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I backed away from the dining room table, my cock shriving as it glistened with our mixed cum. My wife was breathing hard from her climax and did not move for a few minutes.

“That was the hottest sex we have had in years,” I said as I patted her bare ass, her skirt still pushed up around her waist.

“Oh, you got that right. I just don’t know what got into me.” Paula commented, her tits wobbling on her chest as she continued to breathe heavily still laying on her back, legs up, and feet on my shoulders.

We both showered and changed returning to the living room to watch TV. We talked a bit about the great sex, but did little more that evening. Paula did not reveal exactly what had happened that day that made her so horny, but she alluded to some naughty thoughts she had during the afternoon.

I was a bit disappointed that we did not have a repeat of the hot sex the next couple of evenings. But Thursday evening she was quite randy again, and also Friday evening. Though the weekend was nice, it was not the hot sex in the evenings I was expecting.

Monday night was another hot trip around the house, finally ending with us fucking on the couch, while actually watching a porn video.

“What has changed, besides you getting a new job? I mean I enjoy our sex life much better now, It’s just a bit stop and go, I would say.” I questioned as we sat naked on the couch watching a porn video one of the few times in recent memory.

“I think I have figured it out, and I hope you will understand, and not be mad.” My wife replied.

“What? You have a lover, and you’re really turned on now?” I asked kind of chuckling as I spoke, fondling her tits. “I’ve thought about you fucking other men while I watched, then joined in.”

“In a way, I guess,” she began. “It happens on the 5:30 bus from town.”

“You fuck or suck some guy on the bus?” I was a bit shocked, but what the hell, the sex was really hot lately.

“No. I don’t have sex with anyone on the bus, well, not real sex.” She seemed a bit embarrassed.

“More, please tell me lots more, this is intriguing and exciting.” I had now reached over, opened her blouse, and had one tit pulled out of her bra, tweaking her nipple.

“If I ride the bus, and stand in the rear section, holding one of the straps, so I don’t lose my balance, there are a couple of guys who fondle and grope me,” Paula began her story.

“Oh, this sounds real interesting. Give me the hot details.” I now had both tits out.

“It started last Monday, I had to stand near the rear of the bus, and this guy moved close to me, and began patting my ass, then he got a bit bolder and rubbed my butt, some.” She cleared her throat and took another sip of wine. “I should have moved away, but the way he was gently groping my ass actually turned me on, and made me horny. I ended up on another bus, the next couple of evenings. Thursday I was back on the same bus, and made my way to the back, and found him, I have not really looked at his face, but I knew, it was him. He again groped my ass for a bit, which was hot. Suddenly his hand slipped up my side, and his fingers caressed my breast for a moment. Well that went on the whole trip home, making so horny. I really enjoyed the attention, and the possibility of being caught.” Paula was enjoying relating this ribald tale to me, her breathing grew heavier.

“Damn this is making me hard again,” I said as I began stroking my limp cock.

“Ooo, you are being a naughty boy,” Paula commented then continued with her tail. “Friday was even more interesting,. As I stood next to my groper, and he was playing with my ass, another hand began roving up and down my side, gently touching my breast from the underside of my arm. This made me absolutely wet, I could not believe these two males were groping me on a public bus, and I was almost having a climax, loving the erotic pleasure. The whole scenario was so erotic, I couldn’t leave the two males, I was so enjoying them groping, fondling and touching me in such a lascivious way.”

“Here, face me, and sit on my cock as you tell me what happened today.” With that Paula rose, and knelt on the couch straddling me, and sitting on my now hard cock, my dick easily slipped into her still very wet love hole. “You must have really enjoyed the groping as much as you are repeating how you loved them m*****ing you.”

“Mmm, that feels wonderful. So, there was only one today, I did not see the other man. But he changed a little, he sort of faced me, still rubbing my ass, but he would push his semi-hard cock against my hip from time to time, he was semi-hard and seemed to have a big cock, but not sure how big. I was so torn, flight or stay? I was so fucking horny with him playing with me.”

“Too bad there was only one guy fondling you,” I commented as she moved slowly up and down on my now rigid pole.
“There was another guy pawing me tentatively, he was being cautious, but he played with my ass a little, that was fun having a third stranger play with me,” Paula added as she ground down on me a couple of times. “I enjoyed how the first man would gently cup my breast, then tweak my nipple, soft at first, then a bit harder.”

Our conversation ended there for the moment as we began to get into some serious fucking. Ten minutes later we were in the shower and then to bed, it was a glorious ending to a great evening.

Tuesday morning was interesting, as we discussed her fondling and groping adventures more openly.

“I want you to do this for the afternoon bus ride home,” I began. “Before you leave work, go to the restroom and take your bra and panties off.”

“But I might miss the bus. That does sound so erotic though, letting the men know I like being fondled and groped,” Paula commented softly.

“Just go to the restroom a bit before you quit for the day, and take a light jacket or something so you don’t reveal you aren’t wearing underwear in the office or until you get on the bus.
I was sitting in my chair, a scotch and water in hand when Paula bounced in the door, headed toward me, her blouse open, tits jiggling obscenely, and then dropping to her knees.
She was in front of me, on her knees between my legs, pulling my slacks and underwear off, and eagerly taking my cock in her mouth. She sucked me for a minute or so, then rose slightly, pushing her tits together, obviously her bra was somewhere other than on her, and began to have me titty fuck her while she related what happened.

“The fucking groper was so nasty today when he discovered I was not wearing a bra, he actually cupped my tit, and pulled at my nipple, it was so fucking erotic, I loved it!” Paula hissed, then sucked my cock another minute or so.

“Then the other fucker moved up next to me, his hand on my ass, but then down to the hem of my dress, his fingers found their way to my wet pussy. I was getting so fucking hot, them playing with me, other men watching and enjoying the show, almost as much as I was,” she added crudely. “I nearly climaxed when he shoved a couple of fingers in my wet pussy.”

“Shit, I’m gonna blow my load!!” I exclaimed. With that she took my cock from her mouth, jerked it till I splashed my whole load all over her pretty face, smearing my cum around on her face like lotion.

I was still trying to recuperate when she stood, went to the kitchen, and fixed a nice, quick steak dinner for us. What really made it amazing is that she never cleaned the cum from her face or buttoned her blouse; she did roll the waist of her skirt so literally half of her ass was exposed.

“I am so torn, I love the attention the men are giving me, but I am not being a good wife, or proper lady.” Paula began as we ate the meal she prepared. “I just really enjoy the eroticism, the vulgarity, and just being obscene I guess.”

“I must say I am sure enjoying this new side of you, so please continue your new sluttiness, and the exhibitionism, “I added as I looked into her eyes, seeing a new view of my former Victorian wife, being a horny slut.

Wednesday was another interesting evening. Paula related how there were now at least three men m*****ing her on the bus, much to her pleasure, and eventually mine. She also told me now they were leaning close to her ear and telling her what a hot slut she is, and how they want to fuck her, or have her suck their cocks till she has to swallow their loads. She also told me she was brazen enough that afternoon to run her hand up and down through two of the men’s crotches, enjoying the feeling of a hard cock or two.

“I really loved feeling that semi-hard cock growing slowly as I ran my hand through his crotch,” Paula adding more to her story. “I enjoyed one guy groping my bare ass with his hand, and another guy pulling at my nipples through the material of my blouse. He was pulling hard enough that it was slightly painful, but in an erotic way.”

“So there were three, again today?” I questioned.
“Yes, the third one was standing behind me and whispering sweet nothings to me, like, ‘I wish my wife was a slut like you’, or ‘do you swallow when a guy shoots his load in your mouth?, so fucking hot!” Paula stopped talking for a moment.

“Do they get off at the same stop as you?” I asked.

“No, they go to the next stop, which is the last on that run.” She gave me a slightly evil smile as she grasped the thought I had, letting them grope her more.

I dropped her off the next Monday at the last stop of that route; then spent fifteen minutes scouting out the area. I was lucky, there was an adult bookstore about a block away, this was going to make some real changes. I explained that evening, during another hot round of sex what my plan was, and Paula quickly agreed.

Tuesday, I dropped Paula off at the new bus stop, or more of a park. I drove through and showed her where to meet me when I came back to pick her up that afternoon.

Paula was reacting to this whole exhibitionist and slut wife immersion than I had thought she would. She was becoming a real slut for men fondling and groping her, and now, what I wanted was for her to become a complete slut for cock, doing gang bangs and bukakke parties wherever and whenever I wanted. But I would be patient.

Just after 5:45 that afternoon I parked in the more secluded area I selected. She got off the bus, waited a couple of minutes, searching through her purse, and then finding her cell phone. Two of the males she had pointed out that m*****ed her on the bus got off and walked off to a point fifty or so feet from her. I watched as she walked past them, tits jiggling, and towards me. I could tell by her walk that she was giving them a bit of an ass swinging show as she strolled to the car. The two men followed at a distance, watching her, and especially when she got in the car.
“God, it was so hot having them fondle and grope me today, there were three of them m*****ing me. My tits, ass and pussy, their hands all over me.” Paula said as she took quick breathes.

“Okay, open your blouse, and show your tits, pull your dress up and show those beautiful legs. I’ll drive by them slowly, and show you off a bit.” I directed her.

I drove by as they were slowly walking our direction. They gazed at us, and Paula rolled down her window, smiled and waved at them as they stared at her brazen display.

“But this afternoon was the first time one of the guys took his cock out and made me jack him off while the others watched,” Paula related the tale to me. “The man finally climaxing into a condom as I jerked him off, ‘ I just looked out the window as the bus moved along. “It made me so fucking hot, standing there, a strange male’s cock in my hand, a group of males watching me jack him off till he climaxed in the condom, then he handed the used condom to me,” Paula was actually lying back in the passenger seat of the car playing with her clit as we drove home, getting a couple of honks from truckers on the way.

“So, slut, what did you do with the used condom?” I asked directly.

“I put it here,” she began, quickly pulling a condom with a load in it out of her purse, “in my purse. What do you want me to do with it?”

“Hold it over your mouth and swallow his cum.” I ordered her, thinking she would protest and toss it from the window, or maybe dump the semen on her tits. To my astonishment, she raised the condom, tipping her head back, raising the full end of the condom up, opening her mouth and eagerly swallowing the lurid liquid as it spilled in a stream into her mouth.
On Thursday, when she got in the car, and I noticed her blouse was wet around her tits, her nipples hard and distended. She truly looked like a hot slut.

“You won’t fucking believe what they had me do today,” she began.

“We were in the back section as usual, the three guys I had jacked off the first part of the week stood in front of me. There were a couple of new guys next to me, groping and fondling me. What was strange was there was another woman sitting on the seats along the side of the bus, a man on either side of her. They had her legs spread, and skirt shoved up, playing with her bald pussy, and her top undone, tits pulled up and over her bra.” Paula was now fingering her clit as we drove home.

“I was standing between the two guys, they were fondling my tits. One of them took out his cock and had me start jacking him off, then the other guy did the same, I had a cock in each hand jerking them as the threesome on the seat watched us.” Paula was breathing heavily now.

“I could tell the guys were getting ready to dump their loads. They moved and had those little cups restaurants use for sauces in take outs. They held the cups tilted up in front of their hard cocks, and shot their loads into them.” Paula climaxed before she finished, shuddering in a hard climax as she related the obscene event to me.

“Well, finish the story, cunt!” I called out.

“Yea, well, anyways. One took his cup and handed it to the woman who was finished with a climax of her own, telling her to drink his cum. The other turned to me, opened my blouse, and dumped his load on my tits, then closed my blouse, and had me lick the rest of his cum from the cup.” She finally finished the ribald story. I was absolutely amazed at how much she was enjoying the erotic and obscene bus rides.

“Damn! Sounds like you are really enjoying being a slut,” I comment to her as I play with her thigh.

“It is extremely sensual. It has sure added to the pleasure of our sex life, too,” she says as she adjusts herself a bit, the cum is now drying on her tits. “You wouldn’t believe how horny I am right now, you will have to give me a good fucking when we get home.”


Friday when I picked her up at the park and ride I handed her a dildo.

“We’ll sit here and you fuck yourself with the dildo. We’ll see what your pervert friends do.” I directed her as she adjusted herself in the seat, spreading her legs and slowly working the dildo in and out of her wet pussy. There were four men standing together now, talking about something, which I felt was us, as they kept looking over at us and chatting more animatedly. After about five minutes, trying to make their approach rather nonchalant, the four slowly strolled by as Paula fucked herself with the dildo.

“Oh, fuck,” Paula blurted out, and began to cover herself.

“No, I want them to see you fucking yourself with the dildo, you are a fucking exhibitionist slut, remember?” I placed my hand on her inner thigh, halfway between her knee and pussy.

“Umm. Your wife is sure a nice person to travel with.” The first of the men said as he slowed, completely noticing my wife shoving the rubber dick in and out of her pussy.

“Yep, I sure enjoy her hot cunt, too.” I replied, in a suggestive tone.

“Ahh, she has told you about us?” He asked, as a second man now stepped closer.
“Oh, yes! You guys have sure made our fucking so much hotter. She certainly enjoys the fondling and groping while riding the bus.” I replied.

“Damn, she sure is hot!!” The second man commented, as now the third approached us.

At that moment, Paula erupted in a shattering orgasm, not extremely loud, but she shook from head to toe as she plunged the dildo in and out of her cunt with mad abandon. Her nipples, hard and distended, moved in near circles as my wife worked her way through her climax.

“Shit! I need to have some of whatever she is having!” A female voice said from my side of the car. A woman, mid-forties, leaned on my car door, looking at my wife, legs spread, and shuddering in a hard climax.

I looked and had a great view inside her blouse of a nice set of DD tits, much bigger than my wife’s.

“I am sure she would loan you her dildo is you wanna sit in the back and fuck yourself, honey.” I said.

“And. If I weren’t in a rush to get to a fucking council meeting I would love to take you, and her up on that.” She commented, lewdly.

“I am sure these fuckers would love watching you fuck yourself with the dildo, too.” I handed her my card, “give me a call sometime, I’d love seeing more of those tits of yours.”

I reached up and rudely groped the strange woman’s tits as she continued to watch Paula as she came down from her climax, and watching the four males as they also stared at the hot forty year old MILF fuck herself with the dildo. The strange woman took my card, and handed me one of hers as she turned and strolled off towards a line of parked cars.

At that point I noticed the third male to walk up now had his cock out of his pants, madly stroking his cock at the passenger window of our car. Paula lifted her hand from her crotch, leaving the dildo obscenely hanging from her hot hole, and took hold of the man’s hard cock, and she began stroking it. She had now crossed another line, becoming a slut for strange cocks to play with. The man groaned loudly and began shooting his load all over my wife’s jiggling tits, and tummy. As soon as he had finished dropping his load on her tits he quickly put his cock back in his pants and zipped them. The other two males looked at us, then smiled like Cheshire cats and turned, walking away. Paula quickly pulled her skirt down, and closed her blouse, one of the small crowd gathered around us said ’security’ and that was the end of the party.

After pounding my wife to a couple of climaxes that evening, we had a hot discussion regarding her new sluttiness. I told her how hot it was watching her jack off the guy on her tits, and she should do more obscene acts like that. Paula admitted she was very interested in becoming more of a slut wife, and might even consider having a lover or two. I replied it should be multiple lovers, and very sexual.

Monday became a step towards a new level of sluttiness. I parked the car in one of the 15 minute waiting spaces just across the drive from where we had parked the evening before.

“Here, go change, slut.” I said as I stepped from the car and handed her a small cloth bag. She took it, handing me her purse and briefcase, and headed for the rest rooms.

Two of her groper friends came up to me, looks of questions on their faces.

“Oh, she’ll be back in a few minutes, she needed to change.” I answered to their furrowed brows.

The woman from the previous evening strolled up, and I pulled her close with my hand on her ass.
“You know, someday I am going to join this little party you appear to be in charge of.” She commented as we broke a hot French kiss.

“You can join us anytime, slut.” I replied my other hand now fondling one of her hot, DD tits.

“Have to get home, our son is visiting from his latest deployment.” She said with a tone of disappointment.

“You can always have him join us, along with your hubby.” I answered matter-of-factly.

“You are naughty!” she said as we untangled and she walked away to her car.

The two guys were joined by another friend of theirs, and the four of us stood around chatting about sluts and whore wives.
At that point I saw my lovely, slutty wife strutting across the sidewalk towards us. She was now displayed in a sheer white blouse, with a small red, shelf bra holding up her jiggling tits, with nipples well displayed, a mid-thigh pleated skirt, black hose, and five inch spike heels, making it easy for her to have her tits bounce seductively.

A couple of wolf whistles from her groping admirers, and she crossed the drive to us.

“Damn, you look hot enough to eat, sweetie!” One of the men commented crudely.

“Great display of your tits.” A second commented as he groped her ass.

“Well, where are we going? I don’t presume we are just going home, with me dressed like a whore.” Paula commented wryly.

“Well get in, my horny slut.” I said as she walked to the passenger side of the car, followed by one of her admirers who quickly opened the passenger door. I was already in the car when I watched her enter, spreading her legs in a very un-ladylike manner, showing plenty of her nylon covered thighs.

“You taking your slut out to dinner?” Another asked, leaning over, and staring at Paula.

“Well, somewhere to get her tummy filled, hopefully.” I answered giving one of those double-entendre meanings to my statement.

“Ooo, sounds like I am going to be naughty.” Paula cooed in a flutter.

“You guys can meet us at the adult book store over on the highway.” I added, then patted her thigh.

“Yea, I know where that is, be fun seeing her over there, let the hot times roll!” The older male in the group said as they then turned and made their way to their cars.

“An adult book store?” Paula questioned as I started the car and slowly drove out of the parking lot.

Ten minutes later I was opening the door to the adult store, the sign above us touting XXX video booths, toys and more.

“Undo another button on your blouse, Paula show a bit more of your hot tits.” I said as we strolled into the store. “Follow me around for a few minutes, then, you start looking in different areas of the store.”

There were half dozen men in the store, looking around at the nudie mags, adult DVD’s, and toys. I guided Paula around, my hand on her ass as we walked through the various sections of the store. We would stop from time to time near one of the strange males, letting him take in an eyeful of what she was displaying. By that time our four groping friends had made their way to the store and were now checking out different parts of the store.
“Okay, stroll around by yourself, give them plenty to look at, bending over, and so forth. Encourage them to fondle and grope you, fingering your slit, if they want.” With that I patted her ass and walked off in the other direction. For a good twenty minutes she walked around, and the guys had easy access to her curves, groping and fondling her.

At that point I walked back up to her running my hand onto her ass. I found the hem to her skirt, and slowly pulled the material up exposing most of her ass to those looking.

“So, are you ready to fill your tummy a bit?” I asked as I obscenely ran my hand over her bare ass cheeks.

“Well, that sounds like I am going to suck some strange cocks and swallow some hot cum.” Paula replied, loud enough for the guy in the aisle in front of us to turn around and smile lewdly at her.

“Oh, I believe you will get plenty of cum.” I turned and tugged her towards the arch that led to the video booths.
I took her to the back of the row of booths where one of the larger booths was situated. The door opened toward the front of the store so that all could see in the booth as they strolled around. I went in first then she followed, sitting on the hard chair legs spread, and blouse now fully open, tits on display. I put a ten in the slot, and she looked at the screen which was at a forty-five degree angle across the back and side of the booth. On the side of the booth next to the screen was a three to four inch round hole, just below waist level.

I switched to a channel that showed a video of a mature slut, like my horny wife, being gang banged by an interracial group of young studs. The woman was being spit-roasted by two black males at that point.

“Mmm, such a hot video. That could be me getting skewered like that.” Paula said rudely, her hands roving over her tits, and thighs.
“And that can be arranged, tonight if you want.” I replied now sliding her blouse off, leaving her bare from the waist up except for her shelf bra.

“We’ll see.” She replied coyly.

An eight inch cock suddenly appeared through the hole just to the right of my wife. Without a word she reached over and began to slowly stroke the growing cock.

“Suck his cock, cunt.” I directed Paula.

She did not complain, she just leaned over to the cock, and took it between her lips. Tentatively at first, but then with more vigor as she began to really enjoy the obscenity of sucking a strangers cock in an adult bookstore my horny cunt, wife began to bob her head back and forth.

She worked on his cock for about five minutes, the man talking obscenities of encouragement as she sucked his pole. I could tell he was getting close, so I turned and pushed her head a few inches closer to the wall, forcing her to take more of the cock down her throat. The man moaned loudly, and spoke as he pumped his load down her throat, her first for the evening.

“Fuck, that was hot!” Paula commented lewdly, sitting back up and looking at the screen, the woman now on her back, and two black cocks dumping their loads on her face and in her

Another cock appeared next to Paula, and she leaned over and began noisily sucking on the new cock. Another five minutes went by, and she began moving her head faster, then held steady, as she swallowed a second load of semen.

Paula turned to the screen again, now seeing a black male pull his cock out of the woman’s frothy cunt, mount her chest, and have her suck his cock clean of the mixed cum.

Now a black cock came through the hole, and without any hesitation, and even a bit of glee she held the ten inch piece of black meat her mouth now engulfing the rigid pole. This time Paula’s head moved back and forth for nearly ten minutes before she was rewarded with another load of male jizz for her efforts. Less than thirty seconds later another black cock came through the hole, and my wife began her ministrations, and was rewarded once again with more jizz.

“I need to rest my jaw for a few minutes.” She made a small plea for time off from cock sucking.

“Bend over, and back your ass onto the cock and fuck it.” I told her.

At that point a fifth cock came through the hole. Paula stood, bent over, backed up and guided the cock into her pussy. She backed up to the wall and held her position as the man pounded her pussy. I reached over and began roughly tugging on her nipples, one then the other, and harder as time passed. She turned her head and now watched a blonde being spit-roasted on the screen by two black cocks, then the camera panned showing another five or six black cocks ready to replace their friends.

“OH! FUCK!” Paula softly screamed, “he’s pumping his cum deep in my cunt!”

And she now had her first orgasm of the evening, pretty much screaming for more cock, and pump her harder. At that point, I had to climax myself. I stood moved in front of my wife, and shoved my hard cock into her mouth and into her throat. I held her head still as I pumped my cock in and out of her mouth. I quickly unloaded my cum into her throat, as having watched her for the past twenty minutes or so made me extremely horny. Paula greedily swallowed every drop of my semen, and took a deep breath as I pulled my cock from her wanton mouth.

“Oh, FUCK! Another cock in my cunt!” She groaned as she held her ass against the wall, the male on the other side pumping in and out of her at an ever maddening pace. Her tits swung around lewdly from her chest as she was roughly fucked.
“Oh fuck yes!” She bellowed as she climaxed a second time.
“He’s coming in me. God, that feels so fucking good.”

After she came and the man had pulled his cock out she flopped onto the chair. His gleaming cock still through the hole, Paula leaned over and licked and sucked the semi-rigid cock clean of a lot of mixed cum, and juices.

Another black cock now appeared through the hole.

“My pussy is sore, and my jaw doesn’t work right at the moment,” she looked at me with pleading eyes.

“Kneel down and jerk him off on your face and tits, he’ll enjoy that,” I told her.

For almost ten minutes she jerked licked and sucked on the black, ten inch pole. She even included a couple of minutes of turning around and having him fuck her, then back to sucking and jerking his cock, cleaning the cum from the black cock.
Paula pleaded with him to cum on her face and tits, she wanted to see his cum spurt from the hole at the tip of his big cock, and so on, as she finally received her reward of a cum facial. She took time to rub and smear the cum on her face as she also licked some of the cum, enjoying the salty taste.
With cum smeared on her cheeks and lips, dripping from her nipples, and oozing from her well fucked cunt, Paula was a slutty mess. She sat for a few minutes, then asked if I would get her a soda, and I agreed, but for her to keep the bolt on the door till I got back.

When I returned, I heard the unmistakable noises of a woman getting fucked, the slight slapping sounds, the groans of pleasure, and a male obviously getting close to dumping his load. I opened the door to our booth and there she was, a black guy behind her, fucking her rampantly, and her leaning over and sucking off another cock. I waited patiently as the man fucking her grasped her waist, pulling her to him, hard, then moaning and pumping his load deep in her cunt. She pulled forward and greedily swallowed at least part of the load offered by the guy in the booth next to us, then, head moving she smeared a bit more cum on her face.

“He sounded like you at the door hon. Hope you don’t mind that I let him fuck me.” I smiled as she took the soda and took a big swig of the cola.

“Do you want to stay and suck and fuck some more cocks, or?” I said as I pulled at her nipples.

“I’d like to straighten up my skirt and blouse, then go take a walk around the store, see what happens,” Paula said as she stood up, more cum dripping from her chin, and her tits now covered in cum.

“You will be a fucking sensation out there, cum on your face and tits, and cum dripping from your well fucked cunt!” I laughed as I watched her adjust her shelf bra, and skirt, and straighten her hose.

“I’m sure this will get me hot again, being such a slut in public, and I also want to see the men’s reactions to a slut like me wandering around in a porn shop with cum all over me.” Paula commented lewdly.

Sadly, when we went out into the bright store area there was just the counter guy, and one other old man in the store. The old guy looked at my cum covered wife, his eyes went huge, and then he almost ran out of the store, frightened by the prospect of having to deal with a real slut.

“Honey,” the counter guy began, “I knew there had to be a really hot slut back there by the parade of males in and out of
here.” He said as he stared at my cum covered wife.

“Where did they all go?” Paula asked, a bit disappointed.

“Oh, you took care of most of them, you’re wearing a good amount of evidence. A few went back watched you, and jacked off on the floor or in a towel. And, you took care of at least a dozen, maybe more.” He said a grin as big as a watermelon was across his face. “Made for a good evening.”

“She might be interested in more cocks and cum, if you think waiting around would be a good idea.” I queried.

“Maybe in a couple of hours. Place gets dead till about one now.” The man replied.

“I’m Ford, and this is my cunt, Paula. She’s learning how to be a really hot slut, and this is our first time here.” I stretched my hand out and shook his.

Another twenty minutes went by, light discussion, and ideas of how to improve her sluttiness. I got the phone number of the store, and the name of the other guy who ran evenings. Learned it might be good to call in advance, or even drop by and put a couple of slutty photos of her up in the place, and what time we would return. I did get a few photos of her, showing the cum
on her face and her slut outfit, ready for me to print and post.

“If you guys don’t mind a drive, there’s a porn theater about an hour from here, lots of hot action there, especially on weekends.” Was the last part of our conversation with Mike, the counter guy.

Tuesday was another step in Paula becoming a total slut and whore for cock and cum.

I was parked in my usual spot to pick her up that afternoon. She came across the patio area of the park and ride, sort of escorted by a tall, black male in a bus drivers uniform. I quickly noticed that his arm was sort of around her waist, but then I realized his hand was obviously on her ass cheek. Her blouse was open to her waist and barely covered her tits as she walked, making her tits bounce provocatively. As they approached our car, he slipped to her right side and quickly opened the door for her. Paula placed her left foot in, then slipped onto the seat, her legs spread, giving the bus driver a great view of her cunt; the she brought her right leg into the car.
“I’m Kurt, one of the drivers of the route your slut rides,” he began, his hand now inside Paula’s blouse groping her tits. “Seem like your hot little slut loves entertaining the men on the back of the bus.”

“No doubt, she has told me a lot about her escapades of letting the guys play with her tits and ass.” I replied cheerfully.

“Yes, quite true. Me and the other driver don’t mind a bit, and neither do many of the men. Not that we’ve had any complaints, it’s just that we need to some sort of agreement about us not telling the division super about her fun times.” He cleared his throat.

“What is your proposal, Kurt?” I said as I slid my hand up my wife’s left thigh, pushing her skirt above her hose tops.

“Gary, the other driver and I are members of this little club, and we thought you might like to bring her over some Saturday evenin’ and we could have a little party.” He was still kneading my wife’s tits as we chatted, making the conversation a bit surreal.

“Sounds like a good plan. Say this Saturday?” I asked as
Paula looked at me and smiled a knowing smile of what was an obvious gang bang party.

“Here’s the address, and my phone number. Gi’me a call Thursday to confirm, and if you have any questions on how to find the place.” Kurt finished, removed his hand from my wife’s tits, and walked away.

“I presume you know they want me to gang bang them and a few more of their black friends,” Paula commented in a breathy tone. “I’d love trying an all black gang bang.”

“Oh, yes, that is quite apparent. Did he give you any indication as to how many brothers?” I asked.

“No, other than he said a few of his friends.”
At that point two of the men whom I knew were a couple of my wife’s m*****ers strolled up to the car. Paula made no effort to