2 comments/ 53242 views/ 5 favorites Denise Ch. 01 By: dannymike Chapter 01: The Beginning My name is Denise. I am 47, 5'7", blonde hair, blue eyes. My breasts are 36DD, and I still manage to draw the attention of men. I am married to Graham, and I always try to look my best for him. I feel I keep my body healthy and attractive for him. My clothes are fashionable, yet modest, being a married woman. I have remained faithful to Graham and he to me as far as I know. Sure, he looks at beautiful women but that is normal. I admit I have seen some very attractive men, but Graham is more than enough to meet my needs. As far as fantasies, we have never really talked about them. Overall, I think we have a happy life together. Today is Graham's birthday. Since it is Saturday, I spent last week planning something special for him. I managed to reserve some tickets for a play I knew he wanted to see and made reservations at a restaurant we enjoy. I decided I would surprise him by shaving my hair "below", although he has never complained. Our sex life has been good throughout the years, Graham being a good lover. I have always tried to keep him satisfied, experimenting with new positions. I laid out my special dress, wanting to look nice for him. I really wanted to please my husband tonight, it's important for me to make him happy. Graham came home about 4:00. When he walked in he had several bags with him. I asked him what he had and he told me he would show me later. I told him about the reservations for dinner and he was excited about going to his favorite restaurant. He asked me if I had anything else planned. I told him he would find out later. I knew he would enjoy going to the play, but wanted to save it for a surprise later. Graham asked me if he could have anything he wanted for his birthday. I told him tonight was his night and he could have whatever he wanted. A big smile came across his face and he asked me if I meant "anything". I told him I loved him, wanted to make tonight special and I did mean ANYTHING. It was then he reached down and picked up the bags he had bought home with him. He handed me the bags and told me they were for me. I said today was his birthday, not mine. Graham said they were also for him, in a way, and to open them. I reached inside and the first bag, and pulled out a cream colored blouse. When I held it up, I saw it was a little on the sheer side. In fact, as I looked at it I wondered if people actually might be able to see my bra. The next bag held a very short plaid skirt. To be honest, I kind of wondered if he hadn't purchased it at the little girl's department by mistake. In the last bag I found a pair of suspenders and a pair of black nylons. I looked at him with a puzzled look on my face. Graham grinned and told me not to worry, I would look very beautiful and sexy. He then reminded me I had told him he could have anything he wanted tonight and I told him OK, he was the boss. He told me there was still one other item in the bag, I reached in, and pulled out a pair of very sheer bikini underwear. My jaw dropped and looked at him. He smiled, shrugged and went to the bedroom to begin getting ready. I stared at the purchases wondering if I had the nerve to actually wear what he bought. I was concerned I would be showing too much of my body, that Graham would be upset if men saw too much of me. I finished taking care of some things and went into the bedroom. I had undressed and was standing naked, getting ready to shower. Graham walked in and saw I had shaved. A big grin came over his face, his eyes grew big and he whistled. My face turned red and I asked him if he liked my new look. He said he wished I had done it before now and he would examine it closer later. I glanced down and saw just how much he really did like it. I could see the outline of his hard cock. I agreed with him, I wish I had done it before too. After my shower I went to get dressed. Graham was in the bedroom and watched me start to put on a cream colored bra to match my new blouse. He stopped me and told me to forget the bra, just put on the blouse. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! I put on the blouse and reached for the panties. As I did, I noticed you could see my breasts move. You could also see the shape of my nipples. I knew men would stare at me and to make matters worse my nipples started to stand up from the fabric rubbing against them. I have very sensitive breasts and I began to feel a bit of sensation between my legs. I put on the panties and saw they did very little to cover me. The skirt didn't even come halfway to my knees, and the top of the black stockings were almost visible every time I moved. He helped me with the suspenders and I put on my spike heels. I turned around and looked into the mirror. To be honest, I looked like a tramp. I looked like some of the sluts we saw when we went into the downtown district at night. I looked at Graham, hoping he would change his mind when he saw how I looked. His eyes were like saucers and he whistled. My heart sank when I realized I had to go through with wearing my new outfit. He told me there was one more thing, reached out and undid another button on my blouse. I looked in the mirror and saw you could see about half my breast. I asked him if he was sure he wanted me to show so much and he said he was positive. Well, I guessed the waiters were going to have a special night too. When we entered the restaurant, I saw the smiles of the men as we walked to our table. It was apparent their wives weren't pleased. I could feel my breasts moving and knew I was putting on a show. We sat down and when I crossed my legs my short skirt rode up allowing a lot of thigh to show. The waiter handed us our menus while staring down my blouse. I hated to admit it, but I was getting a little damp knowing I was turning on so many men with my body. I tried to get the thoughts out of my mind, not wanting my husband to know how I was feeling. I looked up and saw Graham smiling. I couldn't believe he actually didn't mind the attention I was getting. We had a fantastic dinner, talking about things we hadn't discussed in a very long time. I hoped he was enjoying the night as much as I was. We got up to leave, and as I uncrossed my legs to get up I caught the guy at the next table staring toward my crotch. I spread my legs just a little, giving him a brief view of my panties. I heard Graham comment he didn't realize I would catch on so quickly. Outside the restaurant I handed him the tickets for the play. He was so excited he would be able to go. He kissed me and told me how much he loved me for giving him this special night. We sat in the theater, in the dark, enjoying the play. I felt Graham arm brush up against my breast. At first I thought it was by accident. After about the fifth time I realized it wasn't. During the last act I felt his hand on my thigh. He moved it upward, stopping just inches away from my panties. A couple of times I felt his fingers brush against me, causing me to really start to get wet. I couldn't help getting turned on, thinking how much I couldn't wait to get home to give him his final present. However, as hot as I was I realized that his final present would be as much for me as him. The play ended and I sat there for a few minutes to try to calm down. When Graham stood up, you could see how turned on he was. Yeah, it was going to be a very hot night at home. It was a beautiful night, so Graham suggested we take a walk around the downtown district. I thought he might want to get home quickly, but I smiled and told him I thought it would be nice. Arm in arm we walked around the square. The crowds were thinning out because the theaters were beginning to close. There were still quite a few people out, most of them doing as we were. As we walked up to an alley, I saw a man sitting against the side of a building. You could tell he had been out on the streets for awhile. His face and hands were filthy, his clothes showed how rough life on the streets had treated him. He appeared to be in his fifties, grey hair and scruffy beard. Graham took my hand and we walked over to where the man was sitting. As my husband was talking to him, I realized the man could see up my skirt. I couldn't step back because Graham had his arm around me. I stood there and reluctantly allowed the guy to have a clear view of my panties. I came back to reality as I heard Graham tell the man he would help him out, but didn't want people to see our money. The guy stood up and the three of us walked into the alley. Graham took his wallet out, retrieved two or three twenties and handed them to the man. I saw a look of relief come over the man when he realized he would be able to eat, AND buy himself another bottle of wine. It was then I heard Graham ask the man if he thought I was beautiful. It stunned me a little to hear it and I saw the guy smile and nod his head. Graham said he was about to see just how beautiful. Before I realized what was happening, Graham hand slipped into my blouse, cupped my breast and pulled it out. I stood frozen as the man stared at my naked breast. I heard my husband ask if his new friend thought my tits were hot. Graham told him he could touch me if he wanted to and I felt a strange hand playing with my nipple. A part of me wanted to run out of the alley as quickly as I could, but another part was getting turned on by a stranger groping me. I have never been touched by any man other than my husband and I was totally confused by what I felt. Graham told me to take my panties off. I stared at him and he repeated what he said. I numbly raised my skirt, put my thumbs in the waistband and slid them down. I stepped out of them and stood there. Graham reached over and pulled my skirt up. The man was staring at me and I heard my man ask if my pussy looked good shaved. I heard the guy tell Graham he hadn't seen a snatch that beautiful in a long time. As I was standing there, not knowing what to do, I caught some motion out of the corner of my eye. I glanced down and saw the man had taken out his cock. That was the second one I had ever seen. He was stroking himself, and was very hard. He was as long as Graham, but much thicker. Graham told me to take it in my hand and help the guy out. Transfixed, I reached down and took hold of the man's dick. As I started stroking him I heard him start to moan. Graham told me he wanted me to get on my knees and suck. At this point I felt like a robot. I was hearing what was said, but felt helpless to do other than what I was told. I sank to my knees and looked at the man's hard cock just inches away from my mouth. I pulled it close and tasted the tip of it. There was a salty taste, and I realized there were a few drops of precum on the head. I closed my eyes and took him into my mouth. I heard him sigh as I started to suck. I heard my husband say he wanted his slut to show how good of a cocksucker she was. I felt like I should be offended, but when I heard the word slut my pussy started to run. I couldn't believe I was actually getting turned on. The man had his hands on my head. He was thrusting his hard cock in and out of my mouth. He filled my mouth because of his size and I felt myself start to relax and allow him to slide down my throat. He picked up his pace and was ramming his cock into my face. I felt Graham's hands on my tits. He was playing with my nipples, and I realized one of my hands was sliding in and out of my pussy. I heard the guy tell me he was going to cum. I have never had cum in my mouth. I had always finished Graham off with my hand, not wanting him to cum in my mouth. I was about to pull away when I felt the cock explode. I started to choke and pulled the cock out. The man continued to cum, spraying all over my face and chest. My hand was still inside of me and I felt myself cum. I can't remember having that intense of an orgasm for a long time. The man stepped back, put his cock back in his pants, zipped up, and quickly stepped out of the alley. I stood up and looked at my husband. I had cum all over my face and chest. I even had a small trickle running down my chin. He smiled at me, told me he loved me and began cleaning me up with his handkerchief. I couldn't look in his eyes. I didn't know if I was ashamed of what I did, or was ashamed I had enjoyed it so much. I made up my mind I would never allow it to happen again. There was no conversation on the way home. The only thing Graham said was that he loved me, and thanked me for a birthday he would never forget. To be continued... Denise Ch. 02 Graham had left for work by the time I got up. Although I missed seeing him off, I was kind of relieved. I didn't know for sure what I would say to him after what had happened the night before, his birthday. I just can't believe I actually got on my knees and sucked a stranger. Yes, Graham put me in that position, but I didn't have to do as he said. I am not blaming him, I could have refused. I don't know, maybe I am upset because I had an orgasm while acting like some slut. I have never really thought about what it would be like for someone to completely control me. I guess the important thing is to make sure it never happens again. I know my husband isn't upset with me. If he were, he would have made sure I knew about it last night. We usually talk on the phone during lunch, so I will be able to test his mood then. In the meantime, I intend to spend all day cleaning so he will be pleased when he gets home. When Graham got home, he took one look at the house and told me how beautiful it looked. Ha said he knew I must have spent all day working on it and felt like I needed a break. He told me to put on something nice, we were going out for a couple of drinks. I was thrilled. Not only did I realize he wasn't pissed at me, but we were also going to have a night out. I asked him where we were going and he told me he had been told about a nice place by one of the guys at work. His friend had said it wasn't a fancy, expensive place. Yet, it wasn't a seedy dump either. Graham put on a suit, my favorite shirt and tie, and I wore a dress that buttoned up the front. I did wear a bra and a pair of panties (I wasn't taking any chances tonight.). I know we didn't have really fine clothes, but what we had looked nice. We tried to take care of what we had. When we drove up to the bar, I noticed there weren't many cars. That was fine with me. It would give the two of us a chance to talk without too many distractions. When we got inside I noticed only about three or four people, not including the bartender and waitress. I was kind of surprised they even had a waitress as slow as business was. We found a table toward the back, giving us plenty of privacy. The waitress seemed friendly, smiling as she took our order. As we sat drinking, we talked about a lot of different things. One thing we didn't talk about was "that" night. I didn't want to push Graham, knew he would bring the subject up when he was ready. I was enjoying myself too much to cause him to be upset. We had been there for about an hour when I heard the front door open and loud conversation coming from the entrance room. Soon, about seven or eight young people came in. By young, I mean in their early to mid twenties. I finally got a good look at them and saw there were four guys and three girls. They hadn't been there very long before three more came in and joined the earlier group. They looked as though they were good friends, laughing and joking together. I got a pretty good look at them and noticed they were dressed pretty much the same. The seven guys had suits and ties identical. The three girls all wore the same plaid skirts and white blouses. Their language was very foul, loud and rude. The waitress came over to take our drink order said that our new customers were students at an exclusive private college not far from here. She said they came in often and make a pest of themselves every time. The waitress, Vicki, told me she hated to wait on them because they thought they were privileged, and never left a good tip. We laughed and commented that must be how the wealthy remained wealthy. Graham noticed a pool table in the corner. He asked me if I wanted to shoot a game with him. I am not very good, I stink in fact, but it was a chance to do something with my husband. We took our drinks and went over to the table. The first two games I lost, the third I won. I knew Graham had let me win, but that is one reason I love him. While I was racking the balls for the next game, several of the young guys came over to watch. About half-way through the game, all of their friends came over and joined them. They made me very nervous and I could tell Graham wasn't pleased either. They were very loud, making obscene comments whenever I took a turn. I tried not to let it bother me, but it was obvious they were getting to me. One of the guys put some money on the table and called the next game. My husband was upset enough that he scratched the eight ball, making me the winner. The guy that put the money on the table introduced himself as Dennis, said he guessed he would be playing me. As he picked up a cue, Graham said we were just getting ready to leave. As he started to walk over to me, two of the guys stepped in front of him and blocked his way. The three girls giggled, and made some sort of obscene comment. About that time the bartender came around the corner and asked if there was a problem. I saw one of the guys pick up a beer bottle and hit the bartender on the forehead. He then reached down and picked up the bar keys. He walked to the front. I assumed he locked the door and when he returned he had Vicki by the arm and shoved her toward Graham and me. Dennis said we owed him a game of pool and we were not going to leave until we had played. One of the guys shoved Vicki and Graham down in chairs and ordered them not to move. Dennis told me to rack the balls. I was shaking as I did as he said. I looked at Graham and saw he was furious. I was thankful he didn't push matters, as there were far too many of them to take on. I watched as he glared at Dennis, and I hoped he would continue to keep quiet. As I was trying to shoot, I kept hearing the three girls giggling. Once, I overheard one of them remark that my clothes were really tacky. She said I must have gotten them from a homeless shelter and that my husband wasn't dressed much better. A couple of their friends agreed and said I looked like an ordinary street beggar. After Dennis had made several shots in a row, he really began to get cocky. On the next shot I watched as the eight ball went into one of the side pockets, giving me the game. All of his friends started to laugh, telling him he had gotten beat by a common trollop. Dennis turned red with rage. He glared at me and then turned to Graham. My husband had the common sense to remain stone-faced. All was quiet in the bar. I saw the bartender try to get up off the floor. One of the guys helped him up and shoved him into a chair beside Graham and Vicki. Dennis was staring down at the floor. I could tell he was trying to calm down when one of the girls said she couldn't believe I was going to get away with making Dennis look like a fool. He slowly raised his head and looked at me in the eyes. He said there was no way I was going to get away with anything. He told some of his friends to tie Graham and the bartender to the chairs so they couldn't move. I saw a couple of the guys go into the back room and come out with some rope. Graham tried to get up but was pushed back down. In just a few minutes both he and the bartender were tied tightly to the chairs. One of the girls started gagging him and the bartender. I wasn't sure what was going to happen, but I knew I was alone. Dennis said to get Vicki and one of the men grabbed her by the arm and shoved her over beside me. I looked at her and saw she was terrified. I whispered to her to remain calm, they were probably just going to try to scare us.She looked at me, tried to smile, and nodded. I was trying to remain calm both for myself as well as Vicki. I was trusting that Dennis was just a spoiled rich kid who was all talk. I heard the girl who had commented earlier about my clothes, tell Dennis no self respecting woman would ever be seen in such a pathetic dress. Dennis looked at me and smiled, I froze. Dennis slowly walked over and stopped in front of me. He looked in my eyes for what seemed forever. I saw his hand come upward and stop at my neckline. He slowly reached out, took hold of my neckline and ripped downward. To me, it was slow motion. I saw all the buttons on my dress pop off. I saw the fabric fall to pieces and land on the floor. It took a moment or two, but I suddenly realized I was standing there in just my bra and panties. Everyone cheered, the girls clapping there hands and telling Dennis he had showed me. My head snapped around to look at my husband. Graham tried to get up and one of the men slugged him in the mouth and told him to remain where he was. I heard a gasp from Vicki as she reacted to what had happened. Dennis turned quickly to her and she asked him to please not hurt her. He walked over and smiled at her. She was wearing a blouse and skirt. I watched as Dennis ripped her blouse off. Vicki wasn't wearing a bra, so she was standing there while everyone stared at her breasts. Just as she raised her hands to cover herself, Dennis reached down and tore her skirt off. Everyone laughed as she was reduced to a pair of bikini panties. Dennis glared at her and told her to put her hands to her side. Blushing, she dropped her hands and stood silently, her small tits showing to all. Dennis stood back to admire his handy work. I tried to remain calm, thankful to still have some of my body covered. I heard one of the guys tell Dennis he wanted to see my tits too, and Dennis smiled. He reached over unclasped my bra and pulled it off. The girls started to whistle. One of them walked over to me and started to play with my nipples. This was the first time I have ever had a woman touch me and I felt sick to my stomach. The girl walked over to Vicki and started to suck on her tits. I saw the shame in Vicki's face as she just stared into space. The girl then reached down, grabbed Vicki's panties and pulled them down. I closed my eyes, not wanting to look Vicki in the face. I felt my panties being pulled down and now Vicki and I were both naked. Ashamed, I looked at Graham. I saw him staring, a knife pointed at his throat. I looked at Dennis and saw him looking at my body. I glanced down and saw one of his hands rubbing his cock through his pants. All three girls had move to a few feet away from us. I was Vicki, tears running down her cheeks, standing while one of the guys stood playing with her tits. Dennis lifted my chin, looked into my eyes and told me to suck him. I glared at him, got on my knees and unzipped his pants. When I pulled his cock out, he was already hard. As I looked at his dick, I remembered the guy in the alley. I remembered the excitement I had felt. I hoped I would not feel it again. Before I started I glanced back to Vicki and saw she had someone sucking on her tits and a pair of fingers inside her pussy. As I watched her being used, I felt myself getting wet. I was ashamed to be getting excited by what Vicki was going through. I heard Dennis say "Suck me slut." . Immediately, all the feelings I had in the alley came back. The word slut was like a light switch. It turned me on and I couldn't do anything about it. I looked at the cock in front of me and slid it into my mouth. I realized it tasted fantastic. I took as much as I could and swallowed almost all of it. It was as though my fingers had a mind of their own. I felt them immediately go inside of me. As I began sucking I started to get myself off. One of the girls noticed and told Dennis she guessed he had found a "real slut". My eyes went to my left and saw Vicki beside me with another cock in her mouth. I glanced the other way and saw the girls stripping. A couple of the guys had their cocks out stroking themselves. I stared at them and found myself wondering if I would be able to take their dicks as soon as I finished Dennis. I pulled my hand from my pussy and took his held his balls. I felt them starting to swell and knew he was close. Dennis took my hair in his hand and started to roughly fuck my face. The rougher he got, the more turned on I got. My hand went back inside me and I fucked myself as hard as I could. Just as he pulled out and came on my face, I felt myself cum. The orgasm was so intense. I closed my eyes and enjoyed what I was feeling. When I opened my eyes again I saw the three girls, each naked with a cock in their mouth. A couple of guys picked me up and laid me on the pool table. I saw them do the same with Vicki. Once she was laying beside me, she turned her head and looked at me. She had streams of cum running down her face. She asked me if she was a terrible person because she had started to enjoy what was happening. I told her no, I did too. She smiled at me and told me "thank you". I heard one of the girls tell us to lick the cum off each other. I had never been with another woman, but thought this wasn't really like touching her pussy. All I had to do was lick her face. I moved closer to Vicki and let my tongue lick her cheek, tasting the cum. It tasted so good I couldn't help myself. I began to lick her face, wanting all I could get. I soon had her completely clean. She must have enjoyed it, because she put her hands on my face and pulled me to her. Her tongue started to lick me, and I started getting turned on again. As Vicki's tongue cleaned around my mouth, I turned my head and took her tongue into my mouth. As I kissed her, our tongues played with each other. Both of us tasted the cum of both men. I didn't want this to stop. Vicki must have felt the same, because I felt her hands start to play with my tits. Dennis pulled us apart. I looked over to Graham and saw him with his eyes closed. I quickly glanced down and saw one of the girls sucking my husband. When I saw her head moving up and down on my husband's cock I felt myself close to another orgasm. I knew it wasn't his choice. I felt a tongue on my pussy. I looked down and saw Dennis lapping at my clit. Out of instinct, I took hold of his head and pulled him closer. My hips started moving, wanting his tongue deeper. One of the guys had crawled up on the table, had his cock in his hand, and shoved it into my mouth. I began to suck, enjoying the feeling of a prick in my mouth and a tongue in my pussy. I heard Vicki moaning and saw a cock began to move in and out of her. One of the girls got on the table, straddled Vicki's head and lowered her pussy over Vicki's mouth. I watched as my new friend began to eat the girl. I surprised myself when I realized I was hoping I could taste a woman too. As I sucked the guy in my mouth, I felt Dennis enter me. His cock felt good and I wrapped my legs around his hips. My hands were playing with a set of balls, and I could feel myself building to another orgasm. Dennis was slamming into me with all that he was worth. I knew he had to be close and I clenched my legs tighter. All at once I felt him explode inside me and felt the guy in my mouth go at the same time. Not long after Dennis pulled out I felt another tongue in my pussy. It startled me because I couldn't imagine on of the guys eating me with after Dennis came inside of me. I glanced down and saw one of the girls lapping my snatch. I have never felt my pussy being eaten like it was then. I started grinding my hips against her and felt myself building again. This time it was more intense than I have ever felt. When I started to cum, it was like someone had hit me with thousands of volts of electricity. I looked down and saw the girl pull back slightly. I couldn't believe it, but I watched my cum spray out like I was peeing. I was squirting all over the girl. She looked up at me, smiled and started to lap up my cum. I kept going and going. Vicki and I took cock after cock in our pussies and mouths. We had cum dripping out of both and sticking to our bodies. Some of the men pulled us off the table and bent us over. I figured we were going to get our pussies fucked from behind. All at once, I felt a prick pushing against my ass. I tensed up, never having a cock up my butt. At first it felt like I was being torn apart. My ass started to relax, and suddenly it felt fantastic. I cannot remember ever feeling pleasure so intense as when I felt the hard cock begin to pound me. I started to build and came quickly. When I looked down I saw my cum squirting like pee again. I was amazed at the sight. I didn't realize women could do that. I had three more men fuck my ass. Apparently Vicki was enjoying it too. I heard her screaming to be fucked again. It didn't take long for one of the men to oblige her. It was over as quick as it started. The guys had laid us back on the table, and Vicki and I laid there exhausted. I looked at Vicki and saw her staring at me. We both smiled at each other and I saw her reach out and touch my face. I pulled her to me and we began kissing. Somebody commented that the sluts weren't finished and everyone laughed. Vicki and I began to explore each others body. My hands couldn't get enough of her. She must have felt the same, because she touched every part of me. Suddenly, she got on her knees and began to lick all of the cum from my body. She worked her way down and started to lick my clit. I turned on my side, grabbed her hips and pulled her snatch to my mouth. The two of us began eating the cum from each other. I can't describe the taste of pussy and male cum. I have never tasted anything like it. I wanted more and more. Once I had her pussy clean, my tongue traveled to her ass. I put my tongue up her as far as I could. I felt a tongue enter my ass and began to cum again. I screamed I was going to go, and felt Vicki's mouth on my pussy. I know I must have flooded her mouth. She started to choke, but continued to suck my cum. I put my mouth over her tasted her as she came in my mouth. After it was over, Vicki and I just laid on the table. We looked at each other and grinned. A couple of the men helped us off the table and gave us something to cover ourselves with. I looked for Graham and saw him fucking one of the girls. I was transfixed as I watched my husband with his cock in another woman. I was amazed at the fact that I was as happy as he was. I watched him pull out and squirt his cum all over the girl. The only thing I was upset about was not being able to taste his cum. Graham got up and got dressed. He took my hand and we left the bar. It was early in the morning, so there was no one to see me walk through the parking lot with a blanket wrapped around me. I looked at Graham and he just smiled at me. I heard him tell me he loved me. He must have read my mind, because he laughed and told me to go for it. I giggled, dropped the blanket, took his hand and finished the walk to the car nude. On the way home, I got myself off several times, showing Graham how I had began to squirt when I came. He told me we needed to talk and I told him we would in the morning. I am really looking forward to that conversation. to be continued... Denise Ch. 03 I woke before Graham. I was glad I had because I needed some time to think. I watched Graham sleep and thought about how lucky I was to have him. I remembered last night and knew I had to face some facts. I realized there were issues that I needed to deal with. I now understood I enjoyed showing my body. I liked being used, I liked being used in public. Fucking and sucking other people turned me on more than I can say. I needed to feel like I was a slut and tramp. I never felt so alive as when I laid on that pool table and was used until I could no longer cum. I can remember being eaten by a woman and loved it. The taste of pussy and cum still was fresh on my mind. It makes me wet just to think of it. All of these things were a part of what makes me, me. I knew I had to explain that to my husband, but the thought of losing him scared me to death. I would push that part of me away if it meant not having him in my life, but I hoped beyond hope he would understand. I was in the kitchen getting a cup of coffee when Graham walked in. I smiled, kissed him and fixed him a cup. We sat at the table, sipping our coffee. I looked into his eyes, trying to read his mood. I didn't know what kind of reaction he had to what had taken place in the bar. I looked deep into him and saw only love. I told him we needed to talk. Graham smiled and said he knew we did. I knew I had to be the one to begin. I looked into his eyes and told him I loved him. I said that I had spent the morning facing some facts about myself. I told him I realized I enjoyed some things I never even dreamed I would do. I told him about the things I enjoyed. I also said I would give those things up if it meant I would lose him. I tried to make him understand these were things I couldn't seem to control. I said I had spent most of my adult life loving him and I wasn't prepared to give that up. Graham looked into my eyes and smiled. He said he had realized the same things I had. He told me not to be afraid of my feelings and not to worry about losing him. He said he felt he could deal with the new me. I couldn't believe the words I heard coming from my husband's mouth. He told me he would go along with the way I dressed, showing my body in public. He said he would allow me to fuck and suck anyone I wished, experience anything I desired. Graham told me the only reason he fucked the girl at the bar was that I had turned him on so much he had to relieve himself. The only stipulation he would put on my actions was that he had to be there at the time. He said it was for my own safety, and if done without him, would be the same as cheating. I sat stunned. I could not believe what I was hearing. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders. Trembling, I asked if he was sure. He looked into my eyes and told me he wanted me to be happy, to be me. Graham said he understood the difference between sex and love and knew he did not want me to live a life that wasn't really me. Besides, he said, he was proud of the woman he married and he wanted to share the pleasure I gave him with men who had never experienced what I gave him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out some cash. He handed it to me and told me to go shopping and buy myself some new outfits. I felt like a little girl again. I ran and got my purse, kissed him goodbye and hurried to the car. As I was driving to the mall, I started thinking about the new experiences I would have. I couldn't believe I started to get wet just imagining the new things I would do. When I got to the mall, I wondered around trying to find a store that had a sale. I found a clothing store and started planning my new wardrobe. I purchased a couple of tank tops, a couple of sizes too small of course. I found several mini skirts, one in particular I liked. It was plaid, coming less than half-way to My knees. The others were short too, but the plaid one was special. I would save it for something really bizarre. I purchased some stockings, black, and several new lacy bras. I found some really sexy bikini panties and a pair of stiletto high heels. The last thing I bought was a pair of suspenders. I didn't know why I bought them, but they just seemed to attract my attention. I kind of thought the would make me look sexy. As I was walking out of the mall, I imagined what it would feel like if I had one of my new outfits on. I wondered how many men would be staring at me. There were a lot of sexy men there. For the first time I thought about what it would be like to fuck them or suck their cock. I couldn't believe how free I felt. When I got home, Graham was in the kitchen. I was so excited, I pulled out my new outfits and showed them to him. I was hoping he would suggest going out tonight so I could show them off. We had been out two nights in a row, so I really didn't want to ask. I just crossed my fingers and hoped. He told me how hot he knew I would look in them and asked me if I wanted to break them in tonight. I threw my arms around his neck and gave him a huge kiss. I went into the bedroom and tried to figure out what I would wear this evening. I carefully laid out one of the mini skirts and tank tops. I chose a pair of flesh colored bikini bottoms. I didn't want to wear stockings or the plaid skirt and heels. For some reason I decided to save them for something special. I put everything I wasn't wearing carefully away and looked at what I chose laying on the bed. It was several hours before we would go and I could hardly wait. All afternoon I would walk by my bed and wish it were time. Graham knew it was driving me nuts and kept teasing me, looking at his watch and telling me how much time we had left. Finally, it was time to start getting ready. I took a long, relaxing bath. I paid close attention to my pussy and ass. I wasn't sure anything would happen, but I wanted to be prepared just in case. After my bath, I started to dress. I slipped the panties on and noticed how the color blended in with my skin. I put the skirt on and noticed it only came an inch or two below my panties. Even thinking that started to get my pussy wet. When I put on the tank top, you could see the shape of my tits perfectly and my nipples just stood there for all to see. I slipped on some sandals and looked at myself. Yeah, I was one hot little slut. Graham came into the bedroom and looked at me. As he was staring, I glanced down and noticed the front of his pants. I could see his cock start to grow. This was going to be a great night. Once my husband got ready we climbed into the car. He said we needed to get some gas and found a close by station. When we pulled up to the pump, a kid about 18 came up to us. Graham told him to fill the tank. After the young man put the nozzle in the tank, he started to work on our windshield. I noticed that I was sitting in a position that allowed our young friend to look right up my short skirt. I smiled at him, shifting position to give him a better view. He came over to my side again and Graham told me to go for it. As the kid came to my window to collect the money, I reached up and pulled my top down. He stood there, mouth open, looking at my naked tits. I handed him the money and asked if he liked his tip. Silently, he nodded, took the money and stared at us as we pulled away. Graham and I laughed and commented on the look on his face. I asked Graham where we were going and he told me he was going to take me to an adult bookstore. I have never been to one before and he told me they sold magazines on about every fetish and lifestyle there was. He said I might get some new ideas to try. When we walked in to the store there were about a dozen guys there, just browsing through the shelves. They all stared at me, especially since I was the only woman there. My having so little clothes on didn't hurt any thing either. We selected several magazines on alternate lifestyles and a couple of videos. I wondered away from Graham, just looking around. I noticed a hallway going to the back of the store with doors down both sides. I watched as several me went in and out of the doors. When Graham came over I asked him what was in the rooms. He told me to hold on, and went to the clerk. He handed over some money and I saw the clerk give him some coins. Graham came over, took my hand and led me down the hall into one of the rooms. I saw a small screen on one wall and a place to insert coins. There was a small bench by the screen and Graham explained that porn movies were shown and the men would sit on the bench and jerk off. I sat on the bench and Graham put in some of the coins. I noticed a hole in the wall beside my head. I could hear a movie running in the booth next door. I peeked through the hole and immediately got wet. I could see some guy stroking his hard cock. I quickly looked at Graham and he smiled. All at once a I saw the cock from next door come through the hole. It was now just inches away from my mouth. My pussy started to twitch and I knew what I had to do. I took the hard cock in my hand and began to work it back and forth. I could hear the guy next door start to moan. I began to get hotter and took the dick in my mouth. It tasted so good, I swallowed all of it I could. It wasn't very long before I felt him twitch and explode in my mouth. I felt the hot cum going down my throat. The guy pulled out and I heard him zip up. His door opened and shut, leaving me with cum trickling down my chin. I was still horny and decided to play with myself. I pulled down my top, and pinched my nipples. I pinched them a little too hard and felt a jolt of pain go through me. As soon as the pain hit me, my pussy started to flow. I couldn't believe the pain had made me cum. I heard the door next to us open again. I sat with fingers up inside of me and another cock in front of my face. I started to suck again and felt Graham pull my skirt up to my waist. I lifted my hips and he pulled my panties down. I opened my eyes and watched my husband bury his head between my legs. As Graham sucked on my clit, I felt it swell. His hands found my tits and I pinched them hard. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own. Lights flashed and I felt myself cum over and over. I must have about drowned my poor husband. I had another cock in my mouth and its a wonder I didn't bite it off. Graham got up and I saw the front of his shirt was soaked with my juices. I must have screamed because our door was open and several me were watching. One of them replaced Graham, and began to eat me. I lost count of how many men ate my pussy and how many cocks I sucked. On our drive home Graham explained many people receive pleasure with pain. I asked if we could buy some of the items I saw in the store. He told me yes, and we would go back. I couldn't believe what I had experienced and learned. to be continued... Denise Ch. 04 The bright sun in my eyes woke me up. It took a few moments for the events of the prior night to sink in. I remembered what had happened and lay there in bliss. I went over Graham's words in my head. He had given me permission to be myself. I still didn't understand how I was fortunate enough to have a husband like Graham. I knew that a whole new world was about to open for me. I couldn't wait to experience new things, meet new people and let myself grow. I also couldn't wait to experience things sexually I had never even dreamed about. Also, I couldn't wait to fuck and suck anyone and everyone I could. When I went out to have coffee with Graham, we talked about the last few nights and decided to just relax at home all week. I don't want to bore you, so I will jump ahead to the following weekend. True, I did flash a couple of people (Sorry, couldn't help myself.). Saturday came and it was our night to "play". Graham and I talked over coffee, trying to decide what to do that evening. I told him that I wanted him to take control of me and treat me like the slut I am. He smiled and said he would be delighted. I laid out my plaid skirt, sheer blouse, sexy bra, panties, heels and of course my suspenders. I took my usual long bath and dressed in my new clothes. Graham walked in as I was finished and smiled. He told me I looked like the sexiest tramp in town. I blushed and told him thank you, I will be sure to act like one. We both laughed and he told me that once we walked out the door I was all his. He said I would be treated like a whore, and I was to do as I was told. I responded "Yes, Master" and we left the house. Graham told me he was taking me someplace new, and I would see things I've never seen before. He warned me not to embarrass him, just do what he said at all times. We pulled up in front of a night club. Graham told me this was where they featured "Female Impersonators". He explained that some of the performers were actually women, some were men made up to appear as women. I said I had read about it, but never seen it. He also told me they sometimes had special shows at 1:00 A.M. and we would be staying to see it. I nodded, and looked to the floor. When we went inside, I saw how beautiful it was decorated. There was fine carpeting and furnishings. There were tables set with candles. Sitting at the tables were either one or two couples. I didn't see any singles. There were a couple of single women sitting together, but they looked like they might be performers. One thing about all of them was the fact that they were very beautiful. In my mind I tried to figure out if they were men dressed as women, or real women. I guessed I would know later. Graham led me to a table not far from the stage. He instructed me to sit and be quiet. I nodded and sat quietly. He disappeared in the direction of the bar, I assumed to get us drinks. He returned some time later with two drinks in hand. At 9:00, the house lights dimmed. The lights on stage came on and I saw brilliant colors and a spotlight. I had never been to a place like this and was spellbound by what I saw. A very beautiful woman came onto stage and the music started. She danced, sang and walked all around the stage. She had a beautiful voice and I thoroughly enjoyed her show. Once, she came over to where we were sitting and caressed Graham's face. I admit I was a little jealous. The thing was, I didn't know if I was jealous because she touched my husband, or because she didn't touch me. All I knew was that I would have loved to see that beautiful body of hers naked. I was really getting turned on. I looked at Graham several times and he made a point of ignoring me. There were several women who performed, all very beautiful. I wondered if we would ever find out rather or not they were women or men. The club had filled, no tables seemed to be available. A couple of the performers had touched me as they came by our table. I melted inside each time. It was hard not to touch back, but I knew I had to obey my Master. It was now after midnight. I was hoping they would have a special show tonight. I didn't know what special meant, but I knew it would be great. At 12:30 A.M., the curtain closed and the house lights were turned back on. I looked around and saw all of the couples were dressed in suits, gowns and various evening wear. I realized I was under dressed, but I was proud of my new clothes. They felt good on me. At five minutes till one, the lights went down again. All conversation from the audience stopped. I heard a voice on the microphone announce the special show was about to begin. I stared at the closed curtain wondering which performer I would see. Maybe this late I would be able to see some of the women's tits. The announcer said he had a special surprise. He said one of his dear friends was here with his new slut. I then heard him introduce Graham. My Master took me by the hand and led me on stage. I was very nervous, looking out onto the crowd sitting before me. I didn't want to embarrass Graham, so I fought to remain calm. Once on stage, the curtain opened. I saw various equipment with chains attached, benches and other things I had no clue about. When I realized what I was looking at, I felt my pussy beginning to get wet. It finally sunk in that I was going to be the special show. Once on stage, I was led to a little room just to the side of stage. There were two of the women with me. In the room, there were a couple of guys who worked the lights. I was handed a red, floor length gown, a bra and panties. The woman who handed them to me was dressed in a leather halter with her tits in plain sight. All I could think of was sucking on them. I could feel my juices running down my legs. The woman screamed "Slut, quit looking at my tits, or I will tell your Master." I quickly stared at the floor. She told me to strip and put on the clothes I had been handed. I looked around and she told me to do it now, or be punished. I undressed, finally standing naked. The men were watching me and remarked they hadn't seen tits that nice in a long time. One of the younger ones came over and pinched one of my nipples. I could feel my pussy start to pulse, and could smell my cum start to flow. The other woman yelled at me, telling me I was not to cum until given permission. It took every bit of strength I had to stop the flow coming from my pussy. I dressed and was led back on stage. Graham introduced himself, and me, his slut. I was led over to a metal frame. There wrist and ankle straps were made of leather. My arms were lifted and my wrists were then secured. My legs were spread and my ankles placed in the lower restraints. I was standing spread eagle. My husband, Master, asked if anyone in the audience wanted to assist. I saw an older man get up and walk onto the stage. He was dressed in a tux and was very distinguished looking. I found myself wondering what it would be to fuck him. I pushed the idea out of my mind, knowing I didn't dare put myself into a state of arousal. The man walked up to me and Graham handed him a knife. The man looked at me and smiled. I saw the knife come up to the neckline of my gown. It didn't take any effort at all for the blade to slit my dress completely. Once cut, he grabbed hold of the top and ripped it off me. I heard cheers from the audience as he cut my bra in several places and tore it off. Now, in just my panties, I listened to the jeers and names I was being called. I heard slut, bitch, whore, cow and cum slut. Every time I heard a name, I felt a tingle. I loved hearing those names. Leaving me in my panties, the man left the stage. Graham nodded to the woman wearing the gown. She walked over to me and stood, leering. Graham handed her the knife. She very quietly told me she couldn't wait to fuck my Master while I was tied and made to watch. I lowered my head, suddenly realizing this was the real thing. She took the knife and very slowly cut off my panties. Now the people watching were cheering about my naked pussy. I felt the humiliation come, no longer having to control my orgasm. The girl with the leather halter took the microphone from Graham. She said she was looking for a female volunteer. Out of the audience came a very tall redhead. I stared at her, seeing a flawless beauty. She walked on stage and I saw the low cut silver gown. Her breasts were barely contained and the slit up the side showed long, tanned legs. My mouth began to water as I watched her body move. Again, I had to focus on something else to keep from getting aroused. The redhead stood in front of Graham and smiled. I watched as she reached behind her back and unzipped her gown. She shrugged her shoulders and the gown fell to the floor. The audience applauded and cheered. The woman stood in just her panties, her beautiful pert breasts just a few inches from my Master. Graham reached out and began to gently play with her tits. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. When she pulled away, she dropped to her knees and took his cock out. She then looked at me and smiled. She told me she would now show me how to properly satisfy my Master. She took him in her mouth and began to suck. I felt my nipples start to get hard as my mouth began to water.I watched helplessly as she started sucking. I watched my Master begin to fuck her mouth. She took all of him in her mouth. I knew his cock was sliding down her throat as she face fucked his beautiful dick. She took hold of his balls and started to gently squeeze. I looked at his face and saw a look I knew too well. He was about to cum. I saw him thrust on last time and I could see her cheeks swell slightly. She had allowed him to cum in her mouth. As she got to her feet a trickle of him cum was running down her chin. She looked at me and walked over, standing inches from my face. She took hold of the back of my head and kissed me. As her tongue started to play with mine, I tasted Graham's cum rush into my mouth. My tongue played with hers. As we played with each other, we both swallowed, each consuming cum. I could feel my body start to shake, and orgasm building. I knew it would be only a matter of moments before I came. I had been holding back for so long, now I was going to get relief. Just moments before I was going to release, I felt a searing pain coming from my ass. I felt it before I heard it. I broke the kiss and glanced back. The woman in leather had a giant paddle in her hand. She sneered that she had warned me about cumming without permission, and now my punishment was due. The paddle hit my ass cheeks again. The pain made me scream out. I begged her to stop. Each time I begged, she hit harder. Suddenly, the pain started to switch to pleasure. I now started to enjoy each time struck me. I could feel my clit start to get hard and swell. I felt a jolt of pain coming from my right tit. I looked down and saw a metal clothes pin being attached. My head went back and I heard myself scream with pain. It took only a few moments before my clit grew even more. I was in a world of my own, light in my head flashing, my clit wanting to explode. I wanted to frig myself off so badly, but was helpless to do anything. I felt my hands and feet being released. I went to put my fingers in my pussy, but had my wrists pulled behind me. I was led to a leather bench on stage. The audience was cheering loudly as I was bent over and my hands put in cuffs. My naked ass and pussy was now pointed upward. I knew you could see the paddle marks on me, and the juices running from inside me. Graham led the redhead over in front of me. She began to strip him, soon having him naked in front of everyone. She reached down and pulled her panties off. Now I was looking at one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She was nude, a small patch of red hair covering her pussy. Graham reached down and started to play with her snatch. I watched as she closed her eyes, enjoying his fingers inside her. She took his hand and laid down on stage. As he laid on top of her, I saw her guide his cock into her. Now I watched as he slowly fucked her in front of my eyes. The woman in leather came up and stood in front of me. She looked down and asked me if I wanted to eat her. I said yes. She ordered my to beg her for her pussy. I told her please, let me eat you. She told me to beg louder. I was weak from the pain, but screamed my plea for her pussy. She walked closer, stood inches from my face, and pushed down her leather bottoms. My mouth was watering, anticipating the sweet taste of pussy. As her bottoms slid down, my jaw dropped. There, between her legs, was a hard cock that had to be 8-9" long. It was rock hard, standing almost straight up. She stepped forward and took hold of my head. She wasn't gentle with me. She rammed it into my mouth and began to slam into me. I felt something ram into my pussy. I didn't know what it was, but it filled me and was as rough as the cock in my mouth. I was being pounded to the delight of all watching. I heard the people cheering, calling me names and clapping. The cock in my mouth exploded, filling me with sweet tasting cum. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a man come up on stage. He started to strip, then begin to stroke his cock. I lost sight of him as he came around to my back. I felt the object leave my snatch and a cock enter. He fucked me for a few minutes and I felt him unload inside me. Soon there was a flurry of naked men on stage. I felt cocks entering my pussy and ass. I constantly had a cock in my mouth, swallowing load after load. I guess they ran out of men who wanted to fuck me. I was unchained and pulled to my feet by my hair. I could hardly stand, my legs trying to buckle beneath me. I was taken to center stage and forced to my knees. The bitch with the cock stood over me. She thanked everyone for staying for the show. She said that I had begged her to be able to give them one more example of how much of a slut I was. With that, she took her huge cock in her hand and aimed it at my face. In moments she began to pee. I felt her piss hit my eyes. It began to burn, so I moved my head. I felt the pee go into my mouth. I was repulsed at first, never having tasted piss before. Suddenly I had the urge for more. I rose up on my knees, took the cock in my hand, and shoved it in my mouth. The cock kept streaming piss and I gulped it down like wine. I swallowed and felt the hot liquid flow down my throat. I felt my clit swell to its fullest and explode. I remember feeling like I was pissing too. I exploded and experienced the long awaited orgasm. I must have passed out, because when I opened my eyes I was naked in my bed. Yes, I now truly am a slut. to be continued...