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White Slut Wife Stories
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The first time I was raped I was 16 years old. The night exists for me in a series of flash-bulb images that I can neither piece together nor erase from my memory, despite years of trying. I’m still not sure if it was my fault, even though I know it wasn’t.
I don’t think about it very often anymore, but every few years I revisit the spiral of shame, and guilt.
My last clear memory was stumbling away from the crowd, looking for a place to sleep. I was drunk… really drunk. I was being a typical teenager: acting out, rebelling – trying to distance myself from a goody-two-shoes image. Before that night, I had only been to a couple of parties, most of my wild stories were embellishments. My parents were known for being strict, so I didn’t get invited out very often. I w anted desperately to be part of the cool, older crowd who drank and smoked cigarettes. I was thrilled to be at the party, drinking cans of Coors and tossing them in the back yard of the kid whose parents were out of town. I realized m y ride had left without me, I was feeling sick and disoriented and needed to sleep until I could walk home. I found an empty bed, it was a child’s bedroom, I was going to lie down for just a few minutes.
I’m awake and it’s dark. He is inside me. I feel sick. Who is on top of me? “What are you doing?” He grunts. I try to push him away but my arms are weak. “I don’t want to.” I try to pull my underwear up, they’re around my knees. He pins my arm down. “Please.” “Shhh.” “I’m going to be sick.” “Shhh.” He’s getting angry. There’s a crack in the door and I can see wood paneling in the hallway. He finishes on the child’s bed, next to me. He wasn’t wearing a condom. He gets up and walks out. I want to run away, but I’m ashamed and I don’t want anyone to see me. I cry myself to sleep.
I’ve known my rapist since childhood. He was one of the cool kids at my school, a popular jock who was older than me. The next morning, his friend called me a slut and said “don’t worry, I won’t tell his girlfriend.” His girlfriend found out, and soon everyone had heard what a slut I was. Somehow I was more comfortable with being a slut than with being raped, so I accepted it.
And I never told anyone, until now.
I’m afraid to tell my parents. I’m afraid my step-father will read this, figure out who it was, and confront my rapist. I’m nervous about how he’ll feel when he realizes he inadvertently teased me about the events that happened after that night. I forgave him but I’m afraid he won’t forgive himself.
I’m afraid the people in my home town will call me a liar, and judge my parents. I live 3000 miles away now, but my family will have to deal with the backlash.
I’m afraid for my rapist’s wife and children.
But today I’m facing those fears, as much as I can handle at a time. Today, this blog is the beginning of an idea that may or not become big. It’s still anonymous, but that’s okay. It’s all I’m ready for, just yet.
When you’re ready, and want to share, I’m here. We’ll do this together.
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Sounds like a fake story. Sorry, pretty cliche.
I think it sounds pretty fake but even though it might not be fake, nobody has to experience that, but my real question is why would you feel ok if people call you a slut. If I were you I wouldn’t like people calling me a slut, etc.
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When my wife any I go out, or even just have guests over, always try to get her to where the sluttiest outfit that she is willing to wear. Miniskirts are a must, always wearing a thong underneath. And any top that really shows off her t*** . something low cut, and even overly revealing when she moves in the right way. I always try to make sure she has plenty to drink. It really helps to get her going to flirt with the men and women. One evening we were out with 2 other guys, and after a few hours at a bar, we decided to finish the evening with a few drink at our house. I drove the minivan home, as she wanted to sit in the back seat between the guys. A continuation from showing off her panties at the bar. Once we started to get moving, She lean forward form the back seat to change the radios station on the front dash. Of course she took her time as the guys intently stared at her bare ass, with just a small strip of lace between her cheeks form her thong. I reached behind her and slid her skirt up to make sure there was a clear view of everything. I asked the guys if her panties were getting damp, and if they couldn't see, they are more than welcome to feel around a bit. It took no time at all for each of them to have a hand sliding up her inner thigh. right up to her panties. The guys started a debate (jokingly) where the really wet spot was, and how wet it was. My wife still "pretending" to fumble with the radio. Her eyes closing with a grin across her face. It wasn't long before she starting a little moan. I told the guys that made she would be better sitting back, leaving the radio to what ever station it was on. As she sat back, one of the guy guided her skirt so that it was around her waist as she sat down. they immediately went back to rubbing on and around her p**** through her lace panties. She popped her legs up on the each of the legs of the guys next to her so that she can spread herself open for them. as she finished positioning herself, she opened slid the spaghetti straps of her top off so that she can expose her lovely DD's, and finishing with resting her hands on each of their bulged growing in their pants. Each of the guys feely helped themselves to the breast closest to them. Her panties slid to the side, each taking turns sliding 2 fingers in her, while the other works on her c*** . It wasn't long before she had undone each of their zippers, and was working on hardening the meat they each had to offer. Checking my GPS, we had about 20 minutes before we got back to my place. I told they guys that she gets to c** first, and we only had 20 minutes before we got back. They instant went into high gear, and she was really panting heavy within minutes. "Oh God!" - she screams out. "I'm gonna c** !" And she did. her body convulsing. The sloshing sound of god known's how many fingers they had in her at once. After a few minutes, she calmed down a bit. and showed interest in the to c**** she had in her hands. With out missing a beat, she slid right to her knees, turned around, and damn near swallowed the whole c*** of the guy to her right (well, now her left, with her kneeling and facing them) in one shot. All I can see form the front seat was her head bobbing up and down at lightning speed. He didn't last long. I bucked hips forward. She went down to hold it in her throat as long she could. and just emptied every bit of c** right into her throat. She still had guy number 2 to her right, keeping him hard with a tight grip on him. He saw what she could do, and what she could take. As she slip over to him, and started to go down on him, he took control. Gripping 2 handfuls of hair for the side of her head. Completely control of face f****** he was about to provide. And what a face f****** it was. He wanted to hold out as long as he could to really enjoy those last few minutes up to our house. And he did. right when we about to get to the driveway, he yells out "Oh S*** !!!" as pushes and hold my wife's face down to his pelvis. Honestly, he really didn't need to hold it there. She would have done that herself. But, DAMN!! that was hot as h*** . Blowing his load right into her throat, as we pulled up to the house. That was the best damn drive home from the bar ever. We did continue some fun inside for an a hour or so. After a few more drinks, we f***** her every way we can think of. At any given moment, she had 1, 2, or 3 d**** in hers, making sure that we thoroughly f***** every hole she had.
Too long of a story but very erotic. Showing off your wife is the most arousing experience. I just had my wife’s sister and her husband over for a week and we had a great time. We spent a lot of time together just the four of us and I loved it. My wife doesn’t change her dress code because of them around the house and I love it. My brother in law loves it too.
My wife and I play the same kind of games. Anytime I take her out with the guys, or even at home with the guys, After a few drinks, b******* all around are pretty standard. It a running joke where if I invite a few friends to hang out or go out, they all ask if the wife will be joining us. Once I say yes, it's 100% attendance. She doesn't f*** any of them. Well, only with her mouth. Nothing like poker night with 4 buddies, aside from serving drinks and snacks, she goes around table on her knees sucking everyone off all night long.
My wife enjoys sucking me off in front our friends. I don’t think she is bold enough to suck them off too. But that would certainly be a sight to see. And for all those “it’s fake/BS”, there is a whole life style out there where can be open a free and enjoyed from a whole different perspective. I applaud those you can have some happy successful adventures. We all know that it’s not for everyone.
What a great wife, I want mine to be like that so badly
Your wife might surprise you and enjoy doing that
Fantastic story. Wish my wife did stuff like that.
LOVE TO HEAR MORE WETKN@OUTLOOK.COM
Not really a cuck, as I just don't watch. I was only stuck watching for a bit while I drove. I just enjoy sharing my hot slutty wife with a few friends. And I'm the one that runs the show and has complete control.
The other post has been updated with last night's adventure.
We had a nice night out again last night. I'll be updating the other post with last nights story soon.
Https://www.naughtyposts.com/57634/expose-share-drunk-wife for the unfiltered text :)
Lovely...i would have loved to join in. good girl for taking it all. did you get to blow your load when you got in the house? wetkn@outlook.com
She took on quite few loads of c** that night. In her p**** , 2 in her ass, but she swallowed quite a few. There was only one other night before hand when we had our first full threesome. I came in her mouth a few times then. Since these get togethers, she has dressed to impress, but no more threesomes.
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My wife and her friends traveled to Miami Beach to celebrate turning 50 this year. The other day at work, I received a call from the husband of my wife's friend. I think I have met this guy maybe once or twice. He said that he checked his wife's text messages on the cloud and suggested I do the same. When I asked him what should I expect to find, he said, "You will see that their laid-back vacation was not about relaxing, but rather trying to get laid." His words, not mine.
I have what I consider to be a strong marriage, and I hate to think that I have to start prying into my wife's phone for dirt. My better judgement tells me to just leave this alone. If she was unfaithful, oh well, as it would not be worth the trouble to turn my life upside down at this stage of my life. I would be quite upset, however, if this was the case, and I'm not too sure I can just forget about it. Your advice would be appreciated.
Your gut is steering you in the right direction. You'd rather not snoop, so don't. You have every reason to believe in your marriage, because texts can mean anything. Sometimes messages among friends are just a joke. Maybe they were texting about getting their collective groove back, but really they were just making light of the fact that they were at the Cheesecake Factory in Coconut Grove.
The only decision you need to make is whether you want to tell your wife about the phone call. If this guy is going to start making trouble, calling around, and telling his own wife that you're in on the snoop, you might want to get ahead of the problem. Depending on how you left it with this guy, it might be worth telling your wife that he called, but that you had no interest in his conspiracy theories. The heads up might keep you on the same team.
Readers? Should he check her phone? Should he tell her about the phone call?
"The other husband sounds like a tool, you should mention the call to your wife." – JoJo----
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My wife works in a office and her skirts kept getting shorter and one day when she home after me I noticed she had nothing on under her skirt. I said nothing but started watching her more closely. After about a week she told me her boss asked if she could work late and she said yrs for the next money but the first night when she got home she went straight for the shower and I seen c** on the inside of her skirt. I love my wife and thought of she needed a little extra i wouldnt stop her. But she went off the pill without telling me and told me we are having a baby last night. She must think im really dumb cause I got fixed before we got married and there's no way it my baby. I'm going to love kicking her ass out the door baby and all.
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