14 comments/ 62710 views/ 14 favorites Slut Wife - Wild Weekend First Night By: policywank Before proceeding please read the title, story tags and my profile to determine if the subject matter is to your liking. .......................................................... It was later afternoon on a Thursday. Heather and Bill had just flown into Chicago for their weekend with Roxanne and Peter - an experienced slut wife and cuckold. Roxanne, Heather, Peter and Bill were still in the limo on the way from the airport to Roxanne and Peter's luxury condo. Heather could still taste Peter's cum and her head was buzzing with excitement. The thought of getting her pussy stuffed with strange cock filled her desires. And the submission implied by the cock cages just fitted onto Peter and Bill fed strength and confidence into her newly dominant role. Roxy could see that Heather was itching to be fucked. That was such a rude almost masculine way of saying it, but that is one of the many benefits of becoming a slut wife. She no longer thought in socially acceptable terms. Society did not accept her lifestyle and she did not accept society's views. Heather was now, like Roxanne, a slut. She could call sex whatever she wanted and right now she felt dirty. Roxy continued to lean into Bill with her firm soft tits, filling his senses with her feminine scent. She lightly teased his cock through his pants causing him to groan in exquisite pleasure and gentle discomfort as his cock expanded to a larger size than the steel rings restraining it. "Are you enjoying yourself Bill?" asked Roxanne. He stiffened a bit a nodded in the affirmative as she gently squeezed his balls. "Remember, I am not going to leave you trapped in this thing or use it as a means of humiliating you. It is simply part of your preparation for later tonight and part of your long-term training when you return home with Heather." Roxanne released her hand from Bill's crotch and sat forward on her seat to address Peter and Heather as well as Bill. As she did so her back naturally arched and pushed her magnificent tits forward. The snug leather of her dress contained them and pushed them together at the same time. This subtle movement drew Bill's eyes to her cleavage. He was in her thrall and had no ability mask his greedy glance. Roxanne liked the way he was submitting to her and gave him a subtle smile and squeeze of his thigh. Heather was surprised to see how quickly and expertly Roxanne had claimed Bill's attentions. Roxanne addressed Heather and Bill. "We have a few more minutes before we get home. The things we are going to do this weekend are just a reflection of how I have chosen to define our lifestyle. If you guys stay on this path, Heather will make her own ground rules when you get home. And it certainly isn't for me to say what works for you two." "However, I would like you to understand something very clearly. The vast majority of people will not accept your lifestyle. A beautiful woman like Heather will have no problem attracting men, but they still bring their egos and insecurities." "Some will be unable to wrap their head around being with a woman who has sex with other men. Even though most of the women they have sex with may be very sexually active, they convince themselves to believe otherwise. Your mere existence threatens their carefully constructed delusions and their reaction will almost certainly be negative and undesirable." "Even the men who accept the idea of a slut, will likely feel the need to bring her down by being abusive and demeaning. She is acceptable as a fuck toy to their overpowering masculinity - or so the narrative seems to play in their heads. But their egos cannot accept her as a sexually dynamic being, let alone her sexual superiority. Again these guys are volatile and likely to be unpleasant to both a slut wife and her cuckold." Roxanne glanced at Bill again squeezing his thigh to make the obvious connection - he was now a cuckold to Heather. "Many men will happily fuck a cheating wife, but be suddenly unable to cope with a liberated sexual being like a slut wife. They will wrap it up in a moral judgment - as if banging someone else's wife behind their back is somehow more acceptable." "Like I said Heather will make her own decisions. Just be aware that this weekend's activities are staged for your benefit. The men you will meet this weekend have all been previously vetted by me. Each is comfortable with the idea of and experienced with sharing a slut wife. But this cannot be expected from any given group of guys. To get to this stage you will have to seek out men on your own and slowly determine who you can bring home and whom you must delude." Bill vividly imagined his sexy wife fucking guys in hotel rooms, bars and backseats.....each thinking she is a slut wife cheating on her husband.......not knowing he is waiting at home fully aware of her activities. It was all new, exciting and more than a little intimidating. But at this moment he preferred the idea of knowing about her escapades. And he wanted the other men to know too. The limousine slowed and stopped in front of a luxury condominium building. "We are here party-goers!" exclaimed Roxanne. Roxy grabbed Heather's hand and pulled her out of the car behind her as Hector the doorman opened their door. The ladies stopped briefly to flirt with Hector, while the men waited to exit the back of the limo. They watched each of the ladies stand on tip-toes to give Hector a soft hug and kiss on both cheeks. Each back arching and each heart shaped ass almost seeming to reach back towards the car as these sluts pressed themselves into Hector. When they moved out of the way Peter greeted the handsome young Hector with a casualness that belied the fact that Hector had been inside of Peter's wife many times. Hector envied both Peter and Bill as all three men watched the beautiful sluts walk to the entrance. He even made a point of telling Peter that he was off work at 11:00 p.m. and asked Peter to make sure Roxy knew. It was a surreal moment for Bill - Hector knew that a party was in the works, he knew the decision of whether he got an invitation was Roxy's and by all accounts he would do anything for an invitation. The shamelessness of it all left him almost gasping for air. And the comfort with which they were all so exposed in their most taboo desires opened his mind and made his cock ache with pleasure. Or maybe that was just the cage Roxy had put on him......to remind him of her. As that thought crossed his mind, she was walking away with Heather and all three men were staring at the beautiful site......Bill felt a surge and thrust of desire along the length of his cock just as Roxy turned and smiled..."C'mon fellas, you want to party don't you?" "She knew we were watching her." thought Bill. "But she wasn't a tease about it. She likes us watching her and uses it to exercise control.....exquisite control that made Bill look forward to the coming events more than if he was in control." Roxanne and Heather smiled and turned knowing full well the men would be hot on their heels. The ladies waited for Bill to open the door (Hector had fallen behind while staring at their asses). As she passed him Roxy brushed his caged cock and balls with her hand, gently squeezing and giving him a knowing smile. She knew that what she had said about the cage stimulating him had already happened - back there at the car. Watching her had caused his cock to twitch, feel the constraint and be reminded of her. It pleased her and it pleased Bill to please Roxy. Inside the lobby Roxy looped her arm around Heather's and pulled the two of them up to the security guard. It was Louis, the man with the big black dick and the gentle demeanour. As soon as Heather saw Louis her back straightened and her nipples got very hard. Bill saw her sexy hips swing just a little bit more for Louis. And he was suddenly struck by how much skin she was showing even though she wore full length pants. Heather's dainty manicured feet were completely naked in strappy high heels. Her hip bone peaked above her low riding leather pants and every inch of flesh to the underside of where her cable knit top cupped her boobs was exposed. When she hugged Louis his big hands covered her lower back and drifted softly across the top of her ass as she released him. After the ladies greeted Louis warmly, just as they had Hector, Peter and Bill walked by with a casual hello. Louis was as jealous and hopeful as Hector but far more discrete....wishing them a good evening only slightly more enthusiastically than normal hoping Peter would pick up on his meaning. Peter smiled and asked what time he would be off work. Peter knew that in making such a gesture he might irritate Roxanne, but he saw Heather's interest in Louis and the question was innocuous enough to be non-committal in any way. "11:00." "Well, nice not to be on the night shift.....gives you some time to enjoy your evening." "Yes, yes sir it does said Louis." thankfully. He may not be in for this evening but Peter had done all he could and Louis was genuinely appreciative. As they entered the elevator, Roxy gave Peter a soft kiss and caress of his achingly hard cock. She did not see Peter's interaction with Louis as interceding on her dominance. She saw him as a loyal lover and supporter gathering information to keep her options open. Roxy was pleased with Peter and Bill and couldn't wait to see Heather get fucked. Ever so briefly she had some of the rush that Peter had and Bill would get.....helping and watching a slut get fucked. Bill watched Heather from behind in the mirror of the elevator. She was not focussing on anything particular. She smiled at him in the mirror then backed into him so that her ass ground into his crotch. As she took his hand and wrapped it around her waist he looked at her in the mirror. Her nipples were hard and the shape and pinkish brown of her areolas were clearly visible. Her pussy was so wet and engorged that Bill could almost see her pulse through her clingy leather pants. She ground her perfect ass into his thigh and pulled his hands onto her tits pushing up her top. While he kneaded her nice firm tits, she leaned back so her mouth was at his ear and her back was arched. "I hope you want to see me get fucked like this Bill." she whispered in his ear. "perched on high heels with me legs spread locked at the knees and bent at the waist, a man's hands on my tits and cock in my pussy. Because it is going to happen." Everybody gathered their senses as the elevator doors opened. The two sluts walked down the hall with their men dutifully behind them. When they got into the condo, Roxy instructed both men to remove their clothes. The women watched as Peter and Bill peeled off their clothes. Roxy retrieved two 6' chains from a closet then clipped one to each man's cock and ball cage. "Aren't we lucky to have such fine male specimens at or beckon call Heather." said Roxy as she handed the slut end of Bill's leash to Heather. "Indeed we are.....very lucky." enthused Heather as she gave her cuckold a soft kiss while she traced her manicured fingernails gently over his ball sack. Like the cages these leashes were primarily symbolic. Either man surely had the strength to break the delicate chain, which made their willingness not to do so all the more compelling as a signal of their submission. Roxanne led Heather around the condominium giving her the full tour, with their cuckolds in tow. Peter and Bill kept their eyes glued to their slut wives to make sure they didn't get too far ahead - neither wanted to feel the yank of that chain on the cage enclosing their manhood. The final stop was the recreation room where most of the weekend's action would take place. "Heather I love those pants, but we are going to have to find something a bit more easily accessible if we are going to get that slutty pussy stuffed with cock. Let's have a look at what you brought." "Go and fetch my suitcase from the entrance." Heather ordered Bill, handing him the end of his leash so he was free to exit the room. When he returned she instructed him to remove her clothes and lay them out on a nearby side table for her and Roxanne to review. Before inspecting the clothes Roxanne took the slut end of both leashes and led the men over to the bar area. Lifting the folding section of counter that led behind the bar she brought both men in and attached the loop of their leashes to a rail at crotch height that ran the length of the bar - it gave them room to move about behind the bar but not exit. Again, there was no lock. Either man could have unclipped himself easily. And both were eager to display their submission by not doing so. Roxy went back to Heather where they talked about the options. She suggested a short skirt that was slit up to the waist on both sides. It was a polyester blend of soft flowing material. It would have been very tight if not for the side slits which made it hang like two pieces of material each clinging to her luscious body with every movement. The slits made it obvious she wore no panties and the skirt was barely long enough to cover her perky ass and slutty pussy. For the top they choose another half top sweater. This one buttoned in the front and didn't cup her tits. It just covered the front leaving her under boob revealed. And the knit was much more open so that when her tits stretched it out her soft pale skin was visible through the openings and her large hard nipples were clearly visible. Women will recognize this type of accent piece as something they would wear over another top as an accent - clearly not sufficient for modesty on its own. Heather admired herself in the mirror for a moment wondering if she would ever have the courage to wear this in public. "Yes, very soon." thought Heather. The women then left the room to go look at Roxy's wardrobe. She came back wearing a mini-dress made from the same kind of material as Heather's skirt. Snug and thin it clung to her every curve. It was also slit up to her waist on the side and low cut to where the spaghetti straps holding it up just barely allowed the flimsy dress to cover her big tits. The back flap of material was so intent on resting on the shelf of her ass that a man on his knees could see her pussy from behind. "Roxanne should I have Bill clean-up these clothes he laid out for me?" "No need darling. You may want a wardrobe change later and you might as well have it close by." The first knock on the door was Carl the neighbour. He had been aching for tonight and arrived at precisely the time Roxy had told him to arrive. Carl had separated from his wife so he no longer had to plan around her absences. She jumped up to answer the door. They could hear her in the entrance opening the door a cooing over Carl's promptness. Teasing him she said "I do like an obedient man." Carl tentatively walked over to the bar and said hello to Peter. Before he had a chance to be introduced to Bill, Heather came up to him and offered her hand. He stood transfixed by her, his eyes unable to resist a look at her beautiful body and slutty outfit. With an understanding smile she asked if he liked what he saw. To Carl it felt like an eternity before he was able to stutter out a response. "Um yes, you are very beautiful......I mean I am sorry for staring.......its just.......wow." "Its ok Carl." smiled Heather. This time she leaned into him giving a full hug and a gentle kiss on each cheek. "Now take you clothes off for me." said Heather in a soft firm voice tempering her smile just enough so that he would know she was serious. "Would you like a drink Carl?" asked Heather as he peeled off his clothes. "Yes, a vodka tonic would be nice." "Bill, make Carls' drink for him." commanded Heather with a smile. When Bill handed Carl his drink the two naked men quietly said hello. That would be Bill's only introduction to one of the men who would soon be fucking his wife. After another 15 minutes came another knock on the door. Roxy's young lover Todd and his cousin Marcus were also on time precisely as Roxy had instructed. When they entered the room Heather was chatting and flirting with Carl who was seated on a high bar stool. When the two new participants were led up to her Heather had her hand high on Carl's thigh stroking him and watching his dick get hard. She pulled away momentarily to greet Todd and Marcus, this time with a wet kiss on the mouth and her hands on their shoulders. Each man instinctively put their hands to her waist and slowly ran them down over her perfect ass. She made no move to discourage their grope. When she pulled away she instructed each of them to remove their clothes. Heather moved back to where Carl was seated on a high barstool and positioned herself half in front of him. She pushed his legs open by backing into them with her ass, leaned into his chest and reached back to stroke his big cock while she watched the two young studs undress for her. "Roxanne you are such a lucky girl to have this stud farm." cooed Heather as she watched Todd and the Marcus pull off their boxers to reveal their big horny young cocks. Roxanne knew they would not have any more visitors for a while and she wanted to let Heather command the action. So she quietly slipped behind the bar where Peter and Bill were more than happy to share her affections. As horny as Heather was she did not want to rush. She flirted and chatted with each man. The sight of her standing in a circle of men each taller than her with big cocks hard and erect for her almost made Bill burst. When she started caressing Carl's dick while kissing him deeply Bill felt his dick twitch. And when the other men started to grope her ass and tits Bill was desperate to cum. Roxanne saw that he might be losing control and distracted him briefly by asking for a drink. While he was getting that drink Heather challenged Carl to a game of pool. When it was Heather's turn to shoot all three men watched quietly almost drooling with anticipation as she bent to take her shot with her ass in the air and her perfectly manicured pussy clearly exposed. When it was Carl turn to shoot she sat on a high bar stool with Todd and Marcus on either side kissing and groping her. At one point Peter looked over and saw the beautiful Heather on the stool with her legs spread. She took turns kissing Todd who was groping her tits and kissing Marcus who had three fingers knuckles deep in her soaking wet pussy. The scene reminded Peter of the story Roxanne had told him about her first night out. He recalled how she said she didn't actually fuck those strange men that had groped her in that bar because only their fingers had been in her pussy. At the time they both bought into that charade - she to assuage her guilt and he to sooth his hurt pride. Now they both knew that Roxanne had cheated that night - she had since apologized and it was in the past. But it occurred to Peter now that the charade had served a more important purpose. He never could have accepted the situation if he perceived it as Roxy submitting to other men. He needed the head space to see that it was Roxanne who had chosen to become a slut and Roxanne who had chosen to make him a cuckold. Submission to Roxanne was easy. And he knew now that was all that would ever be asked from him. She would always maintain the dominant role. Now he saw her first night out as the night she made him a cuckold and claimed the role of dominant mistress for herself. It had been a risky and even careless approach. But now the fact that she had taken what she wanted without asking and so easily brought him into submission reinforced both of their positions in the relationship. It could be no other way. Roxy and Peter smiled at each other, wordlessly sharing this recognition. Slut Wife - Wild Weekend First Night Meanwhile, Bill's eyes were glued on Heather. She was so beautiful and so sexy. Only a strong and confident sexual being can command a situation like that with her legs spread being groped by men. She was not being dominated or used. She was taking what she wanted. She gently but firmly directed their affections and tolerated no disobedience of her orders. Each man was happy to be part of the experience. They knew there was no need to coax her along. She was a liberated slut who wanted the same thing as they did - Roxanne had taught them to relax and enjoy the ride. When it was Heather's turn at the pool table Carl looked over and saw her flimsy top pushed up so that it sat on top of her tits. She gently pushed Todd and Marcus back enough to slide her pretty bare ass off of the barstool. She held one cock in each of her delicate hands not bothering to pull her top down. She hesitated there for a moment kissing each of Todd and Marcus, not willing to let go of her prizes just yet. Finally she released her grip and sauntered over to where Carl stood with a pool cue and his raging hard-on. "Won't you fix my top for me Carl?" giggled Heather in mock dismay shaking her tits back and forth for him. With a nod Carl gently pulled her flimsy top back down over her lovely tits, brushing each one and caressing them as he moved. Every man in the room loved the way she opened herself to his touch. Heather had the natural casualness of a stripper or a whore who was accustomed to men touching her body, but without the emotional detachment. She was there in mind and body enjoying herself, not acting for a pay cheque. She made sure Carl had lots of time to enjoy her tits before taking the pool cue, giving him a wet kiss and squeezing past him to take her shot.....stopping in front of him for just a moment......letting his hard cock rest in the crack of her ass......moving her hips back and forth to tease his cock. When she was done playing with Carl she bent to take her shot. The back of her skirt rode up again exposing her pouty wet pussy lips. Her shot just missed but she stayed partially bent at the waist with her back arched. Looking back at Carl she said. "You want a taste don't you Carl?" Carl was speechless for a moment. "Do you Carl, do you want a taste of my pussy?" "Well for tonight Carl you can taste it any time I show it to you......and I am showing it you now Carl." Heather laughed self-consciously. "Fuck that sounded like a bad porno didn't it." said Heather as she turned to face Carl. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Heather stood there kissing Carl for a long time while he stroked her smooth ass and firm tits. She was all available to him. When Carl ran his fingers up between her pussy lips she smiled and ran her tongue across the surface of his gums under his teeth. When he traced his finger over her asshole she wrapped her fingers around the base of his hard cock and pulled him closer. Heather whispered in Carl's ear. "It's time to fuck me now Carl. I am kind of tired of playing pool. I've been working on some sexy betting game where the winner gets to fuck me.......but I think the cat is out of the bag isn't it Carl. You are all going to fuck me and you know it don't you Carl." Carl kissed her neck and said yes. "Roxy told me you were one of her favourites." said Heather immediately feeling his cock harden and twitch. She pulled back enough to look Carl in the face as her naked ass leaned against the edge of the pool table. Her delicate hand still held his cock firmly. "You like Roxanne don't you Carl?" she said quietly. Heather wasn't being hush hush. She felt the need to be soft and intimate with Carl. She liked him. Bill, watching this whole scene was keenly aware of the degree to which the other two men were restraining themselves. He wasn't sure if Heather was aware of that dynamic. But as a guy he knew that something was keeping Todd and Marcus from pushing in or trying to take control. Roxanne had set the stage, but he thought Heather was managing it rather well. "What is it you like so much about Roxanne, Carl?" said Heather squeezing the base of his cock tighter. "I mean, I can see that she is fucking gorgeous, alluring and sexy. In fact, she has so much of those characteristics that I expect many men don't get around to seeing that she is also very smart and gentle with a good sense of humour." Heather looked at Carl then down at his nice fat dick as she stroked him. "It is all of those things." "But that isn't it, is it Carl?" "There is something else that keeps you panting at the door, ready for anything she will give you.....isn't there Carl?" asked Heather as she squeezed the base of his cock tight. "Tell me Carl. As soon as you tell me you can fuck me." "Ungh." groaned Carl as she pulled on his hard dick. "You think about her all the time don't you Carl?" "Yes." "It is the control isn't it Carl?" asked Heather already knowing the answer and anxious to get to the fucking part. "You like the way she controls you don't you Carl? The way she controls everything here?" "Un huh." said Carl barely able to focus on her questions, distracted by her body, her grip on his cock and the feelings of submission she was prompting in him. "Thank you Carl. I can see why Roxy keeps bringing you back. You are loyal to your mistress. And Roxanne is your mistress isn't she Carl?" This time Carl anxiously nodded his head. The thought of submitting to Roxy.....of her being his master and mistress excited him. "Well I am so glad she allowed you to play with me Carl." Heather unbuttoned her top and stripped it off. Then turning her back to Carl she held his cock and pulled it to her pussy. Just as she had told Bill in the elevator she locked her knees and spread her legs, arching her back as she guided his cock into her. When he began to thrust she pulled his hands around to grip her firm tits. Heather looked over at Bill with a lascivious smile as she got fucked by the first new cock in many years. She was enjoying his cock from the first stroke, but she enjoyed the control even more. The position was hard to maintain - to fuck her properly Carl needed a tight grip on her firm tits, which was a bit uncomfortable. So Heather beckoned Todd and Marcus to come and stand on either side of her. Carl moved his hands down to her waist and kept pumping her pussy. Marcus and Todd each caressed one of her tits and alternated kissing her. The soft kisses of these men so willing to fondle her while she got fucked by another man was just as enjoyable as the hard cock in her slutty pussy. She loved the way they all serviced her needs and desires. Carl was ready to explode in no time. He told Heather he was about to cum - as Roxy had trained him to do. She immediately turned and squatted in front of his fat twitching cock with her legs spread and her pretty ass resting on her heels. She placed her hands on his thighs, secured the end of his dick with her red lips and plunged it into her throat. Again Bill got to watch his wife use the skills he had helped teach her in the last month. "If you want to swallow it all." he remembered saying. "Take the first couple spurts in the back of your throat so you can swallow them down. Then take the rest in your mouth. Savour the taste and show him you like it. And finish him off with a last strong suck at the head of his dick - like getting the last drop of liquid from a glass with a straw there is usually one more pearl of cum." He was right and now she was doing this for Carl. Heather finished Carl off and stood. Todd and Marcus were standing in the same spot awaiting her. She grabbed Marcus's cock and pulled him close - giving him a deep cummy kiss. Then she bent over the pool table, this time face down arms spread with her ass in the air. Marcus pushed his big dick into her without hesitation knowing she was already well lubricated. He fucked her harder and more aggressive than Carl had, slapping her ass more than once along the way. Heather just cooed a squirmed around on the end of his dick obviously enjoying herself. Having being well serviced by Carl within a few moments her slutty pussy started to shudder. Heather felt her orgasm rise up deep in her pussy, radiating down around his cock to her pussy lips. Marcus felt it coming and pulled his dick out just long enough for her to squirt her fuck juices while he "painted" her clit with his cock head. Heather was bent over the pool table bucking while she came when her legs started to get wobbly. Marcus waited another moment for her to relax then plunged his fat cock into her again. He didn't let up, pounding her hard and holding her body like a rag doll. It was rough sex but all of Heather's squeals and whimpers were sounds of a slut enjoying being fucked. When he was almost ready, Marcus too exclaimed that he was ready to cum. Heather's body was tingling from head to toe and her knees were weak. When she lowered herself to take his cock in her mouth she had to kneel to keep her balance. Leaning into him she reached around and grabbed his ass pulling him close and supporting herself with the fat cock in her throat. This time it looked and sounded dirtier. Slurping and gagging she managed to swallow every drop. Marcus and Todd helped her to her feet. This time Todd gently directed her back to the pool table. He bent her over the table and fucked her hard just like Marcus had done. When he dumped his load in her throat and helped her back to her feet, Heather stood there for a long time. Her knees were weak and her body tingled with the fading tremors of orgasm. This time cum dribbled from her chin as she tried to regain her composure. Standing naked by the pool table - drunk on sex - languid and sexy and happy. While watching his wife get fuck roughly Bill had been losing control. Roxanne thought she saw a pained look on his face and realized that his cock was ready to explode fighting against the cage in which she had put it. She slid up behind Bill, pressing her tits into his back and reached around to his bulging cock. With a swift deft movement she released a hidden safety catch on the device. She gently removed the cage and set it on the bar counter - chain still attached to the cage and the bar rail. Bill's cock sprung free and started to ooze a bit of pre-cum. Roxy moved in front of him, bending over the bar so he could still watch his wife getting fucked while she pressed back against him wrapping her wet pussy around his cock. Bill instinctively started thrusting. He was so worked up he shot his cum load into her pussy within just a few moments. Roxy smiled, turned and kissed him just as Heather was finishing off Marcus and getting ready to take Todd. "I'm, I'm sorry Roxanne." "What for Bill." "I came so fast. I must not be much of a lover." "Don't be silly Bill. I have been teasing this lovely cock for a few hours now." said Roxanne gently stroking his dick. "I would have been disappointed if you weren't ready to blow. Next time just tell me when you are ready to cum so I can decide where I want it to go." "Yes Roxanne." Roxanne slid over to where Peter stood, just a few feet away. She leaned back against the bar. WIthout instruction Peter kneeled in front of her and started to lick her pussy....cleaning out the cream pie Bill had just left there. It was already running down her silky thighs so he had to slurp and lick and chase it back to her pussy where he lingered long after she had been cleaned. While Peter was licking her slutty pussy she looked at Bill and handed him back his cock and ball cage. Without a word he put it back on. That is about when Heather finally gained her composure. She sauntered over to the bar.....now an affirmed slut wife. She circled around behind the bar and without a word stood next to Roxanne, back to the counter legs straight and spread. She unclipped one side of her tiny skirt, peeled it off and tossed it onto the bar revealing her engorged freshly fucked pussy. Bill anxiously dropped to his knees and tasted slutty pussy for the first time. Her lovers had not cum inside her pussy and he didn't taste dick (or at least he didn't think so). But it was subtly different. It was in a way fresher. Her pussy had not been locked up in panties getting musky all day. It still had the familiar musky scent and taste. But the steady flow of her juices had washed some of it away and replaced it with a more tangy taste. It was the taste of her girl cum. And it was the best pussy Bill had ever eaten. The two sluts smiled at each other - husbands on their knees servicing them, lovers waiting for them and the night was still young. Heather looked down at Bill as he enthusiastically licked her slutty pussy. She was enjoying herself immensely but not in the way that she thought she would. When she decided to start fucking other men, variety of lovers had seemed like the priority at first. So far the best part of the experience was her being open and exposed. It gave her a buzz of excitement to accept her beauty and desirability. She was way beyond getting over the shyness of nudity. People knew that she was knowingly putting herself and her sex out there - some would judge her, some would lust after her but they would all know she is a sexual being. That was the titillation that had kept her body buzzing since leaving home dressed like a slut earlier that day. "Then control....control over my own sexual experience." thought Heather. "If I am to be satisfied I must have control over my sexual experience. That is the next best part after the buzz of my exhibitionism." Like Roxy said "most men couldn't accept a slut wife." "And the few that can wouldn't know what to do with her." thought Heather with a smile. "But this one does." thought Heather as she reached down wIth both hands and gently held the back of Bill's head pulling him into her pussy to let him know she wanted him to continue. "And the men.....all the men. No one man was enough, not even Bill." she thought as she pulled Bill's thirsty face into her wet pussy again. She no longer had to pretend to be satisfied or satiated when she was not. She wouldn't want this always......this isn't daily life. But she liked it now. Heather glanced over at Roxy who was still having her pussy licked clean by Peter. She remembered how strong he looked when Heather watched him fuck Roxy on the roof of the parking garage. She thought about the great things Roxy had said about him.......and how she already knew what his cum tasted like. She leaned over and whispered in Roxy's ear. "Can I fuck Peter?" "Yes you can." answered Roxanne. Roxanne hadn't needed to seek permission to fuck Bill as she had asserted her dominance over even Heather in the limo from the airport. "Thank you Roxanne." Heather pushed herself forward off of the bar top and gently nudged Bill off of her pussy. He stood up. Roxy did the same to Peter. Then she unclipped the rail end of Peter's leash and handed it to Heather. Heather led Peter out of the bar area. "Bill I would like a Long Island Ice Tea sour." said Heather. "Peter what would you like?" said Heather as she pulled his leash tight and gently tugged his cock and ball cage upwards. "I'll' take the same." "Roxanne, how do I let him out of this cage." Roxanne showed the quick release to Heather. Peter heaved a sigh of relief as his cock sprung free. Heather handed the cage and chain to Roxanne. Then she walked ahead of Peter with her naked body swinging for him to admire. He dutifully and anxiously followed. They walked over to a sunken area of the room - it was three steps down from the rest of the space. In this sunken area were two oversized mattresses made up as beds. Roxy liked to call this the sex pit. Roxy could see that all of these men had plenty of steam left and it was approaching 11:00. She called to the security desk and informed Louis that he and Hector would not be joining the party tonight......but she would make sure that both git a chance to fuck Heather while she was in town Heather let Peter watch her sexy ass as she descended the three steps slowly. Then she sat on the edge of one of the mattresses with her legs splayed out and her tits thrust forward. She grabbed Peter's cock and pulled him towards her to suck it for just a few moments. After just a few moments she laid on her back and opened her legs bent at the knees in a theatrically slutty manner. Beckoning him forward with her index finger she again seized his cock, this time pulling him directly into her pussy. It was the sexiest missionary position Bill has ever scene. The other men soon migrated over to where Heather was getting fucked by Peter. Soon they were all on the bed offering Heather their cocks to suck while she got fucked. Bill heard her grunt, and moan and squeal with delight form across the room. Her legs seemed to be always in the air alternately wrapped around Peter or riding an imaginary bicycle - Heather's beautiful shapely legs and slutty heels were pretty much all that Bill could see aside from the occasional glimpse of her face as she hungrily sampled another cock. It wasn't long before Peter grunted and stiffened his back as he shot a big sloppy wet load of cum into Heather's slutty pussy. No sooner had he pulled his cock out of her pussy - with a slurp and a pop as she used her cunt muscles to hold on to him as long as possible - than another man put his fat cock into her. One after another they fucked Heather in that position. By the time they had all pumped her pussy once Peter was ready to fuck her again. At that point Roxanne released Bill from his cage and sent him over to enjoy his wife's sloppy pussy. The first time Bill fucked her he had already counted that she had been fucked six times (Peter and Marcus had done her twice each already). He wasn't even sure if she knew it was his cock in her pussy. A long time later.....after Heather had taken all five men as many times as they could fuck her......Bill was the last to stuff his fat cock into his pretty wife. This time she did know he was there. She bucked and squirmed as he plowed her moaning in delight still. And when he started to cum he felt her body shudder and her soft sexy legs wrap around him holding him in her while he shot his load in her pussy and she trembled in orgasm. After a long time she reached up and kissed Bill, a cummy kiss, then released him. Tired from the exertion he pulled his dick out of his slutty wife again with a small slurp and pop. Heather had swallowed a lot of cum and Roxanne had been cleaning her up with a towel periodically. Still when Bill looked down he saw her pussy drenched in cum with more running out of it. Heather lay there for a long time by herself, legs splayed out but bent at the knee and pointing up - still strong and sexy, not dirty and used even with cum steadily leaking from her pussy. Roxy sauntered over to her as the men gently dispersed to other areas of the room. She caressed one of Heather's thighs as she kneeled on the bed. "Well aren't you just the magnificent slut?" smiled Roxanne. Heather traced her own tits with her manicured fingernails while she smiled back at Roxanne. "I learned from the best slut I know." said Heather as she reached a hand out to hold Roxy's hand. Roxy bent down and kissed Heather full on the lips - with a long deep wet embrace she probed Heather's mouth for that yummy cummy taste. Then she kissed her way down Heather's body before positioning herself between her legs. All the men took notice as she dove into Heather's pussy and started hungrily, shamelessly cleaning her out. Roxy slurped and probed every corner of Heather's pussy and ass until she was cleaned of cum. When she finally lifted her head Heather was clean and Roxy had just a dribble of cum coming off of her chin. Heather sat up and licked that little drop off of Roxanne then they both had another long deep kiss as they shared the last of the cum between them. Slut Wife - Wild Weekend First Night Roxanne stood and then gave Heather a hand to get on her feet. "Let's get you a shower and change of clothes. Then the four of us can go out for a bite to eat." Hearing her cue Carl, Todd and Marcus gathered their things while Heather was led to the shower. Roxy was going through Heather's clothes to pick another outfit as each of the departing lovers stopped to thank her for the opportunity to join the party. As always she responded warmly.....genuinely appreciative of her lovers......giving each a soft wet cummy kiss. Now what to wear for a late snack...