I should have known better


This is a story I should have never had to tell anyone. I have been married for
five years and I was sure my life was perfect. My name is Julie and I married
Mark when we both graduated from college. I got a really good paying job as
a nurse and Mark worked in a huge chemical company. We were both bringing in
very good money and we had the whole world in our hands. From the very first
time I went to bed with Mark, I knew he was a little oversexed. But most the
guys I knew were that way also. Mark was no different in my mind. He wanted
to push things as far as I would let them go. The only thing different about
Mark was the way he treated me. He made me feel like the world revolved
around me. Of course we both fell helplessly in love and married when we
were 21 years old. We're now both 26 and our last five years were sort of like
a small fairy tale. Everything just seemed to be about as perfect as it
could be.

Of course Mark never changed in his sexual behavior. He pushed me to make
our sex more exciting and open. He would treat me so good that many times
I would just give in to whatever he wanted to do because I felt so guilty
about all the things he did for me. I didn't really notice it but I was
starting to feel the things we were doing were just normal things. A few
years back I would have been terrified to do some of these things, but now
I had done them so many times, I just became a little too laid back with
them. What type of things? It started with my skirts getting shorter and
shorter. Soon they barely came down below the bottom of my butt cheeks.
Then Mark would woo me out of my undies every now and then when we were out
at a bar or club. This became a normal routine for about six months then
finally the day came he pulled them off before we even left the house.
That was my last day of me ever wearing undies under my short tiny dresses.

At first I was petrified. It would take me forever to sit down and I was
always adjusting my dress. But time took it's toll. I soon noticed that
nobody seemed to be scoping me out and everything was just fine. I started
to feel good about it and I relaxed and it soon felt normal not to have
undies on under my very tiny skirts. What I should have seen was a pattern
taking place. Mark slowly was changing my outlook about sex and also about
how I dressed. When I first met Mark, I dressed very conservatively. Sure
I could dress up hot to go out every now and then, but Mark now had me dressing
hot every time we went anywhere. Short tight skirts, face done up very sexy.
Never a hair out of place. When we went anywhere, even to the grocery store,
I would dress as hot as Mark wanted me to. And what really made this work
was the fact Mark never pushed me to do this. Everytime I gave in just a little
to him, I was flooded with nice things and he bent over backwards to do 
everything for me. I soon learned saying "YES" had quite a few benefits. Sure,
sometimes I would say no, but sooner or later I would always give in and he
then had me to the next level.

Please don't get me wrong. I love Mark more then anything else in the world.
But his slow constant pressure to change me into everyman's dream woman was
slowly coming true. I just wish I could have seen the changes but it was
so slow in happening. Soon Mark was making love to me outside of our house.
Sometimes in the car, sometimes at the beach after dark, even outside late
at night in somebody's back yard. It got very addictive and exciting at times.
I knew we would sooner or later be caught be we never were. Then came the
blow jobs as Mark drove around the freeway in the car. They started at night,
then slowly they got earlier and earlier in the day. After each one we would
always end up at the mall and I would end up with a bag full of goodies. I
was living a fantastic life, but my morals were taking a real beating. And
Mark had no intentions of slowing down one bit. I never thought that I could
go out and buy all the things he bought me with my own money. I was just
overwhelmed by all the attention and material things that were coming my way.

I actually told Mark many times that nobody could be living a better life then
me. He knew exactly what he was doing. He loved me as much as I loved him, but
he was a sexaholic and wanted me to do his every little bidding. Each month
of our marriage, he always seemed to get me a little closer to becoming his
obedient slave wife. I didn't know this was his wish, but he knew it and was
working hard to get me to that point. I never thought he would have a chance,
but I didn't know how far I had already come. In reality, I was already doing
just about anything he asked. I was doing it all for the things I was getting.
I really thought we were playing a small fun game, but Mark knew this was
only the beginning of how far he planned to really push me. Mark finally had
me to the point that he could get me totally naked in the car or on the beach
and do about anything he wanted with me. I knew I would end up shopping somewhere
so I never really complained very hard about anything he tried to do. Sometimes
I knew we were going to get caught but it never happened. I think that is what
really allowed things to go further and further. If we had been caught just
once, I probably would have put the stops to some of the things, but it
never happened. And Mark just pushed me further each month.

Finally, Mark was now starting to show me off a little in public. Not very
much to start with but I could tell he was doing it. Many rides up the
mall's escalator in my tiny short skirts. At the beach my bathing suit would
be pulled so it barely covered me while he put lotion on me. It kept getting
a little more showy as the months went on. I cautioned him a couple times
that people might see me but it didn't seem to slow him down any. Then one
night we ended up at the movies and we sat towards the very back of the
movie. After the movie started, I was surprised when Mark used his hands
and guided me towards his lips. We kissed and made out for about five minutes
then I was completely shocked when he guided my head down to his pants. There
sticking out of his pants was his long hard dick. This is the point I should
have stopped everything, but he whispered please two or three times and before
I knew what was happening, I was sucking up and down on him right there in
the packed movie theater. Luckily we were in about the last row and everyone
else was in front of us. Mark lasted about four minutes before sending a 
large gooie load directly down the back of my throat. We didn't even stay
for the entire movie. Before I could even think about how stupid a thing I
just did, I was buying a few new outfits and then eating and drinking at a 
very nice restaurant. Mark was using his same tactics on me and it worked
perfectly.

Now twice a week, I was in a movie theater sucking Mark off while he
pretended to watch the movie. Just like everything else, after we didn't
get caught doing it, I became very complacent with it and now it wasn't
nothing out of the normal. Mark knew after a month or so that I was OK with
it and he was already planning his next PUSH at the small amount of
inhibitions that I had left. It happened one night late at a small club.
We had been there a few hours drinking and dancing. It was one of our favorite
clubs. We both were a bit tipsy but we were also really having a good time. Of
course I was in one of my Micro Mini's without any undies or bra on. I felt
super comfortable in my outfit and we were making out pretty good in our
little booth. That was one thing I was very happy about. We had been married
about five years but Mark still made out with me like it was our first date.
I loved to tell my friends about that. Most of them said their husbands quit
making out with them within the first year of their marriage. This made me
even that much more happy about our relationship and how it was still so hot.

It was after a short slow dance, Mark had his hands pretty much all over me but
that wasn't anything unusual. When we walked back to our booth, Mark sat down
but instead of sliding over, he pulled me down into his lap. We laughed and
made out and I thought nothing special about it. But within five minutes,
my new ENLIGHTENMENT would be taking place. Mark had me lift up for a minute.
He told he I was sitting on him wrong. I lifted up and didn't notice Mark
doing anything out of the normal. But he had unzipped his pants and pulled
his stiff dick out of his pants. Soon we were making out and suddenly Marks
fingers worked their way under my short skirt and my pussy became very
wet and slippery. I peeked around as Mark kissed me but nobody was watching
us and I again closed my eyes and kissed Mark back as good as I could. Without
missing a beat, Mark was pulling on the back of my short skirt. Finally it
gave way and he pulled it up a little towards my waist. I could still feel
the front of my skirt just barely covering my front but that was a feeling
I was use to. My skirts usually just barely covered me up. Then suddenly
my eyes flew open. What happened next came very quickly and was a complete
shock. Marks long stiff dick found the lips of my pussy. He lifted my body
just a little then pulled me down onto him. With one quick plunge he was
buried completely inside of me. I looked all around but again nobody seemed
to be any the wiser. This really scared me and Mark knew it by the look in
my eyes.

He started kissing me again and making out with me. He would whisper in my
ears for me to just relax. Nobody would ever know. It took a few minutes but
I finally just closed my eyes and decided again to give Mark the benefit of
the doubt. STUPID, STUPID, STUPID. Within five minutes I could feel my body
being lifted up every so slightly then dropped back down on his dick. I
was so afraid to open my eyes. Mark kept kissing me and telling me it would be
ok. Soon the slow movements of only half inches turned into one inch pushes,
then two inch pushes, then it felt like he was pushing all the way in and out.
I couldn't believe he was doing this to me right there in the club. Once he
started using full strokes, it took about a minute and he pushed me down hard
onto him and filled my pussy with his large load of hot gooey creme. I was
just glad it was over. I didn't know how wet my pussy had become. I had soaked
his pants with all the moisture I had put out. It was probably a mixture of
the excitement and the horror of maybe being discovered. Mark pulled out of me
and zipped himself back up. We had to wait about 30 minutes for the large stain
in the front of his pants to dry up. Finally we got up and left the place.
I was about to say something about it not being right and I didn't want to do
that again. But as soon as we got to the car, Mark opened the glove box and
pulled out a small wrapped package. Suddenly I was like a little girl at
Christmas. I quickly opened it and there was a very beautiful gold necklace.
I could tell it was an expensive one and I handed it to Mark for him to put
on me. As he was putting it on, he started the conversation about what 
happened in the club.

He told me that he knew I didn't like that to happen, but he was watching
out the entire time and it meant so much to him for me to trust him that
much. He again was successful at heading me off before I could tell him no.
He talked for a couple minutes about how much he loved me and was so happy
I trusted him enough to let him do that in a public place. I was so mixed
up with emotions I just pulled him close and we kissed for a few minutes
before heading home. I couldn't stop looking at the thick gold necklace
and by the time we were home, I had forgotten totally about what happened
in the club. But Mark again was smart and within two days, we were right
back at the same club. Again, he took his time and it wasn't till late in
the evening after a dance that he again pulled me into his lap. This time
he had already unzipped his zipper and his stiff dick was already poking
out of his pants. I couldn't see it but I knew when he pulled me on his
lap what was soon going to happen. He made out with me and let his hands
start exploring my very nervous body. He had my pussy again flowing out
hot slippery liquids within a couple minutes and the part I dreaded was
now about to happen. He lifted me up and when he pushed me down, he dick
again buried itself to the hilt completely up inside of me. He kissed me
and whispered how much he loved me. Then he told me to just keep my eyes
closed and let him do all the watching. He would stop me if anybody got
too close or saw what was happening. I couldn't believe it but I started
to do whatever his hands asked me to.

He pushed his hand under my butt and slowly lifted it up and down. He was
guiding me to the tempo he wanted me to follow. My eyes were sealed shut
and I just tried to forget where I was. I was soon being pulled up and
down his dick in long full strokes. Of course it was my legs that pulled
me up and down on his dick. I was doing all the work and kept up to the
little pressure his hands put on my hips to tell me what he wanted me to
do. Then suddenly, my body did something that totally surprised me. I
started to really get wet and my stomach started to twitch just a little.
I knew exactly what this meant. I was getting very turned on. I never
once peeked but about 30 seconds later, I was in the full throws of what
was about to be a very big orgasm. The thought of doing this in full view
of others, and maybe even getting caught, all worked to fuel my orgasm and
make it come at a very quick pace. I tried not to let it happen but soon
my legs were trembling and suddenly his dick hit just the right place and
my body exploded into a very strong orgasm. I let out a short groan before
I remembered where we were at and Mark knew what was taking place and planted
his lips on mine to keep me quiet. Mark also knew that at least four or five
people a couple booths over were watching everything that was happening. It
was so easy to tell he was fucking me because I was bobbing up and down five
or six inches on his body. When I came I again flooded his body with all my
juices. He managed to last maybe another minute before he slammed me all the
down on his dick and he again exploded deep inside me.

We must have sat that way for ten minutes. I finally felt him pull away
and I was suddenly sitting next to him in the booth. It was the first time
I opened my eyes in about 15 minutes. The orgasm I had reminded me of the ones
I use to have when I was 13 or 14 years old. Back then they were huge and took
over my entire body. I was very surprised that today reminded me of those years
so long ago when my body was just learning what an orgasm was. When I finally
looked around, I didn't really see anything out of the normal. There were
people a few booths over but they were minding their own business and not
staring at us. I know knew nobody was any the wiser. And I still couldn't
believe how great I now felt. After 30 minutes, we got up and left and my
husband again didn't leave anything to chance. When we got to the car, I
was given a matching gold bracelet that went perfectly with my necklace. On
the way home I made the mistake of telling Mark how great my orgasm was and that
I really enjoyed the evening. He now knew he had me. He wouldn't have to buy
the expensive presents to get fucked in the clubs. I had successfully been
pushed to the next level again. He could now fuck me out in public. And he
would use that for a good four or five months before he pushed me again.

Over really the next six months, Mark fucked me anywhere he wanted. I trusted
him to make sure it was safe and he insisted I keep my eyes closed and allow
him to be the SECURITY person. Two or three times a week, I would be taken to
the movies, a club, or to the beach and he would fuck me and usually make me
cum right out in the public. Again, I  didn't think anything was bad about
allowing my husband to do that. And of course, I was still being spoiled to
no end and I was loving every little second of it. I loved my life and wouldn't
have traded it with anyone. Mark knew there wasn't a whole lot left until I
would really be his complete sexual slave. I never said No to him and he
could do about anything he wanted, anywhere he wanted. He dressed me, took me
where he wanted, and was able to do 90% of the things he wanted to do with me.
What more could a guy want. I was naive enough to think there wasn't anything
else that we could do. But Mark knew better and my next lesson was to take
place this weekend. One of his good friends were going to be getting married
in a month and they were having a surprise party in his honor. Most of the
guys friends were other singles and we ended up being the only married couple
invited. Sure, a lot of the guys brought their girlfriends, but no other married
couples were invited. Of course I didn't know that, and it probably wouldn't
have made a difference anyway. He was a close friend to Mark and I had met
him only a couple times before. I was happy to accompany Mark to the party.
I just had no way of knowing what Mark had planned for me that night. I don't
think anyone else did either.

When Saturday, the day of the party arrived, Mark took me to the mall and we
had a nice day of shopping. He had me trying on many new outfits from many
stores. He bought some and didn't buy others. I didn't know what he was buying,
I was just having fun doing the shopping. Then he surprised me and dropped me
off at a complete beauty parlor that was there in the mall. He sat me down and
went over and chatted with the owner. In five minutes he said  the lady knew
what to do and he would be back to get me in TWO HOURS. I looked really
surprised as he walked off with all the bags and the woman came over and got
me. She said she wasn't suppose to tell me the things that would be happening.
But it started with a haircut, then a manicure and pedicure followed. I felt
so pampered for those two hours. When Mark left he knew exactly where he was
going. He had bought two small skirts and shirts today. And one shirt had a
very nice pullover vest that matched one of the skirts perfectly. He knew that
the skirt and vest was going to be the outfit I wore tonight. I had tried them
both on and they were about the same as all my other short skirts. But Mark
was about to change this. He went into the Men's tailor shop and pulled out
the skirt that I was to wear tonight. He talked to the seamstress and asked her
to shorten it by two inches. It was already very short but this would push
the dress even shorter then a micro. The woman wasn't sure if she could do it
tonight but Mark paid her $20.00 extra to do it right now. It only took her
about 30 minutes to cut an inch off then hem another inch or so up into a
nice looking hem. When she was done you couldn't even tell it was altered,
but WOW, was it tiny and short. It now fell more into the category of sexual
play wear then a hot party skirt. But Mark thought it was perfect for the 
evening that was still ahead of us.

Mark looked over the mall and bought a very tall pair of platform heels. They
must have had four inch heels on them. He then bought a sexy pair of thigh
high hose and then saw a matching pair of white gloves that matched the
shoes and hose. The outfit that I was going to have to wear tonight was now
complete. He now just had to wait for my treatment to be complete. Right
at the two hour mark, the lady was done with my makeover. I felt great. My
nails and toenail's were done up in a bright pink color that really looked
good. I had long nail extension added which made me look very pampered if I
do say so myself. And my hair was nicely done and hanging down on my shoulders
the way I loved it to do. When Mark came, I gave him a huge hug and kiss and
thanked him for the great surprise. Mark paid for everything and we left.
But we went directly to a local pub and Mark had me drinking and laughing
in a matter of minutes. I was so much in love with Mark. He seemed like he
was always going out of his way to please me. My mind was actually telling me
I never did near enough for him. For some reason, all the things I had given
in to didn't count because they were so routine right now. I felt like I really
owed Mark big time. We stayed and watched a football game on TV at the bar.
Everybody was having a great time and Mark kept the beer and wine coming. I
was feeling no pain by the time we left at about 5:00pm. The party was to
start around 7:00pm. On the way home Mark asked me how I enjoyed the day and
I told him he was just too good to me. I then said something that fell right
into his hands. I asked him what I could do for him for once. He acted like
he had to think about it a lot but he already knew what his answer would be.
He just spoke up and asked me to let him be the boss for 24 hours. Whatever
he wanted to do, I would agree to. I thought about it for a second and it didn't
seem like that would be a fair trade. I owed him MORE THEN THAT. I already
gave him about anything he wanted, but when I told him to pick something more
fair, he again said that's what he wanted. 

He asked me to promise him for the next 24 hours, I wouldn't question anything
that he asked me to do. It would mean a whole lot to him for me to trust him
that much. I still didn't think it was fair to him, but naively, I said that
I promised he would be in charge. I watched his face light up and he really
seemed to be happy about this. He took me home and as soon as we walked in the
door, he was pouring me a wine. He had me drinking sip after sip as he stuck
me in the tub and started the bath. It still seemed like I was the one being
spoiled as he soaped me up as I laid back and drank my wine. Suddenly Mike
had his razor in his hand and he told me to close my eyes and not say a word.
I remembered my promise and wondered what he was up to. I was quickly to find
out! The razor was ran thru my black pussy hair and I could feel a large amount
fall into the water. I had never shaved my pussy completely before and I knew
after about four strokes this is what was going to happen. I didn't want my
haired shaved off but I knew how pampered I was today so I sat back and let
Mark enjoy the show he was giving himself. It took about ten minutes before he
had me smooth as a baby. I had finished my drink and he filled it back up to
the top. I knew I was already tipsy but Mark kept insisting I take more sips
every minute or so. I wasn't going to say no, not after my promise. I took
sips and tried to make them small ones. Mark finally took me out of the tub
and dried me off. For the next 45 minutes we sat on the living room couch and
made out. He of course got another glass and a half of wine into me. I had been
drinking straight now for about four hours. 

Finally he took me into the bathroom and started putting makeup on me. Usually
I put my makeup on, but today Mark wanted to do everything. I was definitely
feeling drunk and with each few minutes, the alcohol took more effect on my
body. And I still had a drink in my hands. When Mark was happy with his paint
job on my face, he pulled me up and sat me on the bed. I didn't even notice that
he didn't allow me to look at my makeup. It was a good thing too. He put on 
super bright pink lipstick that matched my fingernails and toenails. He did
my eyes and cheeks up rather heavy but not bad for his first attempt. He sprayed
my body down with my most expensive perfume, then went to work dressing me.
He had me lay back and I could feel my head spinning. He pulled up the sexy
white thigh high hose, then slid on the tall white shoes. When I stood up in
these I would be easily taller then Mark. He then had me sit up with my eyes
closed. He pulled a thin see-thru white shirt on and then pulled the black
vest on over it. He buttoned the two buttons of the vest and it easily covered
my breasts that would have been on complete show if not for the vest. He then
lifted my body some and pulled the tiny black skirt up my body. He zipped it
up the back and finally pulled on the thin white see-thru gloves that matched
the shirt perfectly. I still had my eyes closed when I heard and smelt my
perfume being again sprayed all over me. He was now coating my clothes with
the expensive perfume also. I must have really smelled sweet tonight.

Mark grabbed my hand and pulled me up. He quickly turned off the lights and
guided me to the kitchen. There he filled my glass completely up and then
grabbed my hand and guided me to the front door. I was really drunk or I would
have immediately been able to tell this dress was so much shorter then 
anything I had ever worn before. Plus I didn't have undies or a bra on. When
I would walk, the actual bottom of my butt cheeks came into view. This was
a very sexy, very hot outfit that really couldn't be worn out into public, but
here I was, walking out the front door on a way to a party full of single guys
and girls. Mark got to the party house rather quickly but he refused to go
inside until I finished the drink in my hand. The glass he filled was large
and probably held 16 ounces or more of wine. It took me another ten minutes
to down all the alcohol. I now was past the point of no return. The alcohol
was taking more control of me and now I wasn't even sure why we were out.
Mark opened my door for me and I didn't even try to keep my legs together.
It wouldn't have made any difference, the skirt was so short there was no
way to hide anything unless I used my hands on top the skirt to hide all my
assets. But that would not happen at all tonight. My mind told me I had my
usual short skirt on, it didn't relay the message that this skirt was just
about non-exsistant!

The party was going on pretty good already. But when we walked in every mouth
dropped and all talking completely stopped. The stereo was playing loud and
Jeff, the guy who was getting married soon, couldn't take his eyes off my
body. Mark quickly spoke up and told Jeff to get us a couple drinks. My wife
loves to have a full glass in her hands at all times. Jeff was gone and back
in seconds with a large rum and coke that was much more rum then coke. Slowly
the party got back on track but all eyes stayed on me for the next half hour
or so. Mark marched me around and introduced me to everyone. There were about
12 guys there and about 8 of them had brought their girlfriends with them.
I just barely knew what was going on, but only barely. And Mark made sure my
hands always had a drink in it. Mark would tell Jeff to make me new drinks and
quickly let him know to make sure they were doubles and triples. Then Mark
would slowly keep the glass at my lips. I think tonight I had drank the most
alcohol of any other day in my life. Luckily Mark had never had me sit down
yet. The tiny skirt barely covered my ass cheeks and the vest was keeping me
covered for the time being. I stumbled once or twice and this is when Mark
knew it was time for him to get things going. I was there and I could hear
sounds around me but nothing seemed to make sense. Even what I saw didn't
really register. Talk about being plastered, I was there completely now.

Suddenly Mark got up and he slowly unbuttoned my vest and told me it was time
to take my coat off. I just let him slowly pull my vest off thinking in the
back of my mind it was really a coat. The second he did again the place went
totally quiet. The music was loud but all chatting stopped and about 20 people
were staring at me in disbelief. My white shirt was totally see thru and my
perky tight tits were right there for everyone to stare at. Of course I didn't
notice anything out of ordinary but everyone else there did. I was suddenly
surrounded by most the guys and about 1/2 the girls. Four of the girls decided
it was time to go home and they made their boyfriends leave with them. But
that still left about 8 guys and 4 girls there. After the four couples left,
Mark was really pushing the drinks to my lips often and soon the large glass
was down my throat. Mark then told everyone that the groom-to-be show was
about to start. I heard the words but it meant nothing to me. Mark led me to
the middle of the living room and everyone gathered around. Mark asked me
two or three times if I remembered my promise to him. It didn't make sense
but then I finally remembered. Tonight I was to do everything he asked. I
finally shook my head yes. Mark helped me onto the couch and laid me down.
Of course now the tiny skirt had no way of covering my freshly shaved pussy.
It pulled up and for the first time tonight, all the people in the room got
to look directly at my cleaned shaved pussy. In the background one of the girls
spoke out loud about "What a slut this girl is". The remarks brought some
nervous laughter to everyone but it was then soon forgotten. It never registered
once in my mind what the girl had said out loud.

Mark told me to close my eyes and not to say a word. After my eyes were
closed, Mark told me that he again would be my SECURITY. Just relax and trust
him completely. In my very drunken state, I heard parts of it but mainly the
keep your eyes closed. It was then Mark grabbed Jeff and brought him over to
the couch. Suddenly everyone was cheering and screaming for him to go for it.
Even the girls that stayed got in on it and couldn't wait to see what was
about to happen. Mark again reminded me he was keeping watch and I was to keep
my eyes closed. This was no different then anything he had me doing for the past
few months. I was just too drunk to realize where I was or who was there.
Mark whispered into Jeff's ear and soon Jeff was unzipping his pants and
guiding his very hard dick to my brightly painted pink lips. I felt something
at my lips and opened my mouth. At the same time Mark reminded me to relax
and keep my eyes closed. A long hard dick slid it way inside my mouth and
I slowly started sucking on it. I knew what Mark wanted and I was going to
give it to him just like I always did. Only I didn't know this wasn't Mark
pushing deep inside my mouth. A girl from the back spoke up and said something
like "My god, I can't beleive she's doing that. I would have never known!"
Again, the comment went right by me and most the other people there too.

Then I felt hands on my skirt and it was unbuttoned then unzipped. I didn't
think twice when it was slowly pulled down over my hips. Mark had done this
to me many times before. But never while I was sucking on him. I just couldn't
put all the facts together. My legs were spread wide apart and there was a lot
of background noise. This was all of Jeff's friends cheering him and 
watching the exotic sight that was happening right in front of them. Then
one of my hands were led to my freshly shaved cunt and for about a minute it
was guided up and down my tight pussy slit. I got very wet and then slowly
the hand was removed and I took over completely. I was sucking the dick as
softly and wetly as I could but at the same time I was rubbing my pussy
faster and harder. My clit was standing up tall now and I was getting closer
to having my own orgasm. But suddenly my throat was flooded by a large amount
of white gooey sperm. It seemed like it never stopped. I had to swallow four or
five large loads as Jeff filled my mouth like never before. On my last swallow
my own orgasm finally sprang up and my hips came up off the couch and I started
to groan with the dick buried deep inside my mouth. My hips matched my hand
movements for about 20 seconds as I came hard and WET! Again, my cunt was
drenched in my own juices and slowly I came down from the high feeling of
the orgasm that just attacked my body. I felt really good now and could feel
the hard dick slide out of my mouth. I had to swallow hard a couple times to
get the last of the goo down my throat. But finally it was all over. At least
I thought it was. Everybody starting clapping and the girls were paired up 
talking about what they just saw. A couple of them just couldn't beleive that
this is what happened at bacholor parties. Sure, they had heard rumors, but they
all assumed it was just all talk. No real girl would let that happen in front
of many strange people. Now they really knew it DID HAPPEN in real life.

I heard Mark tell me not to open my eyes as he helped me up from the couch
and led me to the middle of the living room floor. I needed his help just
to walk that far. After I got to the middle of the room, Mark pushed me down
on my knees and then he undid about five buttons and removed my thin white
shirt that I had on.  He positioned me on all fours and everyone got a great
look at my tight young boobs as they hung from my body. What happened next
even had Jeff not believing his luck. Mark whispered something to Jeff and
Jeff asked him if he was sure? Mark shook his head yes and everybody watched
as Jeff moved behind me and started to unzip his zipper. NO WAY one of the girls
said. But within seconds, Jeff was pushing his again stiff dick forwards and
searching for the tight entrance to my pussy. Within a couple seconds, my wet
pussy just sort of sucked the hard stiff dick inside and I felt the large dick
bury itself deep up inside me. I then heard Mark's familiar voice telling me to
really FUCK him good. That's all I needed to hear. I started moving back and
forth trying to give Mark a really great fuck. After about a minute, again
someone guided a hand to my own pussy. Again I knew what Mark wanted me to do
and I started to rub my pussy and clit. I had already forgotten I had just
cum five minutes ago. One girl then disappearred into the bathroom with her
purse. Her leaving was barely even noticed by any of the people there. They were
all watching me and what Jeff was doing to me. 

Jeff was having a blast. Both his hands were on my hanging breasts and he
was just hanging on as I fucked him like there was no tomorrow. Again, everyone
was soon deep into the cheering and encouraging Jeff to fuck the SLUT like there
was no tomorrow. The word SLUT didn't even register with me but it did with Mark.
He loved it! I was acting the part of a SLUT but I really was lost as to who was
there and what they were doing. My body was responding and I was doing everything
I was asked to do, just like a good SLUT wife should do. I wasn't even close
to Cumming when Jeff pulled me in real tight and emptied his balls deep inside
my freshly shaved pussy. He stayed there for about three minutes and just
couldn't believe how GREAT his surprise party had turned out. Never in his life
did he ever think all this would happen to him. When Jeff moved from behind
me, Mark again helped me up and put me on the couch. He had one of the girls
bring a towel from the bathroom. The girl thought it would be to clean me up, but 
it was to cover my eyes with. Mark positioned me with my feet on the couch but my
knees up in the air. He then split my legs opened and whispered for me to
lay there until he was ready to go again. I only lasted about three minutes and
my mind went blank and I was sound asleep. For the next thirty minutes, 
everybody drank and congratulated the groom-to-be on his performance with the
hot little slut. Many of the guys and girls came over and examined my freshly
fucked body. One girl even removed the towel for a minute or two and just stared
in disbeleif at the site in front of her. Most everyone else was in the kitchen
chatting it up. For a good three or four minutes, it was only her and me. She
shook her head and commented she couldn't beleive I would do this. Finally she
covered my eyes back up and disappearred into the bathroom again. It was after
about thirty minutes of so Mark came over to me and woke me up. I was so drunk
I thought I was at home. I still had the towel over my eyes.

He got me up and everybody watched as he took me to the couch and bent me over
the back of it. Everyone crowded around and Jeff was again led to the rear
of the couch where I was bent over and spread open. Everyone could see the white
messy sperm running out of my cunt and down the sides of my legs. Jeff was
very happy to be given another go at me. This time everybody sat down right
below the couch and looked up right at my spread open body to see every little
thing that was happening. Jeff started fucking me but this time Mark quickly
guided my hand to my cunt so I could start playing with myself much earlier
this time. He stood right behind me and told me to fuck him good. He also
wanted me to really cum hard for him and let him know what it felt like as
it happened. I really did think I was at home in my living room. I was so
drunk and I just started pushing back at the dick that was riding up inside
me. At the same time my fingers found my clit and I started rubbing up and
down on my little hard button. I again heard Mark tell me to be vocal and
let him know how it feels. He has asked this before from me. He just wants
to hear me make noises. At first it starts out as a few fake noises. But
the dick seems like it is opening me up a lot more then usual and is going
deeper then it ever had before. The small fake moans turn into loud groans
and I start telling him to fuck me harder. It is really feeling good and
my body is starting to respond to every little stroke. I really start
talking and ask Mark to fuck me as deep as he can. I have never felt him this
deep and he is touching places that have never been touched before. I'm
really moaning loudly about how great it feels and I can't even hear all the
other chatter around me. Everyone is right there except the girl that is 
hanging out near the bathroom door. Her expression is one of complete shock.
But she now stays quiet and watches as Jeff plows into me faster and faster.

Everyone is again cheering Jeff on and telling him to give the HOT SLUT what
she wants. Jeff is pulling out as far as he can and slamming his large long
dick up inside me until his balls bottom out at my pussy lips. My body just
can't take anymore and in a half scream, I tell who I think is Mark that
I'm Cumming and not to stop fucking me. My cunt goes into a spasm that sucks
and pulls on Jeff's dick like he has never felt before. My pussy actually
starts sucking on his dick and he explodes entirely buried inside my pussy.
His hot sperm is now blasting deeper inside me then any other sperm has ever
had the chance to start. I'm still Cumming and my pussy is actually milking
the cum right out of Jeff. Jeff just stays buried inside me and lets my cunt
do all the work of forcing the cum out of his balls. It works like a charm
and I actually milk him dry. Finally its over. Jeff pulls out and I'm pushed
into the middle of the floor. The towel is removed from my eyes but not before
I'm again told by Mark not to open my eyes. I make it about ten minutes before
I pass out for the last time tonight. Mark puts me into a very sexy but open
exhibition position so everybody can look me over. He drinks and celebrates
with Jeff and his friends for a good hour. During that time my cunt slowly
drips out big globs of white cum. My outer lips are covered with the hot
white slime. Again, while most the others are in the kitchen getting more booze,
one of the girls come over and examines me very closely. She speaks lowly so only
I can hear her. She says she will never forget this night, and neither will I.
Of course it doesn't register and I do not reply back to her but she is happy
she could tell me this right to my face. She then grabs her purse and leaves
the house real quickly. Nobody even notices that she is gone. Thats because
everyone is too drunk and having too good a time to notice anything that is
happening around the house. Of course this would come back later to haunt me
for a LONG LONG TIME!

Finally everyone gathers around me for the last time and they all help clean
me up and get me dressed. I'm still totally out of it as they help me to our car.
Mark drives me home and has his hands full getting me inside the house. Once
inside, he cleans me fairly good with a washcloth. He wipes the makeup off of
me and cleans up my pussy. He hides all the clothes I wore tonight and then
puts me into bed naked. That night I sleep like a baby. Nothing could have woke
me up. But around noon the next day, I awake and my head feels like someone
is hitting it with a hammer. I have a HUGE hangover and it really hurts. I get
up and Mark is the first one to say HI SLEEPY HEAD. Just his talking makes my
head hurt even worse. I go into the kitchen, take a couple aspirin, and head
back to bed. I don't get up till around 6:00pm Sunday night. Now I'm totally
refreshed but have little or no memory of the party last night. I have some
small memories of Mark having sex with me sometime last night at our house,
but that's all I remember. I decide NOT to ask Mark about the party, and since
I didn't ask, he didn't say a word about. The rest of the night is completely
normal, but I had no way ok knowing what was awaiting me tomorrow when I went
to work. One of the girls that showed up at Jeff's party worked as a temp
at our office. I didn't know her, but she knew my face like no tomorrow.
I didn't know it, but my life as a SLUT WIFE had just started and I was soon
to find out there was no way to reverse things. I had opened the genies bottle
and now I was stuck with the consciquences. And tomorrow it would all hit the
fan. I knew so much better then to have let things gone this far, now, I was
trapped!