Emma Becomes a Slutwife

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Emma Becomes a SlutwifeChapter 1Our marriage of just over 4 years has been thrown totally upside down over the past few weeks. Changedbeyond all recognition. I’ve now been well and truly cuckolded by Emma, who has astonished me! First byher blatant unfaithfulness, and then by transforming herself into an extremely slutty ‘hotwife’! I didn’t see itcoming. But, to be honest, I’m not at all unhappy at the outcome.About a month ago Emma announced she was going on a ‘girls night out’ on Friday evening. Although it’snot something she had done before, I certainly didn’t think of it as a big deal. Little did I know then that itwould be the first step of a seismic change to our whole marriage!“I’m just meeting up with 3 of the girls from the office for a bottle of wine at that wine bar in town.” she toldme the night before.Emma gets home from work before me and was already soaking in the bath when I got back just after seven.I fixed myself a meal and was eating it in front of the tv in the living room when I heard Emma shout fromthe hallway on her way out “Bye hon. Shan’t be late.” I didn’t catch a sight of her at all.I had a thoroughly uneventful evening and, although tomorrow was Saturday and I could have a lie in, I wastired enough to hit the sack just after midnight. I was a bit surprised that Emma wasn’t home already. I wassure the wine bar closed at 11 but I wasn’t overly concerned. Maybe they’d gone on somewhere.As I lay in bed several thoughts crossed my mind. Had she gone on to a nightclub? Was she drunk? Had shebeen chatted up by some guy? Why hadn’t she at least put her head round the living room door to say aproper goodbye to me? Strangely it was that last one that I found most perplexing. Had she put on somesuper sexy revealing outfit that she didn’t want me to see her going out in? I decided there was a chance thatmay be the case. Emma isn’t exactly shy when it comes to dressing sexy and showing off her stunning body.She buys numerous sexy clothes on the internet.It was nearly 1.30am when I heard her come in. She went straight into the spare bedroom that I’ve convertedto a dressing room with extra wardrobe space for her. After a few moments she came into our bedroom andclimbed into bed in her faithful old t-shirt. So I didn’t even get to see what she’d been wearing all evening!“I’m whacked.” she said and seemed to go to sleep almost immediately.I slept sporadically and got out of bed at 7 on a mission. I went into her dressing room to see what she’d putin the washing basket from last night. Although I had suspected I might find a sexy outfit there I wasn’t at allprepared for what I actually found. Last night’s clothes had just been thrown on top of the spare bed. I pickedup a little white dress. It was really tiny but incredibly stretchy…made of spandex I guess. I held it up to thelight of the window and, as I stretched it out a little, I saw just how see-thru it was! The material was ultrathin and semi transparent.Also on the bed were a pair of black fencenet stockings, still attached to the straps of a black pvc garter belt.My heart skipped a few beats as I realised how visible the slutty black garter belt would be through the thinwhite dress. That would have looked so damn tarty! Holding them up I saw there were 4 wide black strapsattached to the top of each stocking with bright silver fasteners. They were adjusted to their longest setting,which meant that her stocking tops would be low down her thighs and most certainly visible below the hemof such a short mini-dress! Bloodhell, I thought. What a sleazy outfit. Surely not something she’d wear for agirls night out?I suddenly realised there was no thong or g-string there. I went over to the washing basket and, sure enough,there was a very small black lace g-string. I picked it straight up because I was wondering now if I’d find anytell-tale cum stains on it! But when I held her g-string up to examine it I got another shock. It was crotchless!There would have been no material covering her pussy at all! Again I found myself wondering how totallyslutty this whole outfit would have looked on Emma last night. Trashy in the extreme! Black pvc lingerie soclearly visible underneath her tight see-thru white spandex dress! And crotchless underwear? I didn’t knowshe had any!My heart was pounding loudly. A thousand thoughts went through my mind. No wonder she didn’t come intothe living room to say goodbye! Did she take a coat or a jacket? There was none in her dressing room, but Ifigured it would be downstairs perhaps. On the floor by the bed were a pair of white ankle boots. I looked atthem closely. They had long silver metal spiked stiletto heels, about 5 or 6 inches I reckoned, and incrediblylong pointed toes. The pointed tips, which had little chrome toe caps at the end, extended about 6 inches pastthe end of her toes. A very fetishy pair of ankle boots that I’d never seen before.There was no way that I could get back to sleep again after my discoveries had shocked me to the core. I wasdevastated. Reeling. I tried to think rationally and came up with two possible scenarios. Either Emma hadbeen out on a date or she really had been with a girlfriend but they’d purposely gone out on the pull…lookingto meet guys. There was no other explanation possible.I went downstairs to make a cup of tea and think through what I was going to say to Emma. There at the footof the stairs was her long black leather coat, thrown over the bottom banister. I was in full snoop mode nowand so I looked in the pockets. I pulled out a pair of black fencenet fingerless gloves, the same fencenet asher stockings. They were long…at least past the elbows and maybe full arm length. I imagined how they musthave looked with the rest of her tarty outfit last night. Full-on slutwear for sure!Although my heart was still racing, I tried to remain calm and plot what move I should make now. Tell herI’ve seen how she was dressed last night and demand to know why she wore those things? Maybe. Or ask herif she had a good night and try to get her to open up about what she did and where she went. That soundedbetter. Then it suddenly hit me! I’d had a raging erection since the moment I’d first picked up her white dress!Why? I was excited that my gorgeous wife had gone out last night in such a blatant ‘fuck me’ outfit. I had thehardest stiffy I’ve had for ages!I was desperate to know what was going on with her but I decided to say nothing at all to her right now. Iwanted to see where this led. Was it a one-off? In which case I’d ask her about it in a few weeks time. Or wasit the start of something? I’m not sure what, but I just felt there were likely to be further developments quitesoon. I’d wait a while to see what they were.Chapter 2Emma behaved perfectly normally after she got up at around 10. I asked her ever so casually if she’d had agood night last night.“Yeah, we demolished a couple of bottles of wine in the wine bar and then went on to Xyte, the new club bythe station. I was a bit tipsy by the time I got back…but we had a great time. So much so that we’re planningthe same again next Friday. You don’t mind, do you hon?”“No, of course not. It’s good that you can go out sometimes with the girls from work.” I replied. My strategywas taking shape. I decided that I would somehow have to see her before she left the house next Friday. Thatway I could comment on her outfit without having to own up to the snooping I did. And if she was wearinganything near as slutty as last night, then she would surely have to offer some sort of explanation!Nothing out of the ordinary happened before next Friday came around. When I got in from work Emma wasalready in the bath. I even offered to pour her a white wine. But I couldn’t resist taking a peek into herdressing room to see if she had already laid out what she’d be wearing tonight. Alas, she hadn’t. I needed tobe sure I could somehow catch a sight of her on her way out. My heart was racing again!Emma had closed the door to her dressing room and it was nearing 8.30. I offered to get her another wine butshe declined. I wasn’t going to barge in with some lame excuse so I hung around in the kitchen, which gaveme a clear view of the hallway and door that would be her exit route.I heard the sound of stilettos on the staircase and kept a close watch on the hallway. Emma was in my line ofsight for no more than a couple of seconds as she turned at the foot of the stairs, said goodbye, and headedout of the door. I took a mental picture of what I’d seen. She was heavily made up…far more so than usual.Lots of glossy red lipstick and heavy black eye make-up. A black satin jacket was tightly belted at her waist.It was mid-thigh length so there was no chance of seeing what she had on beneath it. What I did see, though,was a pair of shiny black pvc thigh boots with high platforms and long spikey steel stiletto heels. As theyreached up well above the bottom of her satin jacket they must have been extra long thigh high boots! Veryfetishy! I was dying to know what was under the jacket. My plan hadn’t worked too well. But, once again, Ihad a massive erection and was actually excited and very aroused to see her go out like that.Time passed very slowly during the evening. I watched some tv, had a couple of beers and then started onthe bourbon. I took a large one up to the bedroom with me just after midnight and watched a bit of porn onmy laptop, knowing I was too on edge to sleep before Emma got home. I’d already decided to wait until shewent to sleep and then I’d get up to take a peek into her dressing room! There was no way I could wait till themorning to snoop around, that was for sure!Once again it was about 1.30am when I heard Emma get back. Same as last Friday, she went to the dressingroom for a few moments and then climbed into bed in an old t-shirt. I pretended I was asleep and waited untilI was sure she was. Careful not to wake her, I eased myself out of bed and went ever so quietly over to herdressing room. My heart was pounding before I even got there.The glossy black pvc boots were on the floor. I had never seen them before. She does have a couple of pairsof thigh boots but these looked to be longer and with much higher platforms. On the bed was her black satinjacket and just one other item. Like her boots, it was made of high gloss black pvc. I held it up and couldn’tbelieve she’d actually worn this in public! It was a one-piece playsuit that was cut so high up on both sides,almost up to her armpits, that it must have looked quite outrageous! There was a big central zip that ran fromthe front neck right the way down under her crotch and up to the top of her ass. But it had 4 separate sliders.The top one could be unzipped to reveal some cleavage, the back one would show the top of her ass crack,but the two middle sliders could be unzipped anywhere to create an opening in any position she wanted! Theslutty playsuit was cut so narrow along the front of the crotch and right up past her ass that, from below thewaist, it was designed more like a tiny little thong!I was completely gobsmacked. How could she possibly wear this in public. Even a committed exhibitionistwould shy away from an outfit as revealing as this. I imagine that she bought it online from a specialist fetishshop. What was it about these Friday nights out, supposedly with ‘the girls’, that had turned Emma from aperfectly normal married woman into going out looking like a sex hungry street hooker? I wondered to whatextent she had unzipped this ridiculous ‘fuck me’ pvc playsuit? Why put something like that on, with a zipopen crotch, if you don’t intend to exhibit yourself in it?I went back into the bedroom in a state of extreme shock. My mind was racing. There was no way I wantedto sleep now. I was thinking a thousand different thoughts…and I had another huge erection! I was excitedbeyond belief at the thought of Emma going out dressed like that. But what do I say to her?I went down to the living room and poured another large bourbon. What should my strategy be now, Iwondered? Come straight out and tell her what a turn-on it is to see her go out dressed like a cheap whore?No, that wouldn’t tell me why she was suddenly doing it. I had to go for a bolder strategy for next Friday,assuming there was to be a repeat of ‘girls night out’.I worked on my plan throughout the following week. Emma had already said that she’d be out with ‘the girls’on Friday evening again. I would follow her…at a safe distance in my car…to see where she went and whowith. This plan had risks, for sure, but I would find out, at last, what exactly she was up to. I would call herat home about 7pm on Friday and say I was working late on something and wouldn’t get back until after shehad left. In fact, I would park up the road and be ready to follow her car.The only way out of our neighbourhood was to turn right down the hill to the main road. Up the hill to theleft finished in a dead end past the golf course. So I would park a little way up the hill to the left just after8pm next Friday evening and wait for Emma’s red VW Golf to pull out of our drive. It would be getting darkby then so there was no chance she’d spot me.It was amazing how excited I felt as the week wore on. What if I slipped up and she saw me? Well, I wouldsimply confess that I wanted to know where she went on Friday nights. Given that she would probably bewearing some totally over the top indecent slutwear again, Emma would have more explaining to do than Iwould if it came to a showdown!Chapter 3When Friday evening came I made the call to Emma and then got changed at work, out of my business suitand into a pair of denim jeans and sweatshirt. I parked up in my chosen spot at 5 past 8 and waited. Half anhour and 3 cigarettes later I saw her car pull out from our drive and turn right down the hill. I followed at asafe distance.It was 6 miles into the city centre where the wine bar and Xyte were, but she turned off unexpectedly beforethen onto the ring road. A couple of miles further on she turned into what looked like a large pub car park. Itwas called Roxy’s and I didn’t know the place at all. I chose the row behind hers to park in as it would giveme a good view of her getting out of the car and going inside.It took her a few minutes to exit the car. Was she putting more make-up on? No, she’d have done all of thatat home…especially as I wasn’t there this time. Was she waiting for someone? Obviously not as she was nowclimbing out of her car. Had she been taking a coat or jacket off before going inside? Maybe. I was about 50yards away and the car park was well lit. I watched intently as she walked slowly and carefully to the pubentrance…she was wearing sky-high stripper shoes! The ones with clear glass platforms, high stiletto heelsand several large silver ankle straps that reached halfway up her calf. Her little silver minidress glistenedunder the lights. Sparkly and glittery it looked like it was lurex. But the most stunning thing about it wasbeing split up both sides…right up to well above her waist! Did she have any underwear on tonight? Surelyshe had to! It simply wouldn’t be decent without!I noticed some posters around the car park that said ‘Friday’s DS&S’. I didn’t know what that meant. I waited10 minutes and ventured slowly towards the pub entrance. This was the risky part. Going inside withoutEmma seeing me. A couple of guys were walking near me. I asked them what DS&S was.“Divorced, Single and Separated” they informed me with a grin. “Or ‘grab a granny’ as we call it! It’s afucking cattle market. Everyone looking to meet someone to get laid!” I thanked them and went inside verycautiously. There was no cover charge. It seemed like a cross between a pub and a nightclub. A DJ wasplaying dance music. There was a long bar area running down the whole left hand side. Lots of tables andchairs in the middle, a dance area further down and some couch seating at the very far end.I went to the nearest part of the bar, just inside the entrance, and tried to lose myself amongst a large groupof guys standing around at the bar. I was worried that Emma would recognise me before I spotted her. Atleast I didn’t stand out as much as she would in that dress!Looking around I could understand the cattle market reference. Women of all ages dolled up to attract themen. ‘Mutton dressed as lamb’ I thought, as many of them were clearly in their 40’s or 50’s yet were all tartedup like horny teenagers in slutty little high risk outfits. At least Emma, at 28, didn’t qualify as a ‘glamorousgran’! The men were a mixed bunch. Young guys looking for a one night stand. Older guys trying too hard tolook so cool.Finally I saw Emma. Three-quarters of the way down the bar, talking in a small crowd. The lighting wasquite dim and Emma seemed to be totally wrapped up in her conversation. There was very little risk thatshe’d spot me. As I looked a while longer, she seemed to be in a group of six. Three guys, two black and onewhite, and three girls. The white guy looked vaguely familiar but I couldn’t place him.The whole place was just a glorified pick-up joint. Strangers dancing with strangers and groping handsexcitedly exploring new bodies with absolutely no resistance being offered. Everyone was there to getfucked! I even noticed a few of the more middle aged tarts giving me the eye! Hell, I’m only 34! One ofthem, a slim slinky blonde, had a tight fitting black lace dress on with very obviously nothing underneath it!Well, on another night maybe…..Emma’s crowd were heading away from the bar and further down the pub. She was exposing a ridiculousamount of flesh down the one side that I could see as she tottered along in her pole dancer’s shoes. But frommy angle, nothing to positively confirm if she had any underwear on or not. They stopped at another tablewhere 5 or 6 guys were sitting, drinking, and chatted with them for a while.Then I saw Emma suddenly sit on the lap of one of them! She put her hands around his neck and they kissedpassionately. I couldn’t see where his hands were but I had a good idea! The white guy who had been up atthe bar with her and who looked familiar to me handed something to Emma. She and the guy whose lap shesat on got up and walked over to the exit.Now what do I do, I wondered. It was risky to follow them out but, what the hell I thought, I’ll try to keepunder cover. Fortunately they didn’t look back and I saw them walk over to a white van in the car park.Emma unlocked the sliding side door with the key she’d just been given and they both climbed in, Emmashowing a completely bare ass as she did so!It didn’t take much imagination to know what they were doing inside the van…it probably had a matress inthe back. It was a tradesman’s van with no windows in the back and a full partition behind the front benchseat. Impossible to peep inside to see them. They weren’t going anywhere in the van and I figured they wouldcome back into the pub when they’d finished fucking. I took up a place along the crowded bar and kept aneye on the bar entrance.I wondered if Emma already knew this man or had just met him 5 minutes before fucking him? I had gotanother erection and I had to keep shifting position to try and hide it. After another 10 or 15 minutes the twoof them walked back into the bar. I turned away a little so I wouldn’t be seen by her. The guy who’d justfucked her rejoined his friends and Emma went over to another table where the people she was originallywith at the bar had sat down. She looked a little hot and flushed! Not surprisingly!The DJ would put on a couple of slow songs after every session of high energy dance music. One of the twoblack guys took Emma’s hand and they went onto the dance floor when the first slow song began. Talk aboutdirty dancing…this was pure eroticism! The izmir escort bayan black guy had his hands on the cheeks of her ass and was pullingher in tightly to him. Her legs were apart and he was pushing one of his legs hard into her crotch. She wasalmost humping him there on the dancefloor! But it wasn’t out of keeping with how other amorous coupleswere dancing. Emma’s hands were around his neck and they kissed frequently. With their bodies pressed soclose together I had missed what Emma was doing now. She’d moved her right hand from around this guy’sneck and she was rubbing his crotch at the front of his jeans! They were whispering something. Before thesecond slow song had even finished they were making their way over to the exit. Emma still had the keys tothe van!Twenty minutes later she came back to the table and the black guy who’d just fucked her went to talk withsome people up at the bar. It was only 11pm and already she’d fucked two men in the back of a van! I askedone of the bartenders what time Roxy’s closed. “1am, last orders 12.45.” he informed me. That would fit withEmma getting home around 1.30am each week. I reckoned that she stayed here all evening and went out tofuck different men in the van at fairly regular intervals! Bloodyhell!During the next hour and a bit she went out twice more. Once with the white guy that she was originally upat the bar with and once with an older man who had asked her to dance first. He looked to be in his fiftiesand Emma towered over him in her sky high hooker shoes. When they’d been dancing I saw how he’d put hishand between her legs and Emma hadn’t made any attempt to discourage him…in fact she even parted herlegs more to give him better access!It was gone 12.30 by now and I decided to head home. The place had thinned out a little bit as people hadpaired off and gone home to fuck their new found partners. My last sight of Emma before I left was a tellingone. She was sitting next to a young guy on one of the couches at the far end with her legs wide open and herhead back as he fingered her well fucked pussy. The sight of that, in public, had given me another ragingstiffy! I walked out to my car and drove home, my head in a spin.Once again, Emma returned at about 1.30 and climbed into bed, saying she was exhausted (I’m not surprisedafter all that fucking), having undressed in the dressing room. I waited for her to go to sleep and crept intothe dressing room. There was just her little silver lurex dress on the bed. I held it up and this time there weredefinite stain marks on the inside of it, right at the bottom on the back where her ass would be when sittingdown! Brown stains and, I’m sure, dried cum. Had she been assfucked? Hell, that’s something we had neverdone. I just assumed that Emma wouldn’t like it, but then I’d never asked her! We fuck missionary once ortwice a week…a bit more recently because I get so turned on by her Friday night exploits! I did check thewashing basket for underwear, not really expecting to find any. There was none!Back in bed, I wasn’t at all sleepy. Too much going on in my head. Tonight had confirmed everything that Ihad feared (hoped?) for. What next? I definitely wanted all of this out in the open now…but I didn’t want torisk losing Emma. Besides, her fucking other men was proving to be the most exciting turn-on that I’d everfelt. How weird is that?Tomorrow, being Saturday, I would have plenty of opportunity to steer conversation to her Friday nights ‘outwith the girls’. Getting to the crux of it may prove difficult if she was dead set against telling me all. I figuredthat if I could somehow let her know that I wouldn’t exactly be against her meeting other guys on Fridays,then she may just spill the whole beans.Chapter 4Weekends I take Emma a cup of coffee and a slice of toast in bed. Weekdays she brings me a cup of teabefore leaving for work. Her usual shift at the call centre is 8-3.30 so she leaves home before me and getshome much earlier.She appeared downstairs just before 10 and we talked about the day ahead. Dry cleaning to pick up, somegrocery shopping was needed and we were meeting some friends for drinks and an early dinner by the lake at6.30. I asked her if she had a good time with her girlfriends last night.“Yes I did, thanks hon. We seem to get through more bottles of wine each week.” I didn’t want her to get toodeep into the lie so I changed tack.“You don’t want to sit around in the same wine bar every time. Why don’t you all go to some clubs or barswhere there’s a bit more action?” I asked her.“Well, we have done. I told you about Xyte the other week. That was fun.”I pressed on. “When you’re out, Em, I have a few beers, watch a bit of tv and my mind wanders off to whatyou’d be doing right then. I imagine you having to fight off the guys trying to hit on you…because youalways look so damn sexy…and d’you know what? I have a kind of confession to make! I imagine you notexactly fighting them all off but sometimes making out with one of them! Isn’t that weird, eh? Maybe I’m justnot the jealous husband type who would be mortified if you were with another guy?” Take a breather, I toldmyself. Let her catch up with what I’m telling her!“Wow, babe! Just occasionally you really do surprise me! Not often I admit, but just once in a while! So,what are you saying exactly? You’d be ok with me playing away from home? Or you actually want me to?That’s the most surprising thing you’ve said to me during 4 years of marriage! Have you been looking at toomuch porn or is this idea for real?”This was looking promising, I thought. She hadn’t totally dismissed the idea of her ‘playing away’. She wassearching for more information before giving a fuller answer. I’m sure that I’d caught her by surprise and sheneeded time to process everything. I pushed it a bit further, slowly and cautiously.“Well, tell you the truth, hon, when I imagine you with another guy I get a raging hard-on! How about that!It’s not something I can control…even if I wanted to…it just happens, kind of automatic! It happened againwhen you were out last night and, I don’t know, I just got kind of excited by the idea of it! I’m not telling youto go out and do it for my sake, oh no, I’m just saying that if the situation ever arises where you’re tempted,then go right ahead and do it. But please, please tell me all about it afterwards…that really would be soincredibly exciting to hear! Am I talking crazy or am I making any kind of sense?”“I can follow what you’re saying and I’ve read in womens magazines about perfectly masculine guys whoenjoy being cuckolded by their wives like that. I just didn’t have you down as the cuckold type, darling! Youreally have surprised me. You’re normally such a straight regular guy! I don’t know what to say.”“So, that’s a first.” I joked. “You not knowing what to say!” Emma has always been the more outgoing andsociable one of us. I’m more introspective but certainly not shy. Emma usually takes the lead in most thingsthat we do…from initiating sex to where we go on vacation, hooking up with friends and which restaurantswe go to. I decided to give her some time to think about what I’d said.“Tell you what, hon, lets just make a loose plan for a night out next week where we can go somewhere nicetogether, you can dress up real sexy and, if the opportunity arises for you to hook up with another guy there,you can give it a go, see where it leads and take it from there. If nothing happens then at least we’ve had agood night out together. Now, where would be a good place to go?” That was a masterstroke on my part.Only presenting Emma with a choice of where to go, not whether we should go!“Well, Xyte have an over 25s night on Wednesdays. A free cocktail for the ladies means they always get abig turnout and then that brings lots of guys in too.” I knew I was home and dry now. Also, it gave Emma afew days to get used to the idea and almost accept it as her own. The only thing I hadn’t achieved was anyadmission that she’d been fucking other guys every Friday. That might come another day. I was alreadydelighted at the way it had all gone so easily.We actually had some great sex over the weekend…both Saturday and Sunday night. I was horny as hell andEmma too seemed hotter and more frisky than usual. I figured that her mind had been working overtime onsome of the possibilities of this adventurous new chapter in our marriage. By Monday night we had evenintroduced some dirty fantasy talk to our lovemaking. Emma seemed every bit as excited as I was about ournight out on Wednesday.Chapter 5When the big night arrived I got back from work early enough for us to eat together before we had to leave.We were like a couple of teenagers…both a bit nervous and even a little apprehensive about tonight. I did thedishes while Emma went up to soak in the bath and get ready. I gave her ass a playful slap as she began toclimb the stairs and said “Sexy as you want tonight, hon!”“Hmmm ok then!” she replied. I wondered if she would go for the blatantly slutty style she favoured forFriday nights. I hoped that she would. When I finished the dishes I took her up a glass of white wine. “Oh, soyou’re trying to get me tipsy are you? I had a large glass with dinner you know! You’re a very wicked man.And I do love wicked men!” she said, confirming to me that she was in just the right sort of playful mood fortonight to be a very naughty one!I got ready in the bedroom and waited downstairs for Emma, who was in her dressing room with the doorclosed. When I heard those familiar stiletto heels coming down the stairs my heart started pounding…just likea teenager waiting for his first date! She made a spectacular entrance! “Sexy enough, babe?”I gasped and was utterly speechless for a few long seconds. A vision in shiny red pvc stood tall in front ofme! It was a full body high gloss red pvc catsuit with zips all over the place…on her sleeves, at the ankles,even little zips right over her tits and of course a full length zip that ran down her front, under her crotch andup past her ass at the back. It was one of those 4 slider zips I had seen already on that black pvc playsuit shewore the other Friday. Shiny red pvc stilettos with long pointy toes and metal spike heels added 5 or 6 inchesto her 5 foot 5 inch natural height. Fortunately I’m over 6 feet and wouldn’t be dwarfed. Her make-up wasbold and slutty, she wore a red leather studded choker and a pair of huge circular silver earings. A real ‘fuckme’ outfit, every bit as tarty and slutty as she wore for Friday nights.“Fuckinghell Em, you look fantastic!” I told her. My mouth was still gaping wide open! “Where have youbeen hiding that catsuit…I love it! Oh, you gotta dress up like this more often. Amazing. Totally, truly andutterly amazing!” I said.“Oh, so you approve then? I wasn’t sure if you would like such an obviously slutty look. Now I know thatyou do, I’ll have fun wearing more things like this! I’m wet and horny already! Shall we go? You’d betterdrive tonight, I’m on a free cocktail and they’re a bit more-ish!”Emma didn’t put a coat on. We left by the side door in the hallway, where I had watched Emma slip out thesepast few Fridays, out into the integral garage and climbed into my BMW. It was only a 15 minute drive intothe city centre at almost 9 in the evening. The Xyte car park was completely full so I dropped Emma off atthe club and told her to go in while I found some street parking nearby.Although she only had a 5 or 10 minute start on me, when I walked into the main bar I saw that she’d alreadybeen hit on by some lounge lizard in a designer suit. Instead of joining them I grabbed a bar stool a few yardsaway and sat down as if I didn’t know Emma at all. She was chatting away with him and didn’t once try tomake eye contact with me. She’s a natural at this, I thought.Emma had almost downed her free pina colada and he was ordering her another. His hand was on her leg, orrather on her glossy red pvc catsuit that covered her leg! Her front zipper was already down much furtherthan when we had left the house. A sizeable amount of cleavage was on show now. Emma had a boob jobstraight after we got married. Not huge but a good size D cup. She hardly ever wore a bra…she didn’t need toas the surgeon had cleverly crafted her fake tits to stand straight out with no sag at all.I noticed Emma’s hand go round his waist…she was sitting on a high bar stool and he was standing over her.Then she lowered her hand to his ass and seemed to be trying to poke a finger right into his sensitive asshole!She knew I could clearly see this and I’m sure that she was showing off to me how slutty she could be! Itworked a treat. I had a solid erection by now! Suddenly they both scooped up their drinks and went over to acouch that had become free near the far corner. It was busy in the main bar, despite most people being in thedance area on the other side. My view was obstructed and I looked for some way of getting closer.There were groups of people standing around chatting throughout the bar. I ambled over to where I could restmy beer on a ledge and I was only a few feet from where Emma and her guy sat. I didn’t need to show anycaution as Emma knew I was there and her guy had no idea that I was, in fact, her husband! Their couch wasrecessed a little into a small alcove and they were making out in a bolder way now. His arm was round hershoulders, stroking her long blonde hair. Bottle bleached blonde I should add. Emma had hooked one legover his knee which meant that her legs were spread, but the twin zippers over her crotch didn’t seem to havebeen opened….not yet anyway! They kissed often and Emma’s hand was clearly resting right on his cock!She’d give it a little squeeze from time to time!When Emma got up to use the bathroom I thought of going over and having a word with her, out of his sight.But what was there to say? She was obviously enjoying his company. I’m certain that she was feeling horny.And she seemed perfectly happy to make all the running and let this scene play out. So I stayed put.When she got back she sat herself down straight on his lap. I sensed that she was upping the stakes now. Sheput both arms round his neck and kissed him long and very passionately. French tongue kissing by the lookof it. He’d pulled her front zip down further and his hand was inside her catsuit now, groping her tits! Shewrithed around on his lap leaving him in no doubt that she was enjoying that. So, emboldened to go further,he moved his hand down to her crotch and began rubbing her pussy gently through the shiny pvc fabric. Hehad located the two zippers there and slid one a little way to make a small opening. Emma took charge bysuddenly using both hands to separate the two zips by a good 6 inches, as if to say to him ‘don’t pussyfootaround…open them up properly!’This was becoming a rather X rated performance now. A few of the men near to where I stood were glancingacross quite often to follow the goings on. Emma didn’t care about them. In fact she seemed to revel in herexhibitionism and the little show she was putting on! The guy she was with seemed like a smooth operatortoo. He was quick to take advantage of her newly revealed shaved pussy and was busy flicking and pinchingat her swollen wet clit. Emma’s hand was equally busy, stroking his cock a lot more purposefully now with amuch harder and faster action!He was obviously in some discomfort. His cock would have been erect and his trousers were extremely tightand restricting. He appeared to try to get up to visit the bathroom but he had to abandon the first attempt dueto the size of his erection. He was clearly very well endowed! He made it on the second attempt and I usedthe opportunity to grab a quick word with Emma. But before I could say anything, she told me, bold as brass,“I’m going back with Josh tonight. He’s going to fuck me. I may be home late tonight or it may be tomorrowmorning! And something for you to think about while I’m getting fucked by Josh, most cuckolds lick theirwives clean after other men have cum inside them. That’s what I read, anyway! I really hope you’re up forthat when I get home!”To say that I was gobsmacked, speechless, would be a huge understatement. This evening had gone a lotfurther and faster than I was reckoning on. Emma gave my fully erect cock a big squeeze and whispered“Josh is coming back.” I quickly got up and resumed my former position, now struggling myself with aboner that was all too obvious. It dawned on me that while Josh was in the bathroom Emma had made noattempt to close the zips over her pussy! Or even to close her legs! When he got back her hot pussy wasbeing displayed to him quite openly, like a prize he had just won. He was obviously desperate to fuckher…had been for some while, I’m sure!A few minutes later they got up and headed towards the exit. Emma still hadn’t zipped her crotch up! She’dnever been this brazen before. Never ever! If this was the start of a whole new era for us then I was excitedbeyond belief. I thought about what she’d said about cleaning her up. That was brazen, ok, but she wasdeadly serious! I could tell that. As the thought of lapping up another man’s cum out of her well fucked pussyhad re-invigorated my cock again, that did rather confirm that I was most certainly up for doing it! It wasexciting me beyond belief. So kinky and perverted. I was discovering new things about myself, let alone allthe new revelations I was learing about Emma!Chapter 6When I got home it was just past midnight. I opened a porn site on my laptop and searched for cuckoldvideos. Two hours flew by and, after viewing umpteen cuckold scenes, I was now totally hooked on thiscuckolding thing. I learnt more about what ‘hotwives’ were all about too. Emma was now a fully fledgedhotwife for sure! Tonight she was busy passing her final exams! My own test would come as soon as she gothome. Whenever that might be!I assumed that Emma was working at 8 tomorrow morning. It was just past 2am and I had no idea when toexpect her. I dozed off, laptop still on the bed, and finally woke to the sound of our front door closing. It was3.45am. I heard the tell-tale clicking of her metal heeled stilettos on the stairs and then she shouted out “I’mhome, darling. Hope you’re wide awake!”This time she came straight into the bedroom. Her crotch zip was open even more now…over a foot betweenthe two zippers! I greeted her with “Who’s a naughty hotwife then?” Emma was grinning like the cat that gotthe cream.She got up onto the bed, knelt down facing me and straddling my face with her swollen puffy freshly fuckedpussy hovering directly over my mouth said “Eat me out cucky! I’ve just been fucked by another man andyou’re going to lick out all the cum that he’s just fucked into my cheap slutty cunt!”Well, I nearly came on the spot. Emma had always called it her pussy. Now it was her cheap slutty cunt! Butbefore I could say a thing I had to open my mouth to catch the steady trickle of thick warm cum that oozedout from Emma’s well fucked cunt. A bit salty, it wasn’t a bad taste. At 34 I had never tasted mine or anyoneelse’s cum before! My cock was sticking straight up in the air like a flag pole. “Don’t worry babe, I’ll takecare of that for you soon!” she reassured me.The flow of cum kept on going for some while. With my mouth still open I went to work on Emma’s clitwith my tongue. She was still hot and horny so I used a finger to rub it harder. Her head went back and Iknew she was having an orgasm. “Aaaaargh…yes…don’t stop that…hmmm!” was all she said! She hardlyever orgasms when we have sex. Something that did concern me, I must admit. Now she was getting offfrom just my finger! I had the feeling that our sex life was going to be a lot more adventurous now, moreexciting izmir escort bayan and a lot more satisfying…for both of us!Emma’s orgasm subsided and I had swallowed the last of the spunk in her cunt. She lay down on the bed andcuddled up to me, her hand going down to take hold of my very erect cock. “So, you want to hear what a slutof a wife I’ve just been…fucking another man?” She continued, slowly wanking my cock as she told me allthe explicit details. “Josh took me back to his apartment and I stroked his cock in the car. It was ever so bigdarling, much bigger than yours. Over 8 inches at least. I took it out and sucked it for the last couple ofmiles…he oozed so much pre-cum, which I lapped right up of course! As soon as we got inside I undid histrousers and gave him a sloppy wet blowjob. He was just standing up in the entrance hall. When I knew hewas close to cumming I put a hand under his legs and pushed a finger right up his asshole to massage hisprostate. That always makes guys cum more powerfully. I don’t do that with you, babe, because I’m not surethat you’d like my finger poking around up your asshole!”“Oh, but I would like it, hon. I really would!” I assured her.“Ok then, I’ll start doing it for you then. Now, where was I? Oh yes, Josh soon shot a ginormous amount ofcreamy yummy cum straight into my mouth and I gulped all of his lovely spunk down. There were severalmouthfulls, babe! Lots more than you ever shoot. But his balls are much bigger than yours so I guess hewould have lots more spunk than you, wouldn’t he!”“He fixed me a bourbon and coke and I knew I had to give him some time to get his strength back…and forthose big balls to make some more spunk. We sat on his sofa and I played with the coke bottle he’d given me.I gave the top of the bottle a blowjob. Josh liked watching me do that. So then I pushed it right into my cunt,which I have to say was dripping wet with juices by now. I stood up in front of Josh and shoved it all the wayup my cunt, as far as it would go…then I pleasured myself on it, just like I do with my vibrators when you’renot around. I’ve never fucked my cunt with phallic objects like that in front of you, babe, as I’m not sure whatyou’d think of me! Do you think you’d like it if I did?”Emma was pushing all the right buttons and I was beside myself with lust for her. I’d never known suchstrong feelings. She was like a completely different person!“I’d better go slowly on your cock now, darling. We don’t want your little willie erupting before I tell you allthe best bits, do we now? So, after I fucked myself with the coke bottle we went into Josh’s bedroom. Mycunt zip was open lots…just like it is now…and I asked Josh if he wanted me to take my sleazy catsuit off orwould he like to fuck me while I’m still wearing it? Well, he chose what most men choose. ‘I want to fuckyou in that slutty fucking catsuit you perverted little tart’ is what he so eloquently said. I told Josh to kneeldown on the bed and to stick his ass right up in the air. I knelt down behind him and pulled his asscheekswide apart so that I could lick all the way up and down his asscrack with my tongue. Oh, he really loved that!Then I pushed my tongue right into his shithole darling! Josh said it felt absolutely incredible. I already hadmy hand round his wonderful cock…it was fully erect again now…and I slowly wanked him. Just like I’mwanking your little cock now.”“I know I’ve never rimmed your asshole…although I have done it to loads of other guys! Some of them havehad quite dirty assholes, but I never mind that…it’s always given me a real buzz to do filthy things like that,babe! Would you like to feel my tongue up your ass one day? I think you’d like it.”Emma was really winding me up now. Saying provocative things to make me jealous, telling me just howadventurous and kinky she is with other men…but not with me. She seemed to enjoy tormenting me with thiscuckolding and, I have to admit, I was excited at hearing her talk like this. “Oh, bloodyhell, of course I wantyou to rim my ass, hon. As often as possible!” I replied.“Ok cucky. Now, back to Josh. I knew he’d cum again soon if I kept up the rimming and cock wanking I wasgiving him…and I wanted so badly to feel his big cock in my cunt fucking me really hard and rough. So Isaid ‘fuck me Josh, please fuck me now!’ Oh, darling, it was fantastic! His cock is beautiful…long and thick. Iknew as soon as he plunged it deep inside me that I’d be orgasming very quickly. He rubbed my clit as hefucked me. Slowly to begin with and then harder and faster. I had the most amazing orgasms! Real bodyshatteringones! One of the best fucks I’ve ever had.”“After about 3 of these incredible orgasms I felt Josh tense up and about to cum. I quickly put a finger up hisasshole again because I wanted him to enjoy an extra powerful cum. That worked a treat and he shot jet afterjet of thick warm spunk deep into my cunt. When he pulled his cock out I took it straight into my mouth andlicked all of the gooey cum off it. He told me that I was the best fuck he’s had for a very long time…and veryprobably the sexiest woman that he’s ever fucked.”“Before he brought me home we exchanged phone numbers. His friend at work is having a party on Saturdayweek and he wants me to go with him! I told him to give me a ring during next week to confirm.”“So, did you like hearing about my unfaithful fucking tonight, babe? Your cock seemed to like it. I had tostop you from cumming several times, didn’t I? I’m going to let you cum right now!”And with that, Emma lifted herself up to sit on my face with her back to me. She lent forward and took mycock into her mouth…still covered in bright red lipstick which she’d obviously re-applied. Her cunt zip wasstill wide open and she was inviting me to lick her clit again while I got a nice sloppy wet blowjob from her.She’d had to squeeze the base of my cock a few times to stop me shooting my load earlier while she told meall about her slutty performance with Josh. I knew I wouldn’t last long and, sure enough, after a few minutesI felt my balls tighten. Emma noticed it too and reached under my legs to put a finger in my ass. She fingeredmy prostate as I started to cum in her mouth and I experienced the most explosive orgasm that I’ve ever hadin my life! Absolutely mind-blowing!The sex we’d had before had been nothing like this. Vanilla by comparison. This was raw, lustful, full-on sexthat was a hundred times more exciting…and satisfying! “Fuckinghell, Emma. That was something else! I’venever cum like that before!” Emma just turned around, looked at me, and opened her mouth to reveal all thecum she’d just drained from my balls! She then made a big show of swallowing it.“Hmmm, that was a much bigger load than usual. I think you’re going to enjoy sex with me a whole lot morenow, babe! But, of course, you’ll be sharing me with a lot of other men. It was fun tonight. I want more funnights like that…lots more! Do you like me being a complete slut like I was tonight? Does it excite you? Itwould be difficult going back to how we were before…and I really don’t want to…it was pretty boring,darling, to be perfectly honest with you!”“Oh I’m 100% in favour of it staying just like this. I even like the way you’re a bit cruel to me, humiliate meeven! I had no idea what a turn-on that would be! You can definitely take that as far as you want…I love it!And I want you to go to that party with Josh. And go out Friday nights. And go out on hot dates too! Just tellme everything like you did tonight…be hurtful and taunt me with it even. Bloodyhell, I do wish we’d had thisconversation 4 years ago. It feels like we’ve really wasted valuable time, hon.”“Yeah, we have. To be brutally honest, darling, I’ve felt trapped these past few years. It’s not been what I’dcall a fulfilling marriage. You know what I mean, don’t you? I’m being serious now. I think eventually we’dhave ended up divorcing if we hadn’t changed everything around the way that we have now. In fact, there’s aconfession I have to make. I’ve been fucking other men since May this year! Don’t be mad with me, pet, as itreally is no different to what you’re totally in favour of me doing from now on. I’ll tell you.”“The guy that did our decking in spring, Terry, has been fucking me for the past 4 months on and off. (Iknew I’d seen that guy in Roxy’s somewhere!) And so have the two black guys, Wesley and Joe, who workfor him. Plus a few others. I was bored, darling! I fucked Wes and Joe the week they did the decking. And onthe Saturday, when Terry came to collect our payment and you’d left me the money and gone out to playgolf, I fucked him too. I needed the sex and the excitement. Simple as that.”“Terry came back round a few weeks ago to check that the decking had settled and was all ok. I fucked himagain. He told me about a place called Roxy’s that had great Friday night gigs for the divorced, single andseparated. He said it was the best fun to be had anywhere in the city and was a place where I could let myhair down and do anything that I liked. I said I’d meet him up there a few weeks ago. And that’s where I’vebeen going these past few Fridays!”“Oh, Em, I’m not in the least bit mad over that. I’m glad that you told me. I can see, especially now, why youdid something like that. I don’t blame you in the slightest. I hope you’ll carry on going to Roxy’s and tell meabout all the wicked things that you get up to there!” I wasn’t about to confess to all my snooping around andfollowing her there. That was something best kept hidden. “Hey, If you’re working at 8 in the morning it’shardly worth going to sleep now! It’s gone 5.30am!”“Oh, I’ve already swapped shifts with someone. I’m doing a late shift today, 2-9.30. It’s a lot quieter than theearly shift.” Emma finally took off her red pvc catsuit and stilletos and we both drifted straight off to sleep.Chapter 7Thursday was a recovery day, for both of us. Emma went straight to bed when she got home from workingthe late shift. So, Friday evening came around in no time at all. When I got home from work I took a glass ofwine up to Emma, already in the bathroom. “Oh, thanks hon. Look, I’m shaving my cunt so it’s nice andsmooth for the guys who’ll be fucking me tonight!” she said.Well, as a greeting, I guess that beats ‘Hi hon, did you have a good day at work?’ It certainly set the tone foranother eventful Friday evening! I left Emma to it and fixed myself something to eat. Some while later Iheard Emma shout down from the bedroom “Hey, could you lend me a hand here babe?” I clinbed the stairsand entered the bedroom.Em was standing by the bed in her shiny black pvc garter belt and sheer nylon black seamed stockings. Shelooked one hell of a sight! “I need you to get my seams arrow straight please, darling.” she said. They wereperfectly straight already and I realised that she was teasing me. I pulled them around a little and pronouncedthem dead straight. She was standing with her legs apart and I couldn’t resist giving her pussy a good lickingwhile I was on hands and knees attending to her seamed stockings. It was noticeably wet with her juicesalready. “Hmmm yes! Get me all wet and horny before I go out babe…I’ll be gagging for those big strongcocks to fuck me in Roxy’s tonight!” said Em. I lapped at her cunt with renewed vigour!“Now disappear while I finish getting all tarted up for my night out!” Em ordered me. I knew she would beputting on some outrageously slutty outfit and, this time, I was sure that she wouldn’t sneek out of the sidedoor without letting me feast my eyes on her first.It was another 45 minutes before she came downstairs. When I saw her I was totally gobsmacked! A skintight rubber dress that was made from semi transparent pink latex hugged her body. High gloss black pvcthigh boots that almost came right up to her crotch…the same ones she’d worn a couple of weeks ago. Shelooked like a bimbo fuckdoll. Glossy pink lipstick and heaps of black eye make-up, she’d also put on longfalse eyelashes. Her bleached blonde hair was backcombed into a ‘big hair’ look. But the most striking aspectof her appearance was that the black pvc garter belt and straps were highly visible through her slutty latexdress…and so was the fact that she wore no g-string or thong!“Fuckinghell Em! That is, without doubt, the most slutty outfit I’ve ever seen anyone wear!” My erection hadcaused a huge bulge in my pants and Emma noticed it. “Oh! Looks like you approve of my choice then!” shesaid. “It’s a little risque…even for Roxys on a Friday night…but what the hell…I don’t think any of the guysthere are going to complain, do you? Besides, if anyone comes on to me too strong, Terry, Wes and Joe willall be there to come to my rescue!”“Why all the fuss over straightening your seams?” I asked her. “Your stockings are hidden by your boots!”“Oh, that was just to tease you, babe!” she said. “Although I really did want you to give me a good licking! Ichanged my stockings anyway. Those fully fashioned silk seamed stockings are difficult to get and they’reexpensive too. I don’t want to ruin them. I’ve just got plain black ones on now.”Em pulled on her black satin jacket…just in case she needed to cover up, she said, gave me a peck on thecheek…and gave my cock a good firm squeeze! Then she went out to the garage and left. “See you wheneverbabe! Bye cucky.”Cucky? I guess she’d be calling me that a lot now. Well, I suppose I had been cuckolded by her, so why not!I watched some tv and, later, took a large bourbon up to the bedroom at about midnight. I knew that Emmawould get back at around 1.30am and I intended to stay awake. So I looked at some cuckold porn on mylaptop. It got to 2am and she still wasn’t home. I knew that Roxy’s closed at 1. Just after 2.15 I heard the frontdoor open. Emma stumbled upstairs and into the bedroom.“Oh shit! I’m a bit pissed darling. There’s no way I could drive home! Terry gave me a ride back in his lovevan. Oh, I call it that because he’s got a fucking mattress in the back! Fucking mattress? Oh, that’s so apt! Itreally is a mattress for fucking on and I’ve been fucked on it by 5 guys tonight…and that’s not counting Wesand Joe who both fucked me in the back of the van on the way home, cucky!”Emma was clearly quite drunk. She clambered onto the bed and knelt astride my face, her pussy lined upover my mouth. “Eat!” is all she said. So I did. The cum was really gushing out of her. 7 loads she said. Ilapped away at it and gave her clit lots of licks too. She moaned as if she was enjoying my efforts. Then shesuddenly got up, turned around and knelt down again, this time with her ass positioned right over my mouth!“Two of the guys assfucked me, cucky. You’ll need to push your tongue all the way in and lick it out!” Shehelpfully pulled her asscheeks wide apart and more cum, rather brownish in colour, started to seep out of herwell fucked asshole!It was filthy and it was gross! But I had a massive erection, which proved it was also arousing me a greatdeal. I could see that Emma was working her ass muscles to push the turgid mix out and into my waitingmouth. She leant all the way forwards and took my cock into her mouth, sucking on it like a turbo chargedvacuum cleaner! I didn’t last very long before shooting a huge load straight down her throat!“So, five guys fucked you on the mattress in the back of Terry’s van, eh?” I asked Em. “Had you used hisvan to fuck in before, on previous Fridays?”“Yes, cucky! I’ve used it every week! The first time it was Terry himself, but then he left the keys with meand said that Wes and Joe would both be coming out to fuck me too. Then I’d borrow the keys off him everytime I met a guy in Roxys that I wanted to fuck me! Tonight it was 5 of them…but not all together! Tell youwhat, come with me to Roxys next week and you’ll see what a slut I am! I’ve already told Terry, Wes and Joethat I’ve cuckolded you and I’m free to fuck anyone I want now!”Emma rolled off me, took off her boots and latex dress, and went to sleep almost immediately. I drifted offtoo, thinking all about what it would be like next Friday, watching my slutty hotwife take regular trips out tothe car park to get fucked by a succession of different men. My erection had returned again!Chapter 8We stayed in Saturday night. Emma needed a day off alcohol after her over indulgence last night. She was onthe internet and showed me some of the outrageous fetish clothes that she wanted to order online.In the space of a couple of hours we had ordered nearly a thousand bucks worth of new slutwear for her. Apair of black high heeled pvc ankle boots that had long pointy toes jutting out some 6 inches from the end ofher own toes! They were specialist bdsm boots! A pair of very shiny red pvc thigh high boots with 4 inchplatforms and 8 inch sky-high heels, they had several chrome buckles and were covered in chrome studs. Acouple of stunning rubber latex catsuits, one silver and one black, both skin tight with 4 way crotch zips andfurther zips on the sleeves and legs to get an absolutely skin tight fit all over. And three super short microminiskirts, one in shiny red latex and two in high gloss pvc, a black one and a blue one. All three had frontzips that opened from the bottom up.On Tuesday evening, when we were just curled up on the couch watching a movie, Emma got a call fromJosh, wanting to know if she was still on for his friend’s party next Saturday. She assured him that she wasand asked him what sort of party it would be. I could only hear Em’s side of the conversation and, after Joshhad finished telling her, she said “So, if I dress up in something sexy that’ll be ok will it?” He must havegiven her an emphatic ‘yes’ because she then said “Oh, alright then, that’s good. Yes, I like the idea of youshowing me off to your friends…I hope they’ll be suitably impressed! Can you pick me up from home? Ok,see you at 8 then.”“I think Josh has been telling all his friends about me. It sounds like he wants me to put myself about withthem on Saturday! Hmm, that could be good fun!” Emma said, after she’d finished the call. A month ago aconversation like this would never have happened but now it seemed perfectly normal.Friday evening came round and, this time, I’d be going to Roxys with Em. Some of the fetish gear that she’dordered online had already arrived and Em had earmarked the shiny blue pvc micro-mini skirt for tonight.She wore it with the expensive black silk seamed stockings she had teased me with the other night, a blackpvc garter belt and a tight fitting black fishnet t-shirt that was completely see-thru! The long pointy toe ankleboots hadn’t come yet so she put on her glass platform pole dancers shoes. She looked every bit the trashyslut again in her tarty ‘fuck me’ outfit. Her glossy blue skirt was only six inches long. It sat on her hips andjust reached crotch level. At present the front zip was closed but I guessed it wouldn’t be in Roxys later! Her8 garter belt straps were very visible, given that the darker black band at the top of her seamed stockingswere a good few inches lower than the hem of her tiny little skirt! Pure eye-candy!We took my car so that Em didn’t have to worry about drink driving. She was likely to get bought a lot ofdrinks tonight! We had decided that, unlike our night out before when we stayed separate, we’d go intoRoxys together. “But I’ll be going off with different guys from time to time, cucky!” Emma stated in a verymatter of fact way.We headed straight to the bar and Em spotted Terry right away. I decided to have a bit of fun with thispotentially awkward situation. “Hi Terry, you laid my decking didn’t you…and then you laid my wife!” Iwaited a split second and then broke into a big broad grin. The ice was broken and we all relaxed. “Wes andJoe not here yet?” Em asked Terry.“They’ll be late. They’ve been working all week out of town and they’re still on their way back.” Terry toldher. “But don’t worry, the van stayed with me! I’ll give you the keys now…the way you’re dressed tonight Ithink you’ll need them sooner rather than later!” More laughter.Terry went off to talk to some other friends and Em announced “I’m going to circulate a bit.” She had made alot of acquaintances at Roxys over the past few weeks and I had no doubt she wouldn’t be averse to fuckingsome of them a second time! I stayed at the bar with my beer and watched her say ‘Hi’ to a few different guysaround the place.She settled at a table in the middle with 4 guys and 2 women sitting there drinking and chatting. She satdown on one guy’s lap…she obviously knew him…and her tarty little skirt rode up enough to expose her bareshaved cunt. The guy slipped his hand under Em’s ass and I suspect his finger had gone straight up her lubedasshole! I learnt tonight, when she was getting ready, that she’s been lubing her asshole up before going out“just in case I get assfucked” she said! Tonight she had me do it for her before we left home!Em was squirming around on this guys lap now. Further evidence that his finger was, indeed, already up herasshole! After a few minutes they both got up and headed over towards the exit. I knew exactly what washappening! I stayed put at the bar.About 15 minutes later the guy came back in on his own. Emma followed a moment later and came straightover to me. She took my hand and placed it firmly under her skirt on her cunt. It was oozing loads of cum! Ilooked down and there was cum running down the inside of her leg too! “Don’t worry cucky, I’m not goingto make you lick his spunk out of me in here!” she re-assured me. “I’m just going to let it all drip out so thatother men will see what an easy slut I am to fuck!” And then she wandered off again!This time she rejoined Terry and was introduced to the 3 guys he was chatting to. They all made a big fuss ofher. I’m sure that Terry had already told them she would be up for a good fucking! Sure enough, after about10 minutes I saw Em take the van keys out of her purse and hold them up in front of the 3 guys. But I was alittle surprised to see all 3 of them together follow Em outside!They were gone almost half an hour. When they finally came back in Emma looked very dishevelled. Herhair had that ‘dragged through a hedge backwards’ look. There were cum stains in her hair and on her fishnettop, which she’d made no attempt to remove. Once again she came over to me at the bar. Several guys nearme were looking at her in astonishment. “One in my cunt, one up my ass and one in my mouth.” she proudlyannounced to me, then gave me a big wet open mouthed french kiss, using her tongue to push as much of thecum that remained in her mouth right into mine! There was more cum dribbling down the inside of her legstoo and her false eyelashes had come off. “Going to the bathroom for running repairs.” she said.Just after she came back Wes and Joe walked in. They both greeted her with kisses and hugs. Joe steppedback and admired her outfit. He reached for the zip on her slutty little pvc skirt and opened it up more thanhalf way. Emma made no attempt to zip it back down again. “You remember my husband from the deckingjob last summer?” she asked them. They both said “Yeah, hi.” and went back to flirting with Em.Over the next hour and a bit I saw Emma go out to Terry’s van with both Wes and Joe, separately. She alsospent time groping and flirting audaciously with a young Arabic looking guy on one of the couches beforealso going out to the van with him!By 1am Emma seemed ready to go. She came over to where I was propped up at the bar, gave my cock arather hard squeeze and said “If you want sloppy 7th’s take me home…or is it 8th’s? 9th’s? I’ve kind of lostcount cucky!”She spent most of the journey home gently rubbing my crotch, careful not to let me cum. We went straightinto the bedroom and Em straddled my face on the bed. “Do your duty before I let you cum!” she said as shepulled her labia wide open to help all the spunk she’d taken flow straight out into my mouth. Once it hadfinished pouring out she turned herself around and this time pulled her asscheeks wide apart above mymouth. “And in here!” she announced, rather unnecessarily as gooey brown cum was already oozing outfrom her well fucked, lubed up, asshole!“Now it’s your turn, darling. Fuck my sloppy puffy stretched out cunt. Let’s see if I can even feel your littleprick in there!” It was steel hard and, to my mind, not at all little! But Em was in cuckold cockteasing modeand I wasn’t exactly complaining! I climbed on top of her and began fucking her with real purpose!I clearly wasn’t going to last very long. When she reached around to my asshole, shoved a finger right upinside it and thrust it in and out quite vigorously I came like an express train deep in her cunt! “Oh! I just feltsomething!” she teased cruelly. I let her out from underneath me. She took her slutty outfit off and wequickly fell asleep.Chapter 9Saturday morning we both did some household chores and Emma got another call from Josh confirming he’dbe over at 8pm to collect her. On the basis that we didn’t want him recognising me from the previousWednesday evening at Xyte, we agreed that she would go straight out to Josh’s car when he arrived and notinvite him in. Em had told him that she was married but not that her husband had actually been watchingthem both in Xyte all evening!Soon after 6 she went up to have a bath and get herself ready in good time. I took her up a white wine about7 and she was in the dressing room putting on lashings of heavy tarty make-up. It was almost 8 before Iheard her come down the stairs. She came into the living room and I gasped at the amazing sight in front ofme! Her bleached blonde hair was backcombed and teased out to look incredibly trashy. There was a largeheavily studded black pvc choker tight around her neck…it had metal spikes sticking out from it for fuckssake! Below that was a short glossy pvc rain mac that came down to crotch level where it met her longglossy black pvc crotch high platform boots! A vision in shiny black pvc, apart from a very wide red pvc beltthat was pulled extra tight around her slim waist and matched the glossy red lipstick she’d put on.A pair of huge silver hoop earings hung down and rested on the shoulders of her slutty looking shiny mac.She’d also put on some fingerless black pvc gloves. It was a truly awesome sight! “What’s under your rainmac?” I asked. Emma lifted the front of her glossy mac up and showed me. Nothing! Apart from the blackpvc garter belt with 8 wide black garter straps that were hooked onto stockings, hidden inside of her crotchhigh boots!“I thought it would be fun to wear my sexy little mac just on its own as a sort of kinky fetish dress. What doyou think, babe?” I told her she looked devastating…that it was the horniest, trashiest, most outrageouslydecadent tarty outfit that I had ever seen! It was almost obscenely slutty!“Oh, thank you! You say the nicest things, darling! The point is, will lots of guys want to fuck me, lookinglike this? I got the impression from Josh that this is going to be more of an orgy than a party! He’s obviouslytold all of his mates about this hot chick he fucked last Wednesday. And I do so want to live up to their highexpectations!” she said with a huge grin on her face!Em turned away from me, bent over and said “Look!” There was a large buttplug in her ass! “It stretches meopen so I can take really big cocks up my asshole! It’s also useful to hold all the cum in there…for you to eatup when I get home, cucky!”We heard Josh pull up on the drive and Emma went straight out of the front door to meet him. I peeked outthe corner of the window and watched her bound up to him, embrace him tightly and kiss him passionatelyfull on the lips. Now Josh seemed like a very cool guy, but even he looked visibly flustered when he’d takenin just how incredibly stunning Emma looked tonight!I had planned an evening watching sport on the tv, enjoying a few beers and then a movie. Em had given mestrict instructions not to jerk off…she wanted my balls blue and full for when she got home! I’d had a ragingerection since the moment she’d come down the stairs. I only half concentrated on the football and then themovie. My mind constantly turned to what Emma might be doing right now. It seemed certain that she’d getfucked by multiple guys but, knowing her, there’d be some additional surprises too!I took a large bourbon up to the bedroom around 1am, figuring that Em would get home around 2 or 3. Ieven dozed a bit, but by 5am she still wasn’t back! I must have dozed more because when I heard the frontdoor, I looked at the bedside clock and it was just gone 6.30. It had started to get light outside.Emma came straight up into the bedroom. She looked dishevelled to say the least! There were unmistakeablecum stains all over her pvc mac and boots! “I’m totally fucked out!” is the first thing she said. “To be honestI lost count, but it had to be well over a dozen guys that fucked me…maybe a whole lot more! Oh, babe! I’vebeen such a bad wife tonight! I really wish you’d been there to see some of the things I did!” Emma climbedon top of me as she spoke, straddled my face and placed her very red raw looking cunt over my mouth.“Soothe my poor swollen cunt for me darling…gently with your tongue…it’s taken one hell of a batteringtonight!”I did as she wished. There was a constant stream of cum seeping out. I swallowed it down but still it kept oncoming! “I need to take my buttplug out!” Em said as she turned around, hoisted up her shiny pvc mac andlined her asshole up right over my mouth. “Ease it out slowly, babe! My ass has taken an almighty pounding!As well as all the cocks I’ve had, some of the guys were shoving bottles and heavens knows what else upthere!” Before I even got the buttplug half way out, cum began pouring out of Emma’s asshole. It seemedlike it was full up to the brim! As it came from deeper inside her asshole it became much browner and moreturgid. I persevered and must have drunk down over half a pint of spunk by the time it stopped flowing out!Her asshole remained fully dilated and showed no sign of returning to normal. I pushed my tongue rightinside and licked around. “Oh! That’s nice!” she said.“Assfuck me babe! You’ve never done that before…and so many other guys have!” Emma got onto all foursand thrust her well used asshole up in the air. I wasted no time in burying my rock hard cock balls deep upher ass. It didn’t even seem to touch the sides! I fucked her furiously, gripping her pvc mac to get extrathrust. “Are you in yet, hon? Only teasing you! How does it feel to finally be fucking my dirty brown shithole that so many other men have fucked already?” Emma kept up the filthy crude talk until I shot a hugeload of cum deep inside her gaping asshole. I’d been calling her a dirty whoring cumslut and other choicenames throughout the fucking…which made her buck her ass even more!We both fell asleep almost immediately…Emma still in her fetishwear, boots and gloves! At about 11am Iwoke up and fucked her again…she hardly stirred but mumbled “Hmmm, that’s nice!”Chapter 10I brought some coffee up to the bedroom later. Emma had woken up and finally taken off last nights outfit.“Tell me all the sordid details about last night then.” I said to her. Em propped herself up onto some pillowsand launched into what was an utterly staggering description of the depraved kinks and outrageous events oflast night’s party.“To begin with it seemed like a normal party, but with rather more groping and high jinks going on thanusual. Josh had introduced me to some of his friends…he was keen to show me off…so I flirted with them andcockteased them pretty wickedly! The guy whose party it was was much older than Josh, a black guy, Mikey,about mid 40’s. Most of his friends were black and in their 30’s and 40’s. There were loads more men thanwomen there. It was a big house with lots of bedrooms. I noticed that the 4 or 5 women had disappearedquite quickly up to bedrooms with either one guy or several guys. Josh told me later that they were all hiredescorts! Mikey had paid them to fuck all the men at the party.“Couples drifted back into the main party room from the bedrooms and the women let different men fuckthem in full view of everyone there. I had been sitting on a couch getting nicely fingered by Josh and Mikey.I got their cocks out and sucked them off when I saw it was now a free for all orgy that was going on. A bigblack guy, Charlie, lifted me off the couch to dance with him. His hands were everywhere and when hediscovered my buttplug he bent me over and showed everyone! He said I was asking for a good butt fuckingand he got me kneeling in front of the couch, pulled the buttplug out and shoved his huge cock straight upmy asshole! It’s a good job I’d lubed it up…he was massive!“Charlie was the first to cum in my ass but then others followed. It seemed like they’d formed a queue! Ireckon 6 or 7 black men all fucked my ass in quick succession without me even moving position! Josh justsat on the sofa and held onto my hand throughout it all. When they’d finished I told Josh to put my buttplugback in. I even told him that my husband was a cuckold and would be eating out all that cum when I gothome! I had a couple more bacardi cokes and snogged Josh some more.“He said let’s go up to a bedroom and have some fun. I told him he could fuck me on the couch here, I wasn’tshy. But he said we’d have more fun in a bedroom. He led me up to a particular bedroom up on the 3rd floorattic. It only had a single bed and there were handcuffs already fixed to the 4 corners of the bed. He asked if Itrusted him to look after me and I said yes. He told me to say a safe word if I wanted something to stop. Ichose ‘cuckold’ as my safe word! Don’t ask me why! I lay on my back on the bed and Josh fastened all 4cuffs on me. He also attached a leg spreader between my ankles which held my legs open ever so wide. Thenhe climbed on me and fucked me like a rag doll. I’ve never been fucked like that before and I had fantasticorgasms…the thrill of doing it like that was so exciting!“Mikey came into the room and fucked me straight after Josh had cum in me. Mikey was even rougher withme! He spat in my face and called me a cheap tart, a cumdump and lots of other nasty names I can’t evenremember. I had more orgasms…longer and better than before! Mikey pulled out of my cunt before he’d cumand he sprayed jet after jet of warm creamy spunk all over my face and hair. Josh left the room for a momentbut came straight back with about another 6 men. They were all over me with a succession of cocks in mycunt and cocks in my mouth! They all sprayed their spunk over me and my mac, boots, face and hair weretotally covered in cum! My orgasms had gone from amazing to out of this world…some of the guys wouldgive my clit a little rub and I’d be bucking up uncontrollably!“They released me from the cuffs but kept the leg spreader on me, turned me over and re-fastened the cuffsas I lay face down on the bed now. I could look sideways at them and thought they were going to blindfoldme, but they didn’t. I saw that Mikey had a solid looking wooden paddle in his hand. Josh said ‘this is goingto hurt you more than it is us!’ Mikey pulled my pvc mac up at the back and brought it down hard on myasscheeks! I yelped. I also felt another orgasm building! He hit me with the paddle about another 10 timesand I was orgasming after about the first 3! Josh then took over with a different paddle, a whippy leather onethat really stung! Honestly, babe, I loved it. It’s the first time I’ve been in a bdsm session and I want to do itagain! I never used my safe word! Look at my asscheeks…you won’t have seen them when we fucked lastnight because I still had my mac on!”I took a look at Em’s ass and, sure enough, it was glowing red still! “Does it hurt?” I asked her. She said“Yes, but in a nice way…a sort of sexy way if you know what I mean! They told me that if I come back againto another party then they’d use the cane on me. And that would leave welt marks for 2 or 3 weeks! I said I’dlove to come to another party but I’d want to bring my cuckold husband along to watch me being abused! Idon’t know why I said that…it just came into my head! Anyway, they said you would have to be tied up andrestrained while you watched and expect to have some fun made of you! I do want to go back again, but it’sentirely your call if you come with me or not, hon!”“Oh! Just you try and stop me! I’d love to come next time, Em!” I told her.“Good. Mikey’s got my number as well as Josh now. He said it’ll be in a few weeks time. Now, I haven’tfinished telling you what happened. The best bit’s still to come!”I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. How the hell is the best bit still to come after all of that? To think thatjust a couple of weeks ago we were in an unfulfilling marriage with issues we hadn’t even talked about after4 years! Now the brakes were off and we’re going down the hill almost out of control!Emma continued. “Well, after Mikey and Josh had finished thrashing me with the paddles and my orgasmshad subsided, some other men had entered the bedroom. They took their turns to push cocks in my mouthand up my asshole and they too sprayed loads of warm spunk all over me! It was running off my mac andboots. My hair was soaked and my face totally covered. That was when Mikey said he needed to take a piss!He just got his cock out and pissed all over me, hon! Others did the same, except some of them came roundto the front of me and told me to ‘open wide’ and drink it! Well, I would have done anything they wanted bythis stage…I was in sexual heaven! Their piss tasted a little salty but I must admit I loved it!“Mikey meanwhile had seen that my asshole was still gaping wide open from all the fucking it had takenfrom so many huge black cocks. So, he told the next guy who was about to piss on me to aim it right into myopen ass! Bullseye! I could feel my ass filling up with warm piss to mix with all the cum that was already upthere!“Yes, darling! When you drank the contents of my ass last night it wasn’t just cum you were drinking…it wastheir piss too! Oh…I see you little cock has got even harder! The more humiliating the things I make you do,the more it turns you on, doesn’t it cucky! Oh my! I’m going to have a lot of fun tormenting you with themost humiliating things my perverted little mind can think of…just you wait…I’ve got some really disgustingplans for you in the future!“Anyway, a couple of other guys did the same and pissed up my ass. I had my face buried in the piss soakedpillow at this point but I felt what I thought was a beer bottle being shoved up my gaping asshole…maybesome other objects too. When this had finished I told Josh to put the buttplug back in so I could feed it all tomy cuckold husband for his supper! I cleaned myself up a little bit…not too much because I wanted you tosee just what a slutty cumdump I’d been for all those guys! Josh drove me home. I had no idea of the timeuntil I realised dawn was breaking and looked at my watch on the way back.”“That sounds like one hell of a party!” I said when Emma had finally finished. “And you really do want to goback for more?”“Oh, absolutely yes! 100% yes! Honestly babe, I’ve never ever had such body shattering orgasms as I hadlast night. I’m just hoping I get to have them again next time! I think with you being there, all tied up andhumiliated, that alone will get my juices running, even before those guys start subjecting me to all the kinkybdsm and toilet abuse that they’ve promised me! Oh, that reminds me! Mikey said I would have to be his fullservice toilet slave next time! What do you think he meant by that, babe?…..

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