Her Inner Slut

I should have known when my wife told me that I really didn't want to release the inner slut in her that I should have listened. But I was blinded by her new-found sexuality in our relationship and I was just having a good time. I guess I should begin this tale with some background about our relationship and us.

I had moved to Las Vegas and met Sharon when she was 32 years old. She was a beauty, blonde, 5ft, 115lbs, small perky breasts; she has a sweet tasting pussy with a small landing strip down the center. I'm 5ft 10 inches, 185lbs and I wish I could say that I have a 9 inch cock but I am a respectable 6.5 inches. I was 35 and had just broken up with my wife and was in the process of getting a divorce. The marriage had lasted 10 years but we did not have much of a relationship the last 5, we both knew that it was not meant to be so we had a friendly parting of the way. Sharon had been divorced for 5 years at the time and was looking for a stable relationship; we found each other and clicked. We were married 15 months later and had what I thought was a good relationship for the first 4 years. Our sex life had started out fantastic and like any relationship started to slow down as the years went by.

About a year ago my wife started to bring up certain fantasies that turned her on, I'm not the smartest cow on the farm but when I finally figured out that these fantasies were bringing back our sex life I played along with them.

We dabbled in role-playing, alittle light bondage, sex outdoors, and some flashing in public places.

The one that seemed to turn her on the most was her having sex with another guy and me watching. I had always heard that some guys were into that but at the time I did not know the term "cuckold" and would not have ever thought that I would become one. And that is where this story begins.

"Wow you were fantastic tonight honey" I stated while we laid in each others arms after just fucking our brains out.

"Well dear I hope your not to tired to go a second round, I still have an itch" she said with a sexy smile.

"Well your going to have to give me some time to recoup I laughed".

"God I had this boyfriend, Mike, he could get it up 3 to 4 times a night. We had some wild times".

Now she had my interest, she had never talked about an ex boyfriend and I was now curious.

"So was Mike some young stud"?

"Nope he was 40 and I was 25" she stated, "god just thinking of his big cock is making me hornier than hell. We once fucked for over 6 hours and he came 4 times. He would take the head of his big cock and just rub it up and down my pussy stopping only when he sensed that I was about to cum. God he was good"!

I was a little jealous but turned on and asked her to describe the night. She told the story and saw that I starting get hard. With a smile she said, "you like hearing about me fucking Mike don't you".

I could not deny it and said "yes".

As she continued to tell me about Mike she grabbed my cock and started stroking. The more she told me the harder I got. I was just about to cum for the second time that night when she stopped. "You love thinking of me being a slut, getting fucked by a big cock".

I didn't say anything, but rolled her on her back and started to fuck her.

She had this wild look in her eyes and started talking about Mike and his big cock fucking her, how his cock had touched her in places that no other cock had ever before.

I was just about there when she held me still and said "your thinking of him fucking me right now; tell me I want to hear you say it". I could not lie and said "yes". "You would love to see that big cock going in and out of me, making me cum over and over. You would love for me to release my inner slut wouldn't you"!

At that point I lost it and started shooting inside her, this must have triggered her and she let out a scream and I swear she came for a good 2 minutes.

I rolled over onto my back and she rolled onto her side and gave me a mischief look. She reached between her legs and stuck 2 fingers in her used cunt. She withdrew them and with a smile licked them clean. She then reinserted them and brought them to my lips.

At first I just froze, but I must have had a look that told her to continue. She rubbed her fingers over my lips and I finally opened my mouth and tasted the results of our lovemaking. To my amazement I started to get hard for the third time. Sharon just smiled and we made love this time, slow and tender.

After that every time we fucked she would talk about Mike's big cock or about picking up some guy and fucking his brains out. After we had finished fucking, if she wanted more she would just scoop the results from her used pussy and lick her fingers and do the same to me and I would rise to the occasion.

The more we played out this fantasy the wilder she would get, we would be at a restaurant eating and she would whisper in my ear, who here would you like to watch me fuck. When we would get home she would ask whom I had picked and what he would do to her. As I told her she would slowly undress and play with herself. I would tell her things like "he's kissing you down your back while fingering your pussy".

She would always repeat it back to me but with the spin of "you like watching him kiss me and finger fuck me don't you". I have to admit it really turned me on.

One night just after I had fucked her she had that look but instead of reaching her hand down and inserting her fingers she took my face in both her hands and said "honey you love me don't you" of course I said. "You would do anything for me right", again "yes". "I want you to eat me out".

I was stunned.

"You do love me; you just said you'd do anything for me. Well do this and prove it to me".

I thought what the hell I've tasted it on her fingers anyway, why not. I crawled between her legs and ate my first creampie. It drove her wild; she clamped her legs around my head, grabbed my hair and flooded my mouth and face.

We would always end our love making with me eating at the "Y" after that night.

Another night after we had finished fucking she asked me if I would really like to watch her fuck another guy, I told her that I don't know if I could go through with it. The thought of watching her was a big turn on but there would be a good chance that jealously would be a problem. I asked if she wanted to fuck someone else in front of me, she said that reality is reality and fantasy is fantasy and that's probably the way it should stay.

I said that's not answering the question; Sharon looked deep in my eyes and with a smile said, "I don't think you want to release my inner slut".

This had been going on for about 6 months, when on a Friday night we decided to have a night out. Drinks, dinner and then hit a casino and do a little gambling. Sharon had dressed in a nice blouse and skirt, with a g-string and no bra. She looked sexier than hell.

We had a couple drinks; a nice dinner then it was off to the casino.

I'm not into playing the poker machines so I gave her $100 to gamble away and headed for the sports bar. Sitting at the bar I threw $20 in the machine (drinks are free while gambling) and ordered a beer.

I had been there about 20 minutes (I play really slow), had $15 still in the machine and had drank 2 beers when a guy took the open stool next to me and ordered a beer.

He had a couple of the football parlay cards and was studying them for a few minutes when he ask if I could give him some pointers on how to place a football bet. I showed him the odds on the back of the card and a friendly conversation was started.

His name was Paul and he was in town for a convention and had a room in the casino's hotel. He was around 50 years old, 6ft 2in and probably weight around 260, a pretty big guy. He told me he was from San Francisco and we talked about the different match-ups for the coming Sunday games.

We had been talking for about an hour when Sharon came up and gave me a hug from behind. She grabbed the open stool on the other side of Paul and joined the conversation. By this time I had drunk about 6 beers plus the 2 at dinner, Sharon could sense that I was feeling no pain.

We started talking about family (he was married but wife could not make the trip with him), jobs, and just general conversation when Sharon mentioned our cats. We have 4 cats and they are Sharon's babies. She pulled the pictures out of her purse to show Paul, he stated that his wife was a cat breeder, which caught Sharon's attention.

They talked about cats and I had another beer. After about 15 minutes I excused myself to go to the can, when I got back Paul said that he had pictures of their cats on his computer in his room if we (Sharon) would like to see them.

Sharon said "sure" and off we went to the elevators, to the 5th floor, and into room 528.

The room was nice size, had two queen-size beds, there was a sitting area with 2 chairs and a table by the window, a small fridge, and a desk where his laptop sat. I took a seat while he found the pictures on his computer. He sat Sharon in front of the computer and leaning over her shoulder showed her the different folders to open.

I was kind of bored and was dosing off when I heard her laugh, I asked what was funny and she told me to come over and look at the pictures. "He has a shave pussy" she stated excitedly. I looked at the photo and there was a completely shave cat in the picture.

Paul looked at Sharon with a smile and said "don't you have a shaved pussy". Wow I have never seen Sharon turn so many shades of red.

"No not shaved, a pussy needs a little hair to keep it warm" she said returning his smile.

I didn't know where this was going but I was getting a little nervous.

I asked Paul if he had anything to drink and he said there was beer in the fridge and he could make some rum and cokes if we wanted.

Sharon wanted a rum and coke and Paul asked if I would go get some ice from the machine. I grabbed the bucket and headed out the door, I left it slightly ajar so I could get back in. The ice machine down the hall from his room was empty so I had to go hunting and ended up having to walk all the around the floor until I finally found another machine.

With ice in hand I headed back to the room. When I got to the door it had closed and I knocked, Paul opened the door and I was let back in. I asked where Sharon was at and Paul said that she was in the bathroom. I tapped on the door and asked her if she was ok and she said yeah and to have Paul make her a drink she would be out in a second.

I grabbed a beer and sat at the desk to look at the pictures while Paul made the drinks. I saw a folder that said Wendy. I opened the folder and found about 100 photos of a nude lady in various poses. She was older, good looking, had a few extra pounds but carried them well, nice size tits, and a smooth pussy.

Paul came up behind me and said I see you found my other shaved pussy photos. I was alittle embarrassed but continued to look, is she your wife I asked.

Yes I am one lucky guy, close that folder and open the one named "fun". I opened it and there was Paul naked with Wendy and they where fucking and sucking and doing all kinds of nasty things to each other. From the photos I could see that Paul was well endowed.

With all the beers that I had in me I was lost in my own world when Sharon came out of the bathroom and came up behind me to check out what I was looking at.

"What the hell" she said, I turned around and was lost for words. Paul laughed and said that I had found some more shaved pussy photos.

She looked mad; "you think its ok to look at another man's wife naked? Do you! Would you want him looking at my pussy"! That got Paul's attention.

"Well if you want to make it fair my dear you could show me yours and that would make it even" Paul chimed in.

I closed the folders told her I was sorry and went to sit by the window. She could see that I was embarrassed but me looking at the nude pictures of Paul's wife seemed to really have pissed her off. Paul was sitting at the desk and Sharon took a seat on the edge of the bed that was closest to the desk and we got back to a normal conversation.

I had finished my beer and looked at my watch and it was about 1 in the morning, I told Sharon that we better get going and she said that she wanted to finish her drink then we could go.

The conversation got boring and I started dosing off again. I could hear the conversation but nothing was registering until I heard Paul say "come on show me that shaved pussy, you saw pictures of mine".

"I told you I don't have a shaved pussy" Sharon said with a laugh. "And anyway I don't think my husband would like that".

"He's out to the world, look at him, come-on just a peek of your hairy pussy then".

I opened my eyes slightly and Sharon was looking over at me. "Dear are you ok" she asked. I didn't say anything. I was in a daze. She got up and walked over to me, "honey, honey" she said giving me a slight shake.

"What babe" I mumbled, "are you ok" she asked.

"Yeah babe I'm fine"

"Do you want to leave" she asked, it just didn't register to me and I muttered something that didn't make sense.

She walked back over to Paul and said, "I don't know, you won't try anything funny will you"?

"Just a look, it will give me something to beat off to tonight when you two leave".

Sharon looked back at me one more time and said "just a quick look that's all". With that she pulled her skirt up and stood in front of him. He reached for her g-string and started to pull it down. He got it all the way to her feet and Sharon stepped out of it.

"I'm keeping this as a souvenir".

It was like I was having an out of body experience. I know that I had had a few beers but I could see what was happening, I knew exactly what she was doing, I was watching my wife show herself to this man that we had just met a couple hours ago and I was just sitting there and watching.

Sharon was still holding her skirt up and Paul said, "why don't you just take off the skirt and the top so I can see everything. Come on Sharon show me everything, Will you show me everything? Sharon in a low kind of moan said "yes".

She dropped her skirt looked back at me again, "honey are you awake are you ok". She could see that my eyes were open but she thought that the way my eyes were glassed over that I was out of it.

She turned back to Paul and lifted her blouse over her head; he let out a moan reached out and pinched her nipples. Sharon slapped his hands away "no touching just looking". Paul laughed "show me more". Looking back at me again she lowered her skirt. When it hit the floor she stepped out of it and let Paul take her beauty in.

"Sit on the edge of the bed and spread your legs".

Sharon hesitated, "You said you'd show everything" Paul stated.

She sat on the bed and spread her legs.

"My god, look how wet you are".

Paul was now rubbing himself through his pants as he watched her spread out before him.

"Stand up, turn around and bend over the bed".

Sharon was taken back by that request and started to say no when Paul once again stated "you said you'd show me everything". She stood, and bent over.

"Spread those cheeks". She didn't even question him this time, she just reached back and spread her cheeks and displayed her ass to him.

"My lord you look fantastic I have to play with myself; you want to watch me play with myself don't you"? Again she just moaned a low "yes".

I was as hard as a rock, not knowing it I had started rubbing myself through my pants.

Paul stood and undressed, when he dropped his underwear out sprang a cock that was about 8 inches long and a lot thicker than mine. He started to stroke it and Sharon sat back on the bed and started to play with her pussy.

I watch Paul walk up and stand in front of Sharon. She was just watching as he stroked his cock. "Play with it". She said "no I can't not with my husband the room". Her voice did not sound convincing.

"Look at him, this turns him on, he's playing with himself".

Sharon looked over at me and there I was playing with my cock through my pants. She got up and walked over to me.

"You like what you're seeing"?

I couldn't speak but kept on playing with myself. She pushed my hand away and told me to stand up. "You like watching me display myself in front of Paul don't you"!

Again no words left my mouth.

"I've told you before that you don't want to release my inner slut haven't I"!

This time the word yes came out.

"Well I think you have a decision to make", Sharon said looking me in the eyes.

"If you want to see me do this take your clothes off right now. If not then tell me to put my clothes back on and let's go. This is your one shot now make your choice"!

I didn't move, "well what do you want" she asked and this time it was with authority. Like they had a mind of their own my hands started to unbutton my shirt. Next thing I knew it was off and I was working on my pants, and then I was standing there naked with the biggest hard on that I have ever had.

She rubbed the pre cum off the tip of my cock and spread it over my lips and said "ok you asked for this now enjoy the show".

Paul walked up behind her, wrapped her in his arms and started to kiss her neck. She turned around and dropped to her knees and grabbed his cock. Looking over at me she said "now this is a cock, I'm going to enjoy this".

She slowly started stroking him, a pearl drop of pre cum came out of his cock head and with the tip of her tongue she licked it off with a smile. She then devoured his cock.

Paul was moaning within seconds, she must have worked on that cock with her mouth for a good 10 minutes, I never would have believed that she could get the whole thing down her throat but there she was with his pubes nestled under her nose.

He pulled his cock from her mouth, picked her up, laid her on the bed, spread her legs and started to lick the inside of her thighs. The further up he went the louder her moans were, and then he hit the spot. In the 4 plus years of our marriage I have brought her to many of orgasms but never anything like that.

"God please fuck me", she was a wild woman.

He moved up her body and drove his cock deep into her pussy. He was moving in and out slowly when Sharon looked over at me. "He's fucking me honey, oh god it feels so good. Come over here I want you to see your slut of a wife getting fucked".

I got up and walked over to the bed, my cock was like a steel rod with pre cum dribbling all down it.

"Can you see his cock going in me, can you see me getting fucked".

"Yes" I muttered.

"Say it, I want to here you say it".

"I can see his big cock fucking my slut of a wife".

"Oh god" she moaned. "Give me your hand". I place my hand in hers; Paul had slowed way down but was still fucking her. She took my hand and placed it right were his cock was entering her pussy.

"Can you feel him fucking me, can you feel that big cock sliding in and out".

God yes I could feel it, I reached for my cock with my other hand but she slapped it away. "No don't play with yourself".

She asked Paul to switch positions. Paul got on his back and Sharon positioned herself on top. She asked for my hand again. When I gave it to her she said in a voice that I had never heard before, "put his cock in my pussy". I hesitated for a second and she pulled my hand over to his cock and wrapped my fingers around it.

I had never touched another cock except my own and this one sure didn't feel like mine. I moved it to the entrance of her pussy and she sat down on it.

"Don't remove your hand, leave it there" she said as she started to go up and down on it. Both of their juices were getting all over my hand. Sharon pulled my hand to her mouth and started sucking my fingers until they were clean. She then placed my hand back down there again.