So this was my first ever attempt at putting a sex story online. I posted it on a popular erotic tale site. Let me know your thoughts. Will post second part in a few.
Believe it or not there are small details, nuances if you will, to being a good and proper slut wife.
When my wife Carla and I first started dabbling into role playing and dirty talk into our sex life, I picked up on that right away.
When we would talk dirty she would immediately go for the prize and say I would fuck him".
While I enjoyed hearing those words come out of her mouth I also wanted a little story from her. Not allot, just enough for her to make
me think she may have actually done something. She was willingly participating in our dirty talk and I didn't want to ruin that.
One Friday night when the ******* were at the babysitters and we were alone for awhile I decided to take her to her favorite wine bar for some
appetizers and wine. I knew the wine would loosen her up and we would be able to talk a little more dirty and make the evening more fun.
As we paid our check I could tell the second bottle of wine had gotten to her head. I had only two glasses and was feeling ok. But I knew she was feeling more than okay
and wanted to use that to my advantage.
As we got in the car she started grabbing my crotch and trying to fish out my cock from my pants. I shot her a slight disappointed look and
told her if she truly wanted to be a proper slut I would have to train her. She gave me a sly smile and said "oh yeah, how?"
I pulled the car over to dark area where there was no light or cars and would be easy jump in the back seat. When we parked I turned off the car and turned to her
and said "I am only going to start training you if this is going to lead to the real thing." She had a slightly shocked / offended look but I could
tell she was letting the wine guide her tonight. She looked me in the eye and asked "you really want this to become real at some point?" Her voice was sensuous when she said
it and I knew it was turning her on. "yes, absolutely" I replied. "can't you tell?" With that I guided her hand to my rock hard cock in my pants and her eyes danced with
excitement. "You want me to do something tonight?" she whispered. "No, you haven't even started your training yet." I said.
"When do we begin?" she asked. "Right now, get in the back seat", I replied. With that we got our of the front seat and jumped into the back seat. She had a skirt on
and wanted to start taking it off and I stopped her. "kissing", I started, "is one of the hottest things you can do before having sex, especially with someone you just met."
She softly moaned a little and said "I can see that". "But", I continued "you need to dress differently when you are planning on having fun on your own."
"You mean tits hanging out and allot of make up?" she laughingly asked. "Not at all." I replied. "For example you should wear a slightly shorter skirt. It will make
the first response to kissing much easier. Also you never wear panties when you are out on your own any time or any place. Agreed?" I could feel her body pushing itself
toward mine. "Agreed baby." I could tell she was getting hotter and was going to need it badly soon. "When you are in a car or sitting on the couch in his apartment or
hotel room keep your legs together until the first kiss." I instructed. "I thought you wanted me to be a proper slut?" she asked coyly. "Of course I do. But the first kiss is when
you open your legs completely. Since you will be wearing a shorter skirt it will automatically pull itself up when you do that. Now lets try. Pretend you just got into his car
and you are having small talk. Close your legs together." I commanded. She closed her legs and looked at me and I could tell she was starting to feel ravenous for a cock.
I leaned in and kissed her and her legs opened halfway. "Much wider." I said. "You want him to know he has full access to your juicy wife pussy." She moaned a "mmmmkay".
"Again." I started to feel myself sound like an instructor which turned me on even more. It made me hotter thinking I was training my wife to prepare for a new strange cock
in her married pussy. She closed her legs and as I leaned in for a kiss I shoved my tongue in her mouth and she spread her legs completely. After a long kiss she pulled away
a little and asked "Better?" I felt her pussy and it was soaking and running onto the seat a little. "Excellent work, you will make a fine slut soon enough."
"Let's keep practicing, and see how far you can be trained tonight." we kissed more and suddenly she threw in her own little twist. She pulled back slightly after the "first kiss"
looked me in my eyes and then spread her legs all the way open. "How about that baby? You like me spreading my legs like a cheap whore? Do you think you're ready to have me
coming home smelling like another man?" As she was asking me the questions she was rubbing my cock through my pants and I could feel myself getting close to exploding.
"we need to get home." I said desperately. As we were getting back to the front seat and starting to head home I could see her touching herself and closing her eyes a little.
In the front seat it smelled like sex and wine and I was more turned on than ever.
Believe it or not there are small details, nuances if you will, to being a good and proper slut wife.
When my wife Carla and I first started dabbling into role playing and dirty talk into our sex life, I picked up on that right away.
When we would talk dirty she would immediately go for the prize and say I would fuck him".
While I enjoyed hearing those words come out of her mouth I also wanted a little story from her. Not allot, just enough for her to make
me think she may have actually done something. She was willingly participating in our dirty talk and I didn't want to ruin that.
One Friday night when the ******* were at the babysitters and we were alone for awhile I decided to take her to her favorite wine bar for some
appetizers and wine. I knew the wine would loosen her up and we would be able to talk a little more dirty and make the evening more fun.
As we paid our check I could tell the second bottle of wine had gotten to her head. I had only two glasses and was feeling ok. But I knew she was feeling more than okay
and wanted to use that to my advantage.
As we got in the car she started grabbing my crotch and trying to fish out my cock from my pants. I shot her a slight disappointed look and
told her if she truly wanted to be a proper slut I would have to train her. She gave me a sly smile and said "oh yeah, how?"
I pulled the car over to dark area where there was no light or cars and would be easy jump in the back seat. When we parked I turned off the car and turned to her
and said "I am only going to start training you if this is going to lead to the real thing." She had a slightly shocked / offended look but I could
tell she was letting the wine guide her tonight. She looked me in the eye and asked "you really want this to become real at some point?" Her voice was sensuous when she said
it and I knew it was turning her on. "yes, absolutely" I replied. "can't you tell?" With that I guided her hand to my rock hard cock in my pants and her eyes danced with
excitement. "You want me to do something tonight?" she whispered. "No, you haven't even started your training yet." I said.
"When do we begin?" she asked. "Right now, get in the back seat", I replied. With that we got our of the front seat and jumped into the back seat. She had a skirt on
and wanted to start taking it off and I stopped her. "kissing", I started, "is one of the hottest things you can do before having sex, especially with someone you just met."
She softly moaned a little and said "I can see that". "But", I continued "you need to dress differently when you are planning on having fun on your own."
"You mean tits hanging out and allot of make up?" she laughingly asked. "Not at all." I replied. "For example you should wear a slightly shorter skirt. It will make
the first response to kissing much easier. Also you never wear panties when you are out on your own any time or any place. Agreed?" I could feel her body pushing itself
toward mine. "Agreed baby." I could tell she was getting hotter and was going to need it badly soon. "When you are in a car or sitting on the couch in his apartment or
hotel room keep your legs together until the first kiss." I instructed. "I thought you wanted me to be a proper slut?" she asked coyly. "Of course I do. But the first kiss is when
you open your legs completely. Since you will be wearing a shorter skirt it will automatically pull itself up when you do that. Now lets try. Pretend you just got into his car
and you are having small talk. Close your legs together." I commanded. She closed her legs and looked at me and I could tell she was starting to feel ravenous for a cock.
I leaned in and kissed her and her legs opened halfway. "Much wider." I said. "You want him to know he has full access to your juicy wife pussy." She moaned a "mmmmkay".
"Again." I started to feel myself sound like an instructor which turned me on even more. It made me hotter thinking I was training my wife to prepare for a new strange cock
in her married pussy. She closed her legs and as I leaned in for a kiss I shoved my tongue in her mouth and she spread her legs completely. After a long kiss she pulled away
a little and asked "Better?" I felt her pussy and it was soaking and running onto the seat a little. "Excellent work, you will make a fine slut soon enough."
"Let's keep practicing, and see how far you can be trained tonight." we kissed more and suddenly she threw in her own little twist. She pulled back slightly after the "first kiss"
looked me in my eyes and then spread her legs all the way open. "How about that baby? You like me spreading my legs like a cheap whore? Do you think you're ready to have me
coming home smelling like another man?" As she was asking me the questions she was rubbing my cock through my pants and I could feel myself getting close to exploding.
"we need to get home." I said desperately. As we were getting back to the front seat and starting to head home I could see her touching herself and closing her eyes a little.
In the front seat it smelled like sex and wine and I was more turned on than ever.