me into my house. My husband was already awake. I told my hubby that I worked a private party at the hotel where my bar was at. I told him that Jim came by and picked me up on his way to work so he could sleep in later. He thanked Jim for being such a friend and looking out for me when he was not around. After Jim left, I pulled the money out on the bed and told him what really took place. I gave him a nice slow blowjob just like I gave Jim just 20 mins. before. He shot his load into my mouth and asked me to tell him more details or my night. We hugged and cuddled for a long time, before my husband got down between my legs and started licking and sucking on my pussy. We feel asleep in each others arms sleeping the day away. Having Jim in my life satisfied my personal needs, as well as some need we had in our marrage.

Comeing to terms with Master/Slave Relationship

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Backmailed for Sex

That was not the end of the story. Jim called me a few days later to ask if I had told my husband about him and the other men using me all night long. I told him I had not because my husband would not understand, and would very mad at me. At that time Jim said he wanted to meet me a working class bar. For some reason I agreed. At the bar Jim showed me the photos of me what appeared to be willing having sex with all those men. He told me that he would be expecting me to take care of him and his friends when he told me to, any way he told me to. He let me know that I did not have to worry about my husband seeing the photos, so long as I played along. He wanted to test his power over me there in the bar to make sure we had an understanding. He ordered me another drink and told me not to go any place without him. He went up to the bar and talked to a very large man who turned out to be a long haul trucker. He returned to our booth with him. He told me that this was his new friend Bob. He said he wanted me to go out to Bob's truck with him. He said he wanted to watch me fuck Bob. I did as I was told. Bob fucked me bareback. Jim had me put my underwear back on with Bob's cum in my cunt. My husband was home when I arrived. Before I could take a bath he and I were making out. He said my pussy was very wet when he went down on me. I came thinking about him eating the stranger’s cum from my pussy.

From Swingers to Something Else

My husband & I had been in swinging just a few months when we met another couple named Jim & Barber. After just a couple of times getting with them it became clear that my husband and Barber just were not attracted to each other. Jim & I however had very hot sex. My husband and Barber would hang out, watch TV, etc. while Jim & I would fuck the weekend away many times. We saw them about ever other weekend.
I worked in a local bar as a waitress, while my husband completed college. We only had one car, so he would normally drop me of at work, go to class or the library and come and pick me up when my shift was over (normally between 1 & 2 AM). He dropped me off at work one night and went off to class. The bar was very slow that night, so the manager said one of the waitresses could take off early. I volunteered to take off. This was before cell phones were so common, so I could not get my husband on the phone. I called Jim for a ride home, and I had a few drinks before he arrived. Jim was glad to pick me up from work. He worked for the utility company, and was driving one of their trucks. He asked if I would mind stopping off at his work site, so he could pick up his personal car. I said no problem.
The utility company warehouse was in a dark out of the part of town. When we got there he had to unlock & relock the gate so we could drive inside the fence. After we go inside, and he locked the gate Jim let me know that he wanted to fuck me. I told him I was not in the mood at that, maybe later after we got to my apt. I explained that my husband & I made an agreement upon getting into swinging; we would only party together, and not have sex with other people along. Well Jim had been forceful when we fucked in the past (i.e. holding my hands behind my back, fucking my face, spanking my ass, pinching my nipples, etc.) I had enjoyed the forceful sessions and he knew it. He started taking the forceful role that night. I am not sure what it was, maybe the drinks I had at the bar, but I stated playing along with him. Before I knew it, I was out of my little waitress outfit fucking and giving Jim a blowjob in his truck in that dark locked parking lot. He fucked me, pumping cum into my cunt and again in my mouth.
I told Jim that I needed to get cleaned up and dressed so I could make it home before my husband got home. I had called and left a message from the bar that there would be no need to pick me up because a friend would take me home. I did not say when I expected to be home.
Jim told me that I could use the bathroom inside the warehouse to clean up & dress. Since that parking lot was dark and locked, I did not get dress, but just carried my clothing with me. When we got inside I was surprised to find there were 6 men (Jim's co-workers) in the warehouse, Jim grabbed my clothing from my hands as I stepped in the door. The men seem to have been expecting us. It turned out Jim called them before coming to the bar to pick me up. He told them he had fucked me many times and I would fuck anybody he told me to. The men had been watching Jim & I fuck via a security system that cover the part the parking lot we parked in.
I told Jim that I needed to get home and that my husband would be upset if I was "swinging" without him. He reminded me that we had already crossed that point, and if I went along with the party, no one would have to know about it. I tried to kiss on Jim, thinking that if I got him hot again, he would just fuck me again and take me home. It did not work out that way. While I trying to get his cock hard, two of the men pick me up, and placed me on a big work table. My hands and feet we tied to each end. My pussy was fully exposed and leaking Jim's cum. During the next three hours these 6 men fucked my pussy, ass, and mouth. After each of them dumped 2 loads of cum in me I start to relax. I knew they were drained of cum and some of them had work they had to do before their shift ended. What I did not know, there were 4 new men coming back from a job they completed. Those men used me for the next 2 hours. I was untied sometime during those two hours. I did not know until later that Jim had taken photos of the gangbang. The photos I saw were made without me being tied. It looked like I was doing this of my own free will. After I got home, about 5 AM, my husband asks where I had been? He knew the bar closed a 2AM. I told him that I met a man at the bar and we fucked in his room after a few too many drinks. I told him that I enjoy myself and would like to do it again from time to time. I did not tell him that the man was Jim and that I had been "raped" by him and the other 10 men. Another rule we set for our was not "doing" people we know and not "doing" a half of a couple along (if we know them). It worked out good telling him that I had willing fucked a stranger without him. He got hard and we ended up fucking. This started us in the cuckold life style (before I ever knew the word).

How we started

We started off by getting into swinging. It was my husband’s ideal to open up our marriage. I was only 16 years old when we married and 17 years old when attending my first swinging party. If I had not been married I would have been jail bait in our home state. During our first party, my husband and I went to the bed room with another couple, my husband and the other girl got done and returned to the party before me and my man. After my husband left, we continued to fuck on the king size bed. Before I knew what was taken place the room filled with men I had never seen. When the man I was fucking was done he got up and returned to the party. Before I could get off the bed there were three other men were on the bed to take his place. One man was fucking my pussy, while a 2nd fucked my face. The 3rd man jacked off on my face. In the mean time the room had continued to fill with strange men watching the show. By the time the night was over I had been used by 18 to 20 men, only one of which I knew his name. I went to the party a fresh young wife; I departed a used slut wife. I told my husband about my night after we got back to our hotel room. He got hard again and ended up fucking me after eating my sore pussy for a long time. That night got me started on my life as a hot wife. Over the years as my sex drive goes up, my husbands goes down. My husband is not able to keep me satisfied now that the fire has started burning. I will share our story. My husband is now my cuckold, mainly confined to eating my pussy after I come home from dates with other men I met at bars or online.