“Oh my God YES! DO IT! FUCK ME!” I screamed, pumping up into the hot shaft as it penetrated my wetness. And then he was fucking me… long, slow strokes sliding in and out of my pussy as the man at my face suddenly began jerking off on my lips and cheeks. Then someone from the other side of my face was shooting cum on me and I turned toward the cock, my mouth open, tongue extended, as more hot cum rained down on me.
The man fucking me… probably, I thought, Jimmy… started coming in me then, in my cunt, as he pounded into me, hard, two, then three times. Hot cum began rocketing into my pussy and I came again.
And so it went. Finally Bob removed my blindfold and when I looked around the room I saw all of the men Bob said he had invited to fuck me. No one had declined. And I grinned. Grinned at how hot they all looked. Grinned at how proud I was to be such a total slut. And I grinned at the pride I saw in my husband’s eyes as well.
Afterward, when the guys had all left and we were alone I asked my husband, “So what did you think? Was it what you thought it might be?”
“Hell yes, it was… and more. I love you now more than ever,” he said, moving to the bed, crawling between my thighs, my scummy thighs, and well-used cunt. He had untied me, but not given me a washcloth to use to clean up with and I was sticky and coated in puddles of cum on me everywhere.
“I loved it, Bob,” I said softly. “I’ll want to do it again.”
“I know,” he smiled. “And so you shall.” Then he moved his face to my drooling pussy and began licking it, sucking the cum from my truly slutty pussy, moaning as he tasted them, and I knew our life had changed forever…for the better.
I’m a true slut now and love it. As he threatened he would, my husband posted photos of me online showing me being fucked, sucking cocks, and with my face showing, dripping with gobs of cum from it and my hair. I know people have recognized me by the way they look at me, some in disgust, others with desire in their eyes, and I love it. Whenever a man looks at me with that knowing smirk on his face and excitement in his eyes I know he’s seen my photos and a thrill instantly courses through my pussy. God I love sex. I’m devoted to it now. Nothing is more important to me than sex and having more of it. Not love. Not relationships. Just raw, pure sex. It’s the greatest feeling in the world to feel my cunt grow wet and tingling when a stranger looks at me and we both know he’s seen my photos. I love it. And nothing is going to ever make me go back to the dull way our lives were before. Lately Bob has been arranging for black men to fuck me, and while some have larger cocks than white men, it isn’t the size of their cocks that thrills me. It is the fact that I am “debasing” myself… the “fallen” Baptist daughter of a Southern minister… allowing the biggest taboo of all according to my father… a Southern white girl letting black men fuck her. But of course that is part of the thrill of it for me, isn’t it. The fact that it is taboo… forbidden… something a girl raised like me should never do. God I love it so…
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