0 comments/ 98422 views/ 8 favorites I Married A Slut By: English Bob It didn’t take Jenny long to show her true colours; in fact we were still on our honeymoon – a relaxing driving holiday across country – when she first revealed her innermost secrets. The conversation first took place in a motel bedroom. We had stopped for the night in the middle of nowhere and the ill-kept hostelry was the only place we could find that was able to offer us any form of accommodation. Not that our dreary surroundings seemed to have much of an adverse effect on Jenny. She had jumped on my weary bones almost as soon as we got through the door and insisted that I fuck her hard and fast until both of us came in a frenzy of thrashing arms and legs. Later, as I was just in that glorious state of half sleep and half wake, I felt her elbow lightly dig me in the small of my back. “Are you asleep?” she whispered “Yes.” “Really?” “Yes. Really!” A long pause. “Are you still asleep?” I gave up. I’d known Jenny for less than a year before we were married but I knew when to admit defeat. “Okay, I’m awake!” “Good!” Her voice sounded excited. “I was just wondering what you’re going to get me for my birthday?” A lump of ice formed in my throat and the gut-twisting feeling that you get when you suddenly realise you’ve forgotten something important pulled at my insides. “Er…it’s a surprise!” I lied. “You know what I’d really like?” She giggled. “Something like this!” My whole body leapt as I felt her cool fingers curl around the shaft of my flaccid penis. “What, again?” I said incredulously. It would have been the fourth time we had made love that day. I knew that Jenny was an extremely sexual person, but four times? “I said something LIKE this. But maybe…a little larger?” I turned and looked into her eyes. There was no joking smile now. No grin to say that she was teasing me. I swallowed hard as I realised that she had meant every word. She wanted a bigger cock than mine! Jenny and I talked through most of the night. She explained tearfully that she loved me but that she had a desire – more of an obsession, really – to have sex with a well-endowed man. The more we talked the more I came to realise how much she needed this. Would it really be that bad, I reasoned? After all, I wanted to make my pretty blonde wife happy, didn’t I? By the time we had both fallen asleep, nothing had been completely resolved, but I had come to think that it was probably something that I could live with. Actually, a little more than that. I was beginning to think that I might actually enjoy seeing my wife with another man! The following morning was bright and warm and, after a good breakfast, Jenny and I hit the road again. The route we were taking took us through some desolate areas and we listened to music on the car radio. There was little conversation between us – we both seemed deep in thought – but I glanced over at her occasionally as she looked out of the window at the passing scenery. After an hour or so we passed a sign indicating a gas station a few miles further on. “Better stop here, Jen.” I said. “Fill up now. Never know when the we’ll get another opportunity.” Jenny nodded silently and continued to stare out of the window. She looked a little sad and I knew that it was because of our conversation the previous night. The gas station was a small shack-like affair with only two pumps, a seedy looking office and a rest room. While a young grease-monkey filled the car with fuel I decided to sample the delights of the outdoor bathroom. As I released the contents of my bladder I heard the door open. The well-built young man strode up to the urinal next to me and also started to pee. His mechanic’s vest did little to hide his muscular frame and, as I glanced down, I couldn’t help seeing the large, thick appendage that hung from his open fly. The thoughts started to scream through my head as I recalled the conversation that Jenny and I had had the previous night. “Good looking woman you got there, buddy.” His accent was thick as he drawled the words out and, despite the fact that I would normally have become concerned about his intentions, I found myself wanting to respond to him. “Don’t get too many strangers round here.” He continued before I had chance to speak. “You’re lady sure is a sight for sore eyes!” “Would you like to fuck her?” I blurted the words out. God knows where they came from and I immediately looked away from the stranger in embarrassment. I stood completely still and waited for a reaction from him. My heart was beating fast but the man remained silent. He zipped himself up and walked over to the washbasin to clean his hands. I did likewise, trying to avoid looking at him. “Chris.” He said suddenly. I looked up to see his hand proffered in the time-honoured fashion. For a moment I didn’t know what to do with it and just stared blankly. Then suddenly he smiled. “My name’s Chris.” He repeated and indicated his hand again. I laughed and we shook. “Er…Mike.” I said with a slight stammer. “Mike Reynolds.” “She’s your wife, Mike?” “Er..yes. You know…what I said? Well….” “Of course I’d like to fuck her!” Chris interrupted. Shall we do it now?” The solid beating of my heart did not abate for one moment as I made the short walk back to the car and my waiting wife. Jenny was humming along to a tune on the radio. “Are we ready to go now?” She asked I looked down at my shoes and wondered what the hell I was going to say. Jenny must have realised that something had happened and looked directly at me. “What’s wrong, Mike?” Silence from me. “Mike? What is it?” “Well. You know….last night…what you said…what I said……” I had no idea how she was going to take this. “You’ve found my birthday present?” She cried excitedly as she jumped out of the car. “Really? Have you really found someone? Is it that mechanic? It is isn’t it!” To say that Jenny was thrilled with the prospect would have been an understatement and suddenly it was like a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I grinned at her. “You really want to do this?” I asked. “Now?” Jenny was hopping about from one foot to the other. This was all the answer I needed. “Follow me!” I said. I led my wife towards the workshop at the back. I had seen Chris go in there after we had left the bathroom. “I knew you would come!” Said a voice from the gloom. “Chris this is Jenny. Jenny, this is…..” Before I had chance to finish my introductory sentence Chris had grabbed my wife bodily and pulled her to him in a hot, lustful embrace. Jenny responded to him easily. Maybe a little bit too easily and I felt a tingle of jealousy run through my body. I reminded myself why I was doing this and that it was just sex – nothing more, nothing less, and felt myself relax a little. Christopher’s hands were all over my wife’s body. His fingers massaged her firm breasts through the thin material of her yellow top and I could see her nipples already reacting to his touch and stiffening visibly. “Let’s get you out of these clothes, shall we?” Chris drawled. His voice was thick like treacle and I heard Jenny moan softly into his shoulder as her long fingers played with the hair on the back of his neck. Slowly Chris turned her around and undid the back of her top. His fingers traced slow, luxuriant patterns over the soft, tanned skin of her back as it became exposed and I could see my wife already starting to tremble slightly. That day Jenny hadn’t bothered with a bra and, as the top fell away her sweet, upturned breasts popped into view. “Mmmmm! I like a nice pair of tits!” Chris breathed as his hands began to massage the large orbs. Jenny gasped as her young lovers fingers began to pluck at her sensitive nipples and then sighed deeply as he sucked one tight, pink bud into his mouth. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily as the strong masculine hands began to traverse their way down her body. When Chris’ hands had reached the waistband of the short skirt he allowed Jenny’s nipple to pop wet and stiff from between his lips. He kissed further down her body, pausing to swirl his tongue into her navel. His hands were now on the front of her thighs and were moving up under the short skirt. I watched fascinated as the young man hitched my wife’s skirt up, hooked his fingers into the waistband of her bikini panties and slowly rolled the garment down her long, slender legs. The skirt was quickly dumped on the concrete floor and finally Jenny stood before him naked. “Nice body, baby!” Chris breathed as he stood looking at my wife, almost inspecting her. “I like a nice shaved cunt!” Ever since I had known Jenny she has liked to keep her pussy trimmed or, in the hot weather, completely shaved. She had clearly attended to herself this morning before we had got on the road. “Mind if a get a taste?” Chris continued. I wasn’t certain if he had addressed his question to me or Jenny, but I nodded my excited assent anyway. With an almost brutal strength, Chris picked up my naked wife and sat her on the edge of a metal tank. She giggled as she felt the cool surface under her bare bottom. Chris kissed her again, full on the mouth, and I watched their tongues entwine and dance. As his hands continued to play with her breasts and swollen nipples, Jenny slowly parted her legs. I looked over at her. The lips of her vagina were already glistening with moisture as she became more and more aroused. Chris stood back for a second and then dropped his head between Jenny’s open thighs. His long, pink tongue darted out and swiped between her sex lips, forcing a long, low moan from her. His hand went behind her and gripped her buttocks pulling her closer towards him. Jenny’s breathing quickly became short and rapid. Her legs stretched wide. One hand dropped down to her pussy and opened her labia while the other pulled her lovers’ head nearer to her. I heard her cry out several times as his tongue hit her spot and watched as the early trembling of her body increased in intensity until she came with a shuddering scream. Jenny’s whole body seemed to convulse as the orgasm washed over her and Chris was having a tough time keeping her still enough to continue with his oral ministrations. But continue he did and laved away at her swollen clit. Jenny cried out his name over and over as multiple climaxes coursed through her lithe body. “Time for your reward now, my little slut!” Chris said as he stepped back. He threw a wicked grin at me and I could see that his face was wet with Jenny’s love juice. Chris stood in the centre of the floor and slowly started to unzip his fly. My gaze was torn between him and my wife as she also watched, wide-eyed, as her lover removed his thick tool from the confines of his jeans. “Oh my God!” Jenny cried as she saw his size. “That’s huge!” “Get down here and kiss it for me, slut!” Jenny’s reaction to her lovers’ insulting words was a picture. Her face flushed red and I saw her naked breasts heaved. Quickly she climbed down from the tank and squatted obediently on the grimy floor in front of Chris. Her fingers ran lovingly along his shaft and I could hear her still breathing hard as she bent to kiss the inflamed weapon. Jenny was finding it a little difficult to even get her fingers around the wide girth of Christopher’s big cock, but she persevered admiringly. Her tongue darted out and swirled around the wide head while her fingers stroked under his massive, hanging balls. I watched as she slowly opened her mouth wider and wider, her tongue still teasing his sensitive glans. She kissed the head and lowered her mouth down. The swell of the young man’s tool widened her lips as far as they would go and eventually she was able to take the head inside. Chris gasped as he felt the warm, wet confines of Jenny’s mouth close tightly over his cock head. I saw his eyes close in an expression of ecstasy and small movements of his hips as he gently rocked himself backwards and forwards forcing just a little more of his throbbing tool into my wife’s willing mouth. Several minutes passed while Jenny slowly sucked her lover. She was able to take him deeper and deeper each time and it was clear that, if she continued, she would soon be rewarded with a mouthful of hot cum. But Chris had other ideas. He wasn’t quite ready to finish with my wife just yet! “Your husband said I could fuck you!” He suddenly said through gritted teeth. “Get up, slut and let me put it inside you!” Jenny gasped as Christopher’s big tool popped out of her mouth. She had obviously found it quite difficult to breathe because she was now panting and taking deep lungfuls of air. Chris new exactly what he was doing and, with his massive cock swinging menacingly in front of him, he pushed Jenny back up against the metal container so that she had her back to him. “Oh yes!” Jenny cried excitedly as she felt the wide head of Chris’ cock nudge against her pussy lips. “Put it in me! Stick that big cock inside me!” “You want my dick up you?” Chris teased as he slowly ran the head through Jenny’s wet lips. “Tell me where you want it!” “Inside me!” Jenny begged. “ Deep in my pussy!” “In your pussy?” I could see what Chris was getting at. I think Jenny knew too! “Yes…in my pussy…deep in my CUNT!” As she uttered the four-letter word - a word that I had never heard her use before – Chris pushed the first two inches of inflamed meat inside her body. “Oh GOD!” Jenny cried. “Yes! Fuck my cunt! My wet cunt! My tight, juicy CUNT!” Another two inches inside her and Jenny was gasping for breath. She was beyond talking now and as Chris pushed more of his tool up her pussy she was reduced to a few moans and grunts of passion as she climaxed again. Chris continued to rock his hips back and forth pushing more and more of his throbbing penis inside my wife’s body with each thrust. I could see the sweat beginning to form on his brow as he became more forceful and after a few more strokes he had finally managed to get his entire length completely inside Jenny’s pussy. With one deep lunge, Chris took my wife completely by surprise and tipped her off balance. There was a cry of shock from both of them as they tumbled to the hard concrete floor in a mass of arms and legs. “Oh shit, I’m cumming!” Chris suddenly cried as he got to his knees. His cock was gripped tightly in his fist and he was squeezing around the head. “Quick. Get over here!” Jenny replied. “Let me do that.” In a flash, Chris was kneeling astride my wife’s prone body with his throbbing cock pointed directly at her face. Jenny’s hand replaced his around his shaft and I could see his heavy balls as they swung between the hot mounds of her breasts. A few quick strokes of her fingers and a lick of her tongue was all that was needed and within a second or two Chris was pumping thick wads of creamy cum into Jenny’s waiting mouth. He climaxed hard and in plentiful supply to say the least and, within moments, my wife’s face was awash with his sticky emission. Trickles of sperm dripped luridly from the corners of her mouth and formed pools on her breasts. Her blonde hair was matted with the mess. Christopher’s cock wilted fast. He may have been strong on stamina and size but it was clear that, once he had cum, he wasn’t going to be capable of much else for a good while! It was nearly afternoon before Jenny and I continued on our way. She had wanted to clean up a little before we left but I had insisted that she stay exactly as she was – and that included leaving off her panties! She dozed in the passenger seat as we sped past more fantastic scenery. But I wasn’t looking at the view; my attention was completely taken up by my sleeping wife’s abused looking body. As I drove I could feel my erection hard and solid beneath my pants. My hand wandered over to Jenny’s thigh and I gently caressed the hot flesh. She mumbled something in her sleep and relaxed her legs allowing them to fall open a little more and permitted my fingers easy access to her shaved mound. As my fingers slowly explored her open hole I was amazed at how wet she still was. Her vagina was wide and dilated and trickles of her own sex fluid still glistened on her labia. I couldn’t take any more and, as I continued to drive, I unzipped my fly and hauled out my modest sized cock. As I looked down at her cum stained body I jerked myself off hard and fast. It was a little difficult to keep the car in a straight line but after only a few short seconds I could feel myself on the verge of climax. I held my breath and my eyes darted between the empty road ahead and my wife’s body until I exploded. My cum blasted against the dash and dripped down to stain the carpet just as Jenny awoke. “That’s a terrible waste of cum!” She said with a sleepy grin. “Next time, if you’re going to jerk off, make sure that I’m around so that I can clean it up for you. After all, you did marry a slut you know!” The End I Married A Slut For about 2 years I roamed the world, at Uncle Sam's expense, and didn't have a home or girlfriend. I spent lots of money in whorehouses everywhere I went. When I finally got out of the service I settled down to a good job in Portland. I made some friends and we went out to the bars and wherever else we might find girls and tried to pick up any we found. This went on for about a year when one day they hired this new girl where I work. She was a knockout. A tight short skirt, sexy black nylons, and a blouse that was just short of see-through. Naturally, I was immediately hot for her. Her third day at work I had to talk to her boss. I went over to her so she could let her boss know I was there and introduced myself. I had to wait several minutes for her boss to get free. I spent that time talking with her and learned her name was Peggy. During our conversation I was able to talk her into a date for Friday night. When I picked her up Friday she was a sex maniacs dream. Meaning she was my dream come true. Her dress was mid-thigh length and the top was cut so the tops of her tits were on view. I did my best to keep from drooling, but was already beginning to think I might get lucky as we headed to my car. Well, hoping anyway. I couldn't even detect any lines of a bra or panties. I admired her legs and ass while I helped her to get in my car. And as she swung her legs inside I was able to verify she wasn't wearing panties. Naturally she caught me looking. She didn't say a word. Just smiled, knowingly. I headed for a local watering-hole where I knew they served extra strong drinks. The bar had a nice romantic atmosphere, with candles on the tables providing most of the light. Peggy slid into the booth and I followed. We ordered our drinks and started to get to know each other better. We were having a good time. Our similar sense of humor had us laughing at the same things and we shared some interests. After a while I had to answer a call of nature. I was feeling pretty good and thought I was receiving go-ahead signals so I leaned over and gave her a kiss. It started out tentative, but she was receptive so I opened my mouth and licked her lips. She seemed to like that and opened her mouth so our tongues could caress each other. This was my kind of woman. I put my right arm around her shoulders and dropped my left hand to her thigh. When I didn't get pushed away, I ran my hand right up between her legs and found her delightfully bare pussy. Not only was she not wearing panties, but she was shaved and wet. My cock was at attention and I was ready for some serious fucking. I had her body bucking to meet my thrusting fingers when I couldn't wait any longer to piss. I told her to be ready to leave when I got back and went to the men's room. She smilingly told me to hurry. Shit! There must have been a dozen college guys horsing around in there and making it impossible to get to the urinals. They were laughing and carrying on and they even had me laughing at some of their antics. Just when I thought this had to come to an end the bouncer came in and started hassling the kids. Almost twenty minutes had passed by the time everybody had cleared out and I could finally piss. I got back to the table happy to see Peggy hadn't deserted me because I was gone so long. I noticed her lipstick was smeared and her hair mussed, from when we were kissing before, and I wondered why she hadn't primped like women usually do while I was gone. She reached out and took my hand pulling me in beside her. She pulled me over close to her and smiled, "Hi, lover". Then she plastered her mouth against mine and started sucking on my tongue. Well, I was all for that. I thought her mouth tasted a little funny but figured it was just the wine she was drinking. After a minute she pulled her sticky lips away from mine, grabbed my cock and said, "Let's fuck!" I could hardly hear her because the guys at the next table were laughing so hard. But I knew what that look in her eyes meant. Man, I couldn't get her out of there fast enough. I pulled her out of the booth so hard and fast that her dress rode all the way up her legs and exposed her bald cunt to anyone lucky enough to be looking. I didn't even wait for her to pull her dress down; I just let her struggle with it as I drug her out of the bar. As soon as I got the car started and on the road, she had my cock out and was stroking it as she licked my ear and whispered to me how bad she needed to get fucked. I drove like a madman and the 15-minute trip to my house only took 10 minutes. We both jumped out of the car and ran for the house. I just barely got the door closed before she had her dress up around her waist and was pulling me down on top of her. She started sucking my tongue again as she grabbed my cock and guided it towards her pussy. When she touched the head of my dick to her love canal she thrust her hips up and I was buried to the hilt. I couldn't believe how wet and hot her pussy was. I could feel juice squirt out of her cunt each time my balls slapped her ass. I wasn't fucking her. I was just trying to hang on to a bucking bronco. Peggy started cumming almost as soon as I entered her. It didn't take me a whole lot longer. She raked her fingernails down my back and stabbed my ass cheeks with them, driving me in further than I thought possible. My cock started pumping a load of sperm deep inside her. She didn't let me rest for a minute before she started her rodeo ride action again. My cock never even started to get soft. Over forty-five minutes of straight fucking. Me on top, her on top, side by side. On and on we went. I have no idea how many times she came. The third time I did I had to call a halt. She had fucked me out. My dick softened and slipped out of her soggy cunt. As we lay there holding each other she reached down and stuck two fingers in her pussy. When she pulled them out she pushed them between her lips and sucked all the juice off them. She took her fingers out of her mouth and pulled me into another tongue sucking kiss. I knew she had my cum and her pussy juice in her mouth, but I just thought how much I liked the taste of her wet mouth. We finally got up and made it to bed. When I woke up in the morning it was to see and feel her head bobbing up and down on my cock. We spent the weekend in bed and late Sunday evening I asked her to marry me. I know it was fast, but I just couldn't think straight after two nights and two days of living every man's dream. Only it was all real. She looked at me a little funny for a minute then asked me why I wanted to marry her when I could just fuck her anytime I wanted. I thought about that for a minute. Why did I want to marry her? Then I started thinking out loud. "Well, the sex was out of this world. And I don't want to ever be without that again. But you know, I really like you too, and think maybe I want to be with you all the time." "I know the sex was incredible and I like you too. But you have to know I'm an easy lay. If you had said let's stay in and fuck when you picked me up Friday I would have run to the bedroom with you." "I've had my share of experience. Maybe that makes us right for each other." The next day we took our lunch at city hall and got married. All week long we had sex morning, noon, and night. At work we would go into an empty office and lock the door and screw. As soon as we got in the car at the end of the day she had my cock in her mouth and kept it there till we got home. The same in the morning on the way to work. Thanks to her efforts it seemed like I was hard 24 hours a day. And wondering how much longer I would be alive. By the time Friday rolled around I was totally drained. Peggy still wanted more. She said she needed to go tell some friends that she was married and I could rest up while she was gone. That sounded good to me so I went to bed. I watched her dress as I was drifting off to sleep. After a week of fucking all day, every day, I was still starting to get a hard-on when she pulled on a slinky dress that wouldn't really be adequate to cover a little girl, much less a grown woman. "You're not going out dressed like that are you?" She smiled at me and said she was just going to see some friends and brag about being married. When she sat beside me on the bed her pussy was in plain view. I was glad she was just going to see some old girlfriends. She leaned over and gave me a little kiss, patted my cock and said, "Sweet dreams." About four hours later I woke up. I heard some talking and laughter coming from the family room. I pulled on a pair of sweats and went to join in. I stopped dead in my tracks when I walked into the family room. Four guys were sitting around, nude. Three were talking while the fourth one was getting a blowjob from my wife. My stomach turned over and I thought I might get sick. One of the guys said, "Here you go Peggy, another hard cock." I didn't know what he was talking about until I realized they were all looking at me. I looked down and saw he was right. I had a hard-on. The guy she was sucking wouldn't let her off his cock, and she didn't look like she wanted to quit. After a few minutes, I saw him raise his ass off the couch and I knew he was filling my wife's mouth with his cum. She kept sucking on him until his ass dropped back on the couch and he let go of her head. Then she looked at me. I could tell by the way she looked at me, that she wasn't done. I could see her lips glistening wetly as she smiled at me. She got up and walked over to me putting one hand around my neck and the other inside my sweatpants. She pulled me to her and stuck her cock-sucking tongue in my mouth and started stroking my cock at the same time. As soon as her mouth touched mine I could taste a combination of lipstick and cum. I groaned as I realized it was something I had tasted before. Peggy pulled me to the center of the room and pulled me down to the floor with her. The guys were all laughing at me and I felt my face flush. She pushed me down on my back and leaned over me to give me another kiss, which for some crazy reason I wanted. I sucked on her tongue then let her suck my tongue just like she had been sucking cock when I came into the room. The guys cheered us on and one of them told her to "Give the cum sucker your pussy. That's what he wants." Peggy raised up and looked me in the eye. "These are my friends. They're happy for my getting married and this is the way they wanted to celebrate. All four of them have fucked me tonight. Do you want to suck their cum out of my pussy?" I don't know what I was thinking, or if I was even thinking at all. My heart was pounding and I was having trouble breathing when I whispered, "Yes." My slutty wife smiled at me and her eyes were gleaming as she said like a drill sergeant, "I can't hear you." I groaned as I repeated, "Yes", a little louder. "I still can't hear you." "Yes", I almost yelled. Her smile got bigger as she swung a leg over me and kneeled astride my chest. I could feel her sloppy wet cunt against my chest. I grabbed her ass cheeks to pull her pussy to my mouth. She pushed my hands away and said, "Yes, what?" I was beyond caring about anything but my lust. I didn't care if the whole world knew what I was doing. I yelled as loud as I could, "I want to suck all the cum out of your pussy." I grabbed her ass again and pulled her gaping cunt to mouth my wide-open mouth. Nobody could stop me now. I buried my face in her slit. The feel, smell, and taste of cum were drowning me. I sucked and drank cum and pussy juice from her well-fucked cunt until I almost passed out from lack of air. She finally raised up enough so that I could breath through my nose while I continued drinking that toxic mixture. I looked up and saw the reason she had raised up. One of the guys had pulled her head back and rammed his cock down her throat. I couldn't believe how sexy it was to look up between her tits and see some guy's balls slapping her chin as he fucked my wife's mouth. My own cock erupted and shot cum all over her back and my belly. Peggy ground her pussy against my mouth as she continued sucking that other guys cock. After several minutes he grabbed her head and held his cock buried in her throat as his balls jumped and started pumping his cum down her throat. I could see her throat moving as she swallowed everything he had. After a couple of minutes he pulled out and just stood in front of her. Peggy took his cock in her hand and stroked it until a big glob of cum appeared at the tip. She leaned forward and stuck her tongue out and licked his pee hole. Instead of swallowing that glob she moved off of me and then lowered her mouth to mine. We could all see that big glob of sticky white cum on her tongue as she plunged her tongue into my mouth. Once again, I tasted that now all too familiar taste of cum and lipstick. As we lay there kissing I could hear the guys getting dressed. After they had left, Peggy and I got up. We sat down next to each other. It felt kind of weird to be sitting calmly next to my wife with her dress bunched around her waist, knowing she had just sucked and fucked four other guys. I didn't want to admit it, but I think I really knew that my little slut had been sucking cock while I was in the men's room on our first date. I guess after years of fucking whores, a whore is what I wanted for a wife. The only difference was Peggy gave it away instead of charging. I smiled to myself as I figured I could change that. I Married A Slut &... I Married A Slut & A Slut She Remains The very first time I really saw my wife (well she wasn't my wife then, of course) I couldn't help but gasp at what I could see. She was a lovely charming but very loose sort of young girl just a couple of years younger than myself. What took my eye was her navel! She was wearing a rather short mini-skirt and a cut-off tee shirt which left about 2" of space between the mini and the shirt. Tanya had the prettiest belly button I had ever seen. It was beautifully shaped and, although not terribly large, it was quite deep, in fact, when she was in the sunlight it looked much deeper that it really was because of the shadows which extended inside her belly button. This might sound strange but I actually fell in love with her navel! I had seen Tanya around the school yard on dozens of occasions but I had never seen her beautiful belly button exposed like it was this particular day. It was very arousing and I had a hardon just watching her. She was a very popular girl and there were always lots of boys hanging around her. I didn't know much about her except that she was popular and known to put out for boys she liked. On this particular day she was walking along the path with 3 boys, one of whom was my best friend. Once I had seen her I walked over to join them but my friend motioned me off and said, "Ned, we are on a good thing here and we don't want to stuff it up. I will catch up with you later on this afternoon." With that, the four of the moved off. I watched them go, very disappointed that I hadn't been able to join them, for whatever purpose they were likely to have. They moved on towards a van which was owned by one of the boys and was well known as a shagging wagon. They all climbed into the van and drove off. Later that afternoon I caught up with Jim and eagerly asked him what had happened that afternoon with Tanya? Jim grinned at me and said, "Ned, I am very sorry we couldn't let you join us in the van. Tanya has some fairly strict rules about who she will go with and I didn't want to risk getting her upset if you wanted to join in! We took her out to the old quarry and, as soon as we parked, we pulled out the mattress thing Tom has in the back of his van and we fucked her! What a pity you couldn't be with us because we had a wonderful time with her. She just loves to be fucked and, now that she is on the pill, we don't have to pull out – we can shoot our load inside her! We fucked her one after the other and she loved it. When we had finished, Tanya asked us which of us could shoot the most cum now that we had already cum once? We didn't know what to say but I said I had the most! Anyway, she said she would test me. She told me to fuck her again, but this time I was to pull out and cum in her navel. She told me she would measure who had the most cum by seeing who could fill up her navel best. You have no idea what it felt like, I pushed my already hard cock into her and, when I was about to cum, I pulled out and leaned over her lovely belly and poured my cum into her belly button. Although I usually have a lot of cum, and this was no exception, I just couldn't fill her navel up to the top. She then stuck her finger in her belly-button and scooped as much cum as she could and then stuck her finger in her mouth. She continued to move the cum to her mouth until her belly-button was empty. She wiped out her navel and then the next boy fucked her and then came in her navel too. I was thrilled to see he didn't have as much cum as I did so I was winning up to date. She then cleaned out her belly-button the same as before and then asked the third boy to fuck her. He came in her belly-button too but his effort was poor after mine and I won the contest!" I was completely devastated! These three bastards had cum in my favorite belly-button! I didn't want to say too much to Jim but I wasn't happy about what they had done to her. Jim went on to tell me she had let him fuck her on lots of occasions and, although she had a limit of three at any one time, she would sometimes just take on one guy. I thought about this and decided I would try to get to her by myself soon. Well, I approached Tanya when I could see she didn't have any other boys around her and, to my surprise, she agreed to go for a drive with me in my car. I suggested that afternoon and again she agreed. I met her after classes and I had to admit to myself she looked lovely when she got into my car. She had on a mini-skirt and blouse but unfortunately the blouse was long and I couldn't see her belly-button. We drove around for a while and Tanya could see I didn't know where to park. She suggested a little used road near a hilltop and when we reached the road she pointed out a very good parking spot. It was obvious she had been here lots of times before. Tanya wasted no time and began kissing me as soon as I had the engine turned off. She was all over me and I loved it! She quickly took off her blouse and to my delight, she wasn't wearing a bra. I knew she had a bra on when I asked her to go for the ride so she must have taken it off before meeting me. Her breasts were beautiful. She had beautifully shaped breasts but to my surprise she almost didn't have any nipples! The outline of the nipples was there but they were very flat and didn't stick out at all. Before I had a chance to think about her nipples, she had her mini-skirt off and was pulling her little panties off as well. She certainly didn't waste any time, this Tanya! I began to kiss her and stroke her body but she quickly unzipped my trousers and pulled out my cock. It was as hard as a rock and she began stroking it and, at the same time, told me to get my clothes off! She held on tightly to my cock as I undressed and, when I was naked, she leaned over and began sucking my cock! What a feeling. She was wonderful. I tried to turn her around so I could suck her cunt but she resisted, saying, "Later Ned, I will let you suck me next time. I had a couple of boys fuck me at lunchtime and I am sure you wouldn't want to be licking their stale cum!" What a girl! Anyway, she stretched herself out along the seat, spread her legs, and told me to get on with it. She told me to hurry because she had to go somewhere and I wouldn't have time to fuck her twice if I didn't hurry! God, she looked lovely lying there so naked and just for me! I quickly pushed my cock into her cunt; it went in so easily I guessed she was still lubed up from the lunchtime session. I didn't care though and only thought of cumming myself into this glorious body! Well, cum I did and I was particularly thrilled by the way she came at the same time. She was the first girl I had fucked when there had been an orgasm for both of us at the same time. I fell in love with her. When we had finished she sucked my cock but I don't really think it even went down just a little bit! I was really turned on. She asked me if I was ready to fuck her again and, of course, I was in her in a flash! While I was still pumping her, I asked her if I could cum in her belly-button and she grinned at me and said, "Well, who has been talking? Yes, of course you can but you will have to play with my clit after because I want to cum at least once more with you!" I fucked her as hard as I could and, when about to cum, I pulled out and started shooting my cum into her belly-button! To my amazement my cum just kept on coming and coming and, to my delight, I actually filled her beautiful navel with my cum! She laughed when she saw I was so pleased and began dipping in her finger and transferring it to her mouth. She told me to play with her clit and I certainly did that with pleasure. As soon as she came, she pulled my hand away from her clit and began to get dressed. My session with Tanya was definitely over! As soon as we were both dressed I drove her back to the school campus where she met two other boys! She thanked me and gave me a beautiful smile and said, "Ned, we must do that again very soon – I will call you and make a date!" With that, she moved off with the two boys and got into their car. I guess she was about to be fucked a few more times before the afternoon would be over! I really loved that session with Tanya, but wasn't thrilled to see her with the other boys. The next date was only 4 days later and we again went for a drive in my car and this time, because we had the whole afternoon, I managed to fuck her 4 times and she seemed thrilled with my efforts. Again she told me she would call me and this she did. We began to date regularly after that and, although she still went out very often with lots and lots of other boys, she always came back to me and told me I was her boyfriend! I was in love. We remained together for the next couple of years and, to my surprise one afternoon, she asked me to marry her! I was stunned but gladly agreed to marry her! Strangely I didn't seem to be too upset that she was still going out with other boys at the same time and she readily told me she was fucking all of them. I loved to hear her tell me about the various boys and what they did to her. We married with a small ceremony and an even smaller reception but we were married nevertheless and we loved each other. I wondered just how many bridegrooms would be happy to have along as guests at the wedding all of the boys who had fucked her in the last couple of years! I loved only Tanya and didn't give much thought to the other boys. I had found a job as soon as I left college and it wasn't long before Tanya also found a secretarial job with a lawyer. We had set up home as soon as we were married and loved living together. About the third week after she started with the lawyer, Tanya came home after work and kissed and hugged me and told me she had fucked her boss that lunchtime! Strangely I wasn't too upset and asked her to tell me all about it. Tanya can give a wonderful descriptive story and I could almost believe I was in the office with them when they fucked. She told me she didn't love this man but he had offered her a raise in pay after they had fucked and he told her he hoped they would be able to continue to fuck regularly. She told me she would ration him to about once a month but she loved fucking him and might do it more often! She also confided in me that if she only fucked him once a month, he would be much more eager to keep her on and probably give her more pay rises. She was a bit of a planner. We have now been married for 4 years and I still love her belly-button the most! Of course I love her totally but I still have a yearning for her navel. Occasionally she lets me fuck her and then see if I can fill her lovely belly-button with my cum. On most occasions I can do it without effort. We have developed a new game from that. When I have filled her belly-button, I place my mouth over it and suck my cum up into my mouth. I then move up and kiss her and at the same time I transfer my cum into her mouth. She just loves that and I have become accustomed to the taste of my own cum. One night recently she confided in me that she was still fucking about 4 men every week, apart from me. She had been trying to get them to cum in her belly-button and then suck up the cum like I do, but she said no-one seemed to like the taste of their own cum! Occasionally, when Tanya would come home and tell me she had been fucking someone or other after work, I would get between her legs and suck her cunt and, quite often, I would be able to suck out some of the cum which was deposited in her earlier. I was able to again transfer this to her mouth for her to swallow. She just loved the taste of cum, no matter whose it was! At times I just wonder how many men, and boys, have fucked Tanya! I guess it would be many hundreds since she first began in her first year at high school. She laughs when I ask her about it and says the number isn't important it is what pleasure she gets out of it all herself. I wouldn't want to change Tanya in any way. I know she loves to fuck other men and I enjoy the stories afterwards. Later on we will probably start a family. It will be at that time that I ask Tanya to give up all the different men and just concentrate on me – or perhaps just a couple of favorites! I love Tanya. It will be interesting to see what happens.