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Diane Becomes A Slut Ch. 1

By: VanIsle



My name is Diane and I'm now a slut wife. My path to sluthood started almost 5 years ago. My husband (Pete) and I had just moved and we were living in a hotel for about 6 weeks until we bought our new home. Now Pete has always been, well, perhaps somewhat over sexed. After dinner in our room (it was a kitchenette suite) we settled down to watch some TV, and of course Pete started to get frisky. He was kissing me and rubbing his hands up my thighs, over my tummy, and reached my small breasts. 

You see, I am (now) a mid forties woman, quite petite at 5' 3", about 34 25 34 and 115 lbs, with short brunette hair, and everyone seems to think I'm cute and don't look anywhere near my age (which suits me fine). Well, Pete knows how to get me hot, so before I knew it, he had my jeans off, my blouse open, and was fucking me soundly at the edge of the couch. Since I never wear a bra, he had full access to my breasts while he stroked me with his cock. As we both got closer to cumming, he suddenly started telling me how he'd love to see me fuck another man! I was absolutely stunned! I had absolutely no idea he'd ever thought of that, and I started to cry. Pete was shocked and tried to console me. Well, that was the end of that! We didn't talk about it again until about a month after we had moved into our new home.

Then Pete once again brought up the idea, this time while we still had our clothes on. He told me he was serious, and that he couldn't understand my reaction, after all, he wasn't trying to find some sweet young thing to stick his dick into, he wanted to see me enjoying other men! We talked about it at length for a couple of weeks, and Pete showed considerable constraint. Finally, he talked me into going to a swing club, and promised that I was in control, and we would just be together in an erotic situation. Since he assured me I didn't have to go any further than that, I agreed. We picked a club in a city nearby, and drove there one Saturday evening. I was wearing a short skirt, white blouse with no bra (of course), nylons and garters with thong panties. Pete wore button up jeans with no underwear, and a tee shirt.

The swing club had the use of a bar and once we entered, we sat down at a table. We were quite early it seemed, since there was only one other couple there. People began to trickle in and Pete and I had a couple of drinks and waited to see what would happen. About 30 couples were there and the dancing started. So far, this seemed pretty much like any other club, except it was all couples. So Pete and I got up to dance, which almost made it all worth it in my mind because I could never get him to dance! Once we were on the floor, we started to notice some of the differences between this and other clubs.

The couples were getting pretty horny in their dances. I could see one woman looking into her mans eyes and swaying to the music while he lifted her short dress and started to kneed her ass. He lifted the dress up high enough that I could see her ass and that she wore no panties at all. Meanwhile, Pete had noticed two other couples dancing together and the women were kissing each other and their men were each behind them reaching around and squeezing their titties. It was having quite the effect on Pete, since I felt his dick stirring against my belly. I had to admit, I was quite enjoying myself as well. 

We sat down, had another drink, and watched the activites on the dance floor. Things got quite a bit hotter, and Pete started rubbing my thigh up and down, reaching the delicate skin above the nylons. I spread my legs a bit to encourage him and he started to stroke my pussy lips through the thong. It felt great! By now there was a woman on the dance floor completely naked, and two guys were feeling her all over and kissing her very deeply. They pushed her against the wall and started sucking her breasts while one of them reached down and began to finger her obviously wet cunt. Elsewhere, another woman was laid on the bar, and another was between her legs licking hungrily. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! And it was making me very horny indeed. This was supposed to be an "off-premise" swing club, with no sex in the club. I guess they just meant no intercourse because people were definitely having sexual contact! The next thing I knew, Pete grabbed my hand and literally dragged me onto the dance floor. I could tell he wanted to be closer to the woman with her two studs, so he could watch.

Pete maneouvered me near the woman against the wall, and by now she had her lovers cocks out, one in each hand. She stroked them lustily while they fingered her pussy, sucked her tits, and slid their tongues into her mouth. Pete and I watched in awe, and Pete then bent over and slipped my panties off from under my skirt in one easy motion. I didn't mind at all and stepped out of them for him when he reached the floor. Pete held them to his face and breathed deeply, then slipped them into his pocket. As we danced, Pete now moved behind me and reached around to finger my now dripping cunt, all the while watching the slut against the wall and her two lovers. 

Suddenly a man showed up beside us, and started to dance with us. He said his name was Frank and did we mind him dancing with us. Before I could say anything Pete said that he didn't mind at all. Pete and Frank made some small talk over the music, mostly about how this was supposed to be an off-premise club and Frank explained that it was, but people could get away with anything up to oral sex here, but not fucking. By now the woman against the wall was lewdly spreading her legs a bit and bending her legs so the guys could really get their hands between them. One of them was finger fucking her madly and she was groaning in pleasure. I barely noticed that Pete had completely exposed and was fondling my right breast, and Frank was openly staring at it while he danced. Then Pete lifted my skirt up, showing Frank my well trimmed pussy, which I had already decided I should start to shave just like the woman against the wall did hers, with a thin strip of pubic hair still above the clit. 

Frank took that as a signal, and moved closer. "Do you mind?" he asked, followed by "You are an extremely beautiful woman." I waited a couple of seconds to see what Pete might do, and when he did nothing (waiting for me to decide) I responded "Oh, maybe for a minute.", not knowing what else to say.

Frank moved in front of me and I was sandwiched between he and Pete. Pete was still fingering my very wet cunt and Frank moved in and slipped his hand into my blouse, cupping my little tit. He pinched the nipple and pulled it a bit. "mmmmmm" I moaned, without realizing what I was doing. Here was a complete stanger feeling me up while my hubby fingered me! And yet it seemed completely natural here! Frank unbuttoned my blouse and used both of his hands to kneed my breasts, which were completely exposed for anyone to see. Then he leaned over and kissed me, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I responded and put my arms around his neck, losing control. Frank then moved one of his hands down my tummy to just above my clit, looked over my shoulder at Pete, and simply asked him, "May I"? Pete immediately moved his hand away from my pussy and said "Sure, go ahead".

Franks hand finished the journey to my wet cunt, and he proceeded to finger me rather strongly, now holding my waist with his other arm. His finger was sliding over my clit while he finger fucked me furiously. I leaned back against my husband and let this stranger completely have my pussy.

"You like that, don't you you litte slut." Frank said. "You like letting strangers finger you in front of your man". 

"Oh god, yes." was all I could manage. 

"And what about you Pete?" Frank asked, "Do you like seeing your sweet little wife get her cunt fingered?" I was moaning loudly now.

"This is fuckin' great!" Pete exclaimed.

Frank fingered me for several minutes and then removed his finger from my dripping cunt, put it purposely up to his mouth, and sucked my juices from it. Then he grabbed me by the arm and announced "Come Pete, let us put your sweetheart on a chair where you can suck her horny little cunt in front of everybody." He led me to a chair near the dance floor and pushed me into it. I immediately spread my legs wide and lifted my skirt. There were several people watching, and clearly enjoying the view! Pete got between my legs and started to suck my aching cunt. He is so good at that in no time he had me on the edge. I forgot about Frank for a second and grabbed my husbands head while he licked and fingered me. I looked up and Franks cock was about two inched from my mouth. Before I could react, he grabbed me by the back of my head and pulled me to his dick. I opened my mouth and accepted his meat, which was about average size (like Pete), but circumsized (which Pete is not). I started to suck my first man other than my husband in 18 years! I tasted his salty-sweet pre-cum and pumped him like a whore. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Pete was looking up at the action while he continued to lick me. 

"Suck my fucking dick you little whore" Frank exclaimed as he pumped into me. "That's it, let me fuck your pretty mouth!"

That was it. I started to cum and thrashed about, moaning very loudly. Frank proceeded to fill my mouth with his seed and grunted like an animal as he fucked my face. He held my head on his cock so I would swallow it, and swallow it I did, except for a trickle that escaped out of the corner of my mouth. Then Pete, who must have been jerking himself while he licked me, stood up and grabbed my head away from Frank as he finished, thrust his cock into my mouth, and blew the most enormous load into my mouth. I gagged slightly from the torrent, but mananged to swallow most of it down.

Frank smiled, leaned over and kissed me deeply, not minding that my mouth still had the residual cum from himself and Pete. "Thank you my lady, you are beautiful". And then to Pete, "This is one special lady you have Pete, a lady and a slut, the absolute best combination a man could ever hope for". Pete agreed heartily.

On the drive home, Pete and I could hardly keep our hands off one another. It was the most difficult drive we've ever had. As soon as we got in the house, Pete literally ripped my blouse off me, threw me on the bed, and took his slut wife hard for the first of three times that night, pounding his cock into my cunt. It was raw fucking. I couldn't believe how good the sex was, and was certainly open to trying other swinging situations now.

That was 5 years ago, and led to many other stories as I turned into a bona-fide slut wife. Perhaps I shall share some of those too, shall I?

Diane Becomes A Slut Ch. 2



After our first experience at the off-premise club, we returned a couple of times, and each time was as hot as the first, but not remarkably different. For that reason I will not relate those stories, but will instead tell you how I moved to the next level of sluthood.

We had found our experiences at the club sexy and exhilarating, and each time the drive home was very difficult due to our horniness. Also, we both felt it was perhaps time to try something a little different. Our opportunity to try came up when Pete heard of an "on-premise" club in our own city, and was anxious for us to give it a try. To make it even better, Friday nights were "singles night", which the owner said usually consisted of 20+ extremely horny guys joining the dozen or so couples that would show up. Pete said that at first he seemed almost apologetic, since many couples look for single ladies to join with them. But when Pete explained that we were in fact looking for guys, the owner brightened up considerably, and gave us the details on how to find them, and what time to show up.

For the week before our planned outing to this new club, Pete was incredibly horny. We fucked every night before the big Friday, and Pete had taken to either telling me raunchy stories as we fucked, or asking that I did. The stories were always about other guys joining in with us, and we tried to imagine what it would be like to be at this new "fuck-club" as we started calling it.

Finally the "big night" arrived! I was so nervous I almost refused to go. Once again, Pete assured me that I was in total control, and that it was entirely up to me how far we went and who got to do what with me. Of course I think he realized by now that I really was a horny little slut and once things got going I was sure to want cock! I dressed in a little black wrap-around skirt, a white blouse, thigh-high nylons, and "cum fuck me shoes" as Pete likes to call them (really they're beautiful strapped shoes with 4 inch heels ). Pete wore black jeans, a black T-shirt, a black sports jacket, and his black cowboy boots (he says they're Calvary boots), a look that gets me so wet!

As before, we arrived at the club a little early, and rang the doorbell. We could tell someone looked through the peep hole in the door, which promply unlatched and swung open. We were greeted by Jack, the doorman to the club, who ushered us inside. Jack took down all of the necessary information, and collected our fee for the night. Then Paul, the owner, came over to chat. He wanted to be very sure we knew what we were getting into here, and took us for a little walk around the club. It consisted of a small bar and dance floor, a lounge with couches to sit and talk, and the "party area" which was actually three rooms with mattresses on the floors and one queen sized bed in the smallest room (barely room for the bed). Paul said that nudity and fucking were only allowed in the party area, and if we were to partake, we would have to accept the fact that others would be walking around fully clothed and just watching. Paul was especially intent on me when he told us these things, wanting to ensure I was OK with it. 

After all, he sure didn't want anyone to have any nasty surprises in his club. We asked a few questions and learned that, as with any swinging situation, no meant NO, and that pretty much everyone respected that. If any of the single guys did not take no for an answer, or if they got rough in any way, we were to call any of the staff and the "gentleman" would be shown the door in very short order. I guessed that since pretty woman were the attraction of the club, and since the single guys were charged quite a dollar to get in, they did not want to take any chances that would scare off the ladies or ruin the reputation of the club. In essence, we ladies were the life-blood of this club.

We then returned to the bar, ordered a couple of drinks, and settled in to watch the action. As promised, several couples (maybe a dozen, although I don't think quite that many) showed up. There were easily 20 single guys, and no single women. A few couples danced, and one or two of the guys either ended up joining them on the dance floor, or at least trying to. We decided to see what the lounge would be like.

There were about 15 separate couches in the lounge area, and we picked one where we could see the maximum of the room. Pete sat by the arm of the couch, with me beside him. I noticed he started doing this, presumeably to allow room for someone to sit beside me on the other side. Several other couples were already there, either chatting with each other, or chatting with some of the guys. It all seemed pretty tame so far, without so much as a kiss being exchanged.

"May I sit here?", a man interupted my thoughts. I looked him over, perhaps in a bit too judgemental fashion. He wasn't a movie star, but certainly wasn't bad either. He seemed to be perhaps 5 years younger than us.

"Oh, sure.", I managed to say. He sat down, far too close to me if this were any other type of club, but for this place, probably standard. 

"I've never been here before, perhaps you could explain what I should expect." he said. We were to learn over the months we came to this club that this would be a standard line used to break the ice. Whether it was true or not, it was always a way to get the conversation going.

"This is our first time too!" I exclaimed "So I guess we'll just have to discover what happens at the same time."

"That sounds fair, my name is Stan." he said, and first shook my hand. Then he leaned over me a bit to shake Pete's hand. We introduced ourselves and started to make small talk. Pete let me do the talking, and just kept an eye on things. 

As we chatted, I could see a pretty woman across from us and one couch down drape her legs over the men on either side of her, allowing them to see and touch her pussy. They were taking turns kissing her, slipping their fingers into her as they did so, and she was clearly enjoying it. I glanced down at both Stan and Petes laps to see if they were reacting to the scene. Boy were they ever enjoying the action! They both had noticeable bulges in their pants.

Stan dropped his hand to his side between us and an started to trace the outside of my thigh ever so lightly. I was to learn that this was another common step in the "couple meeting single guys in a club scene". The guys always touched my thigh lightly, so see how far I'd let them go. If I didn't stop them, then it was "all clear" I guess! Well, it must have been completely confusing for Stan, because Pete picked that exact moment to stand up, take my hand, and announce to Stan that we were going to look around some more! Stan looked so dejected....poor guy. 

Pete and I walked around, and made our way to the play area. There was one couple on a mattress there, and the man was fucking his woman as if they were at home, oblivious to the 3 single guys and now two couples watching. As we watched, more people started coming in, as if there was a signal that the party was on. The woman from the couch with her two guys came in, and had a third in guy tow! They went straight into the small room and she lay down and immediately spread her legs. Pete took my hand and we followed them in. Good thing we did, because the small room quickly filled as she allowed two of the guys to lie on either side of her. 

They lifted her dress and one of them started finger fucking her madly! The third guy didn't really have room, and just sat at the bottom of the bed and rubbed her leg. I watched as the guy who was not fingering her got on his knees beside her, undid his pants, and pulled out his cock. She grabbed for it, led him to her mouth, and started to suck him. In the meantime, the guy fingering her stopped long enough to ease the straps of her dress over her shoulders, allowing both men to gain access to her now bear breasts. He too got to his knees so that he could lean over and suck on her nipple. She moaned and massaged the big bulge between his legs. This was the opportunity the third guy was looking for, and he quickly positioned himself between her legs, undid his pants and pulled them down to his thighs. A very respectable cock popped out and he grabbed under her knees, positioned his dick at the entrance to her obviously wet slit, and slid it all the way in with one stroke.

He started fucking her wildly, as she sucked one guy and the other sucked her tits. I looked around. There was only one other couple who made it into the room, and there must have been 8 or 9 guys watching. Some of them already had their dicks out and were pumping them as they watched! I suddenly started to get very wet. I wanted very much to grab some of those beautiful cocks and stroke them, suck them.

Pete grabbed my ass, and rubbed the back of my thigh. I moaned softly, so horny. I noticed several of the guys alternated between watching the woman on the bed and me! Petes hand traced along the back of my thigh, between my legs, and up to my sopping wet cunt. He slipped two fingers in from behind, and started to gently pump them in and out. My breathing grew ragged.

I felt a slight tracing up the outside of my left thigh! I looked over, and Stan was standing beside me, looking directly into my eyes. He smiled. I managed a smile back just as the guy fucking on the bed grunted loudly. I looked over to see him shuddering and bucking into her, obviously emptying his load into her ravaged cunt. She moaned as he did so, clearly enjoying this man filling her with his cum. The guy who was sucking her breasts moved between her legs as the other guy, now spent, pulled out of her and moved off the bed. She reached down and guided her new lover into her very wet hole, not stopping her sucking action for a moment.

"You like this? Isn't it great?" Pete whispered into my ear. I answered by moaning and sliding my hand down the front of his jeans to the bulge between his legs. I could feel the outline of his hard cock through his jeans. Oh how I needed some of that hard cock right now! Petes hand left my wet pussy and traveled over my bum to my back. He ground his groin into my hand as it rubbed his stiffness.

Stan turned to face me more, and placed his left hand firmly on my thigh. He started moving it up and paused when he reached the smooth, delicate skin above my thigh-high. He stroked me lightly there for a moment, and leaned down to kiss me. Being a good couple of inches taller than Pete, I had to really "look up" to respond. As Stans lips touched mine, I slipped my tongue into his mouth and our tongues danced. Petes hand returned to my ass, and he proceeded to massage my bare ass under my skirt. I moaned, louder this time. Stans hand continued its trek upward, and he reached my steaming wet pussy. He rubbed over my clit and into my vagina, gently fucking me with his finger. His tongue now probed my mouth, and I sucked it like a little penis.

Stans lips left mine, and we returned to watching the woman on the bed. The second guy to fuck her was pounding into her juicy cunt. Since we were behind them, I could see his ass clenching with each thrust. Stan started to use two fingers to fuck me, sliding them expertly over my clit as he did so. I reached down and rubbed his cock through his pants, and fumbled for the zipper. Then Pete moved behind me and reached around to unbutton my blouse, freeing my small breasts for everyone to see. He squeezed them, and pulled on my nipples. I watched the woman on the bed, and saw several of the guys around the bed staring at me hungrily, pumping their cocks, egging me on. By this time I had managed to free Stans dick, and pumped it as I watched the scene before me. Some pre-cum was leaking from the tip, and I used this to lubricate his shaft so I could more easily stroke his oh so hard cock with my small hand.

Then the woman on the bed began to cum. She moaned so loud I was sure people on the street below must be able to hear her! Both of her male friends also began to moan loudly, and they all erupted in the most amazing simultaneous orgasm. The two guys pulled their dicks out of her as they exploded, covering her face and her tummy with their seed. It was beautiful!

Then she looked directly at me, motioned to her two friends to get off the bed, and said "Next!", smiling as she left the bed.

Stan immediately backed onto the bed, pulling me along. I wasn't sure I was ready for this, but I was way too horny to stop him. As Stan backed onto the bed, he paused to remove his pants completely, and moved right up to the top of the bed where he could lean against the wall, pulling me along. He guided my mouth to his big cock, glistening with the pre-cum I had used to stroke him with. For a moment, I panicked....where was Pete!? Then I felt him behind me, lifting my skirt so all the horny guys could see my soaking wet slit. He moved beside me and faced my rear, rubbing his hand lewdly over my ass hole and into my steaming wetness over and over. I accepted Stans cock into my mouth and sucked. He was quite a bit bigger than Pete, perhaps 7 and a half or 8 inches, and pretty thick. I pumped him with my mouth and hand, enjoying the warmth of his very hard dick, tasting his pre-cum.

I could tell he wouldn't last long. He started to shake the way guys do when they're losing control and put his hands on the back of my head, helping me pump his cock. In the meantime, Pete was spreading my ass cheeks, showing everyone his horny wet wife! Then I felt another pair of fingers enter my pussy, fucking me hard and fast. I moaned very loudly, and leaned back into the hand, begging for it to fuck me. Stan grunted loudly, signalling that he was about to fill my mouth with his hot salty load. I pursed my lips over the head of his dick, and pumped him quickly with my hand. Pete started to finger my tight ass as the stranger fingered my cunt. Stan erupted into my mouth. I took his whole load, then looked up into his eyes and purposely opened my mouth to let some of his cum dribble down my chin. "God you are one fantastic little slut woman" was all he could manage, smiling weakly.

Before I knew it, the stranger who had been fingering my pussy was beside me to my left, his cock out, and urging me to turn to suck it. I needed no encouragement and took his member into my mouth. I was now sideways to the bottom of the bed, sucking another complete stranger! Pete moved behind me and guided his hard cock into my very wet hole. He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me, slamming into my pussy. I could feel his balls banging against my clit as he fucked me from behind.

"Oh yeah babe, suck him while I bang your hot cunt!" he yelled. "That's it, fuck his dick with your pretty mouth!" I did as I was told.

Then the stranger lifted my head from his cock, which was relatively small, but very tasty! He looked into my face and told me he wanted me to jack him off, to give him a hand job while he licked my face. This was new, I thought to myself. Petes body was slapping against my ass as he fucked me hard. I started pumping the strangers cock, and looked into his eyes. He pulled me forward slightly and licked my lips and my chin. "That's it, pump my cock, oh yeah, pump it" he was saying. "Use your pretty hand on my hard dick."

Two more guys moved to the edge of the bed. One of them reached under and squeezed my left tit, massaging it. The other was pumping himself near my thigh, boldly stroking the tip of his dick on my thigh every once in a while, leaving a trail of his slick pre-cum for all to see. The stranger I was pumping looked deeply into my eyes, "I'm going to cum over your pretty hand, and I want you to lick it up, will you please?" he pleaded. I knew what he wanted to hear. "I want to feel your cock explode as I pump you" I said. "I want you to cum all over my hands so I might lick it from between my fingers. Yes, soak my hands!" I said as he started to squirt his hot fluid over my hands and onto his belly.

I dutifully started to lick my hands, paying close attention to the spot between my fingers, letting my tongue out far enough that everyone could see what I was doing. Pete exploded in my cunt. "OH YEAH!! I'M CUMMING!" It was too much for the guy pumping himself at my thigh, and he spurted all over my thigh, grunting mightily.

I realized that I had not cum yet, and began to worry that I might not be able to achieve relief until we got home! That would be terrible! I needn't have worried. As Pete removed his softening dick from my now soaking wet cunt, Stan moved in for seconds. His big cock slid all the way in with one massive stroke. He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me. This was the first man other than Pete to actually fuck me in over 18 years! And this wasn't making love, this was raw animal fucking. I felt Petes cum leaking from my pussy and down the insides of my thighs as this man used my cunt for his pleasure.

He started to grunt as he pumped, already getting close. I moaned loudly. Pete exclaimed "Yeah, fuck my little whore! Oh yeah, fuck that tight little slut for me!"

"Oh yes, FUCK ME!" I yelled as I started to cum. "Oh God YES!!!!"

The guy stilling fondling my little tit came first, holding the head of his dick against the side of my tit and pumping. I felt his hot cum splash against my tittie as he groaned. His cum soaked my breast, dripping onto the bed below.

"Oh YES, USE ME!" I yelled. "FUCK ME HARD!"

Stan exploded into my pussy, holding my hips hard to his body as he jerked and spasmed. "AARRRRGHHH" he screamed. I came for what seemed like eternity, my cunt holding Stans big cock, my face, hands, tits, thighs, and cunt all dripping with the seed from several men.

When we were finished, Stan thanked me for an awesome evening, and asked Pete if he could see us again. Pete explained that the only way would be at clubs like this, and ushered me through the pawing hands back to the bar. I was exhausted, but very satisfied.

"You OK hun?" Pete asked, clearly concerned for his wife.

I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer. "Oh yes. And I want more. I want to come back and let men use me. I want them to fuck me like a whore. Oh God yes I'm fine." I smiled at Pete, and he returned the smile. He now had what he wanted. A slut for his wife.

But I was just getting started. Shall I go on? ;-)



Diane Becomes A Slut Ch. 3



We loved the on-premise club we had discovered in our city, and ended up going there at least once a month, sometimes twice. Although we did occasionally go on nights other than "singles night," we much preferred those nights where I could have several men if I so desired. There were even times when the feeling was just not quite right and we ended up doing nothing at all. Usually these nights involved some of the single guys just being too aggressive.

One week, after we had already decided to go to the club that coming Friday, Pete emerged from his den all excited after a phone call with a friend of ours. He had that twinkle in his eyes that told me he had plans for me, something that I had learned to both dread and anticipate. I dreaded it because I am typically very shy, and very nervous to try new things. I anticipated it because I almost always thoroughly enjoyed myself once I allowed myself to let go a bit.

"OK, what's up mister?" I asked, giving him my best 'you had better be level with me' look.

"Ha Ha, well, I've got plans for this Friday!" he blurted out.

"And.....?" I insisted.

"Well, you know the central park? Jason says that couples go there, park in the parking lots, and single guys......um, watch them. I would have never believed it!"

It took a minute for that to sink in. "And you want us to go to the park and make out in front of a bunch of horny guys!?" I exclaimed. "No way!"

"Why not?" Pete asked. "We'd be in our car, with the windows up and the doors locked, and we wouldn't really need to make out. I'd just like you to give them a bit of a show to help get us nice and horny before we go to the club. And it's not much different than being in the club. Safer even! After all, the doors will be locked."

"I don't know," was all I could muster. "I guess we could drive by and see what happens."

Pete assured me that as always, I would be in full control, and we'll just take it slowly and see what happens.

When Friday arrived, I was once again quite nervous. Although I had started to get used to the "pre-club" jitters, this was different. Pete was clearly delighted with the idea though, and as we drove off, he stole glances at my attire, which was suitably slutty for the club of course. I was wearing a white blouse and brown sweade mini skirt, "stay-up" nylons, and of course a pair of "cum fuck me shoes." As usual, no panties or bra.

We drove to the park, and immediately noticed an unusual behaviour. Several cars seemed to be driving from parking lot to parking lot in the park, checking any parked cars to see if there was anyone in them. Pete chuckled and said, "Might as well join the procession." 

After about 10 minutes of this, we were starting to wonder if the story was even true. Then, we happened upon a parked car that clearly had a couple sitting in the front seat. Two cars with single guys pulled in and parked nearby, not right beside the car with the couple, but close enough that they could easily see any major activity that may occur. Pete pulled into a space right behind the couples car and to the right, and a little close for my comfort. We waited.

After a couple of minutes, the couple started kissing, gently at first and then with more passion. I wasn't sure, but it looked as though the guy was fondling her breast as they kissed. It didn't take long to confirm that there was something hotter than regular necking going on in there. The next thing I knew he clearly undid her blouse and exposed her breasts to anyone who may want to see! Then, he leaned down to suck her nipple. I hadn't noticed the two guys who parked nearby had gotten out of their cars, but noticed when they suddenly arrived alongside the couples car and peered inside. They were right beside their car! We were starting to lose our view, since 4 or 5 other single guys seemed to appear out of nowhere and stand right next to the couples car. I let out a little gasp when, almost in unison, they started to pull out their dicks and jerk off right out in public as they watched the couple in the car. We no longer had any idea what was happening in the car.

Pete looked over, "Wow, that's something else! I would NEVER have believed that if I hadn't seen it." he said. "Let's drive some more."

I muttered something in agreement, but honestly was having a little trouble concentrating. I was watching at least 7 guys pulling on their dicks, in public, right in front of me! Pete drove off.

He pulled into a fairly deserted parking lot and pulled into a darker corner which was not as well lit by the street lights. He turned off the engine, and I gulped.

"Well, what did you think of that?" he asked.

"It was OK," I seldom would show my true interest at this stage, I was so nervous.

Pete leaned over and kissed me. "It's OK hun, just relax," he said. "Remember, just tell me if you want to stop." With that he slipped his tongue into my mouth.

Our tongues danced and I noticed that I was already wet from the little show we had just witnessed. Of course we had seen couples in action and guys jerking off many times at the club, but something about it in this park seemed more animalistic, more raw. Pete ran his hand up my side and fondled my breast.

"mmmmmmm," I moaned, and wrapped my arms around his head, kissing him deeply.

He tweaked my nipple and squeezed my breast harder. I was so wet. I needed cock.

Pete continued to kiss me deeply, and although I didn't realize it at the time, I think he was probably holding the kiss to block my view outside the car. He unbuttoned my white blouse and moved the flimsy material aside, exposing my small B cup tit. I unconsciously shifted my bum and started to spread my legs, at which time Pete slipped his hand off my boob and moved it to my inner thigh, now totally exposed. He rubbed up my thigh straight to my dripping wet pussy, and massaged my clit. I moaned louder.

"You like that?" he asked, breaking the kiss but keeping his face right in front of me.

"mmmmmm, yes," I replied, and spread my legs further, lewdly allowing my husband to finger fuck me in the car.

"hmmm, so do they," he said.

That brought me back to reality in a flash! I snapped my legs closed, pushed Pete away a bit, and was greeted with the view of four guys standing right beside our car, each of them pumping his dick. I could see the pre-cum oozing out of two of them, and they were clearly enjoying the show!

"I don't know about this," I blurted out.

"Relax hun, just enjoy yourself," Pete replied. "Just think about your own pleasure, remember the doors are locked, and think about how horny you are making these guys! It's quite a compliment you know."

I fixated on the guy closed to my window, pumping his big cock for me, clearly showing me his manhood. It was quite large and he was pumping it slowly up and down it's full length, watching me intently as he did so. He looked at my crotch, and sort of motioned with his head, clearly telling me he wanted me to spread my legs again and show him what he was fantisizing about. My tits were still in full view.

Without thinking, I shifted my bum down on the chair, and spread my legs as wide as I could in the car. Pete obliged the guys by reaching down and spreading my pussy lips open. You could clearly see my sopping wet vagina. I reached down and started to rub circles on my clit, all the while watching the big cock beside me get stroked.

"That's it. Show these guys your wet cunt. Spread your legs for them like the little slut you are," Pete whispered horsely in my ear. "Oh yeah, look how each of them would just love to take that little fuck hole."

I looked around at the other 6 or 7 guys around the car, each of them stroking their cock, each cock totally different. I moaned and spread my legs a little further. Pete was right, I had an incredible feeling of power and self-satisfaction. I knew at that moment the power a true slut has over men. I knew I could do anything with them, have any of them, make them do anything. One guy exploded on the window, his cock spurting jet after jet of hot cum. I watched it dribble down the window, and turned my attention back to the other hard dicks presented before me. The guys were all pumping faster now, and Pete was furiously fingering my sopping wet pussy. My legs were spread lewdly and I was moaning loudly. Another guy came on the hood of the car.

Suddenly I looked at Pete. "I have to," I said.

"What?!" he exclaimed, not knowing what I meant.

I sat up a bit, and eased the window down just a bit. Instantly the guy with the big dick had it in the car, inched from my face. I leaned over and took him in my mouth, tasting his sweet-salty pre-cum, and started to suck him and pump him.

"Oh yeah! Suck my dick you little slut!" he almost yelled, his body pressed up as close against the car as he could.

I did. I felt his dick swell up after just a minute or so, and he started to cum. I pulled away a bit and pumped his big cock, letting his seed splash all over my face, and came myself as Pete continued to finger my soaking cunt with two fingers.

"OH GOD!!! I'M CUMMING SO HARD!!" I yelled.

"YYEEAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" the guy screamed as he unloaded stream after stream of hot sticky cum onto my face.

I sat back, closed the window, and looked at my husband. My face was covered in cum, and it dribbled down my chin and on to my blouse, soaking it.

"Let's go to the club dear. I need something more than your fingers in there," I said somewhat dreamily.

Pete smiled, started the car, and pulled out of the lot, leaving a bunch of horny guys behind, wishing we would return.

We will, but in time.