wife become a slut

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a sexual story. Contains, rough and degrading sex acts and should not be read by people not into that type of thing.

All sex acts need full permission from all parties. Please don’t do any of this on unwilling partners. DO NOT do this to someone you don’t know. This story has been with prior agreement from all.





Wife becomes a slut to please husband.


I walked into the bar; this was the seventh, bar I walked into in the last few weeks looking for just the right place. I was very disappointed the bar was rowdy with a lot of people but not the kind of place I was looking for. One quick drink and I was off to go look for another bar.

Driving around town, I passed a small little bar I pulled into the parking lot and looked around, the neighborhood was a little bit rundown. I thought what the hell, I would give the bar a try it can’t be any worse than the others have been. Walking in I could feel eyes following me as I moved towards the bar. Sitting at the bar, I ordered a glass of wine. I glanced around, thinking that, maybe this could be the place I had been looking for.

The bartender was a tall black man fairly nice-looking a little old but he might just be the one I was looking for. Two men walked over to me and asked if they could buy me a drink. I turned them down flat and just sipped my wine and waited to see what else would happen. No one else bothered me so I started a conversation with the bartender. He wondered what I was doing in his bar; I didn’t look like I belonged here that was easy to see.

I guess it’s time I explained I’m twenty-two, blonde 5 foot 5 with a nice slim figure married to a great guy.

I wasn’t a virgin when I got married but I wasn’t loose either. After I got married, I found out that my husband often needed me to have sex with his colleagues and bosses to help his career. I didn’t mind at all I enjoyed sex and because he condoned it that made it even better for me. My friends often said I was too submissive but my answer was always the same. Maybe I am submissive, but I’m having a great sex life and wonderful marriage all at the same time. When my husband asked me to sleep with somebody to help his career, I was pleased to help him and thrilled to have sex with someone else, life was good. I love my husband and he loves me we have a real wonderful relationship so if there’s something I could do to help him either in business or with our sex life, I would do it without question.

Here I was sitting in a bar in a rundown neighborhood looking for sex. Not for me but for my husband, you see he likes looking at sexy pictures on his computer. His favorite pictures are of a young white girls being fucked by some black men. My husband said the color contrast was very sexy and exciting and often said the only thing better would be if she looked more like me. I had a plan to give him pictures he would really enjoy, me being fucked by some black men. That’s why I was looking for the perfect place, a place like this.

Being the only white person in here and being female, I was out of place. Yet, this was the kind of place I had been looking for, the place that would help fulfill my quest to please my husband.

Talking to the bartender, I told him I had a problem and maybe he could help me out, he smiled and said he would enjoy helping me out, and anything I wanted if he could do it he sure would, his name was Harry. I pulled six pictures out of my purse slid them across the bar to him. His eyes got big as he looked at them. In the pictures, a blonde girl was having sex with three black guys. “These are very nice pictures but I don’t recognize the girl, if your looking for her I can’t help you,” he said.

I smiled and said, “No I’m not looking for her, these were in my husbands computer, and they make him hot. The thing is, that if these pictures were of me doing what she’s doing, I thought he would like that even better. Maybe you could help me work something like that out, what do you think.” I asked.

He studied the pictures a little bit longer looked at me and said if I was interested in doing what was in the pictures he could definitely help me out.

“There’s a few things I need before we could work it out, first in the pictures notice that there are three guys. I was thinking more like four guys because somebody has to take pictures to prove I did what she is doing. Is there anyway we could work that out,” I asked. He studied me as if I was crazy then he said four guys wouldn’t be a problem but it would have to be after hours when the place was closed. He could have a private party here, if that was okay with me. I could feel my body getting warm at the thought of that and said, “A private party sounded just fine. When should I come back?” He gave me one of those looks like I was pulling his leg, he asked why come back tonight was as good as any night and the bar would be closed in less than an hour so he could have the party tonight.

I glanced around the bar, I saw about a half dozen men sitting around drinking. “I guess I could select three guys from what’s here,” I told him.

He studied the pictures; “It looks like this girl really enjoyed her time with the brothers. You look like you have a body that’s as good as hers a bit thinner but nice and if you can suck as well as it looks like she does, we can have a good time. You do like sucking cocks don’t you?” he asked. Without thinking and said, “Yes, I love sucking cock.”


“Well if your husband really likes these pictures and you want to get him super excited with pictures of you being fucked. Trust me I can promise you after a party here you will get loads of pictures to show him. What do you say you going to stay for a party?” he asked.

I felt butterflies in my stomach and replied, “I would have to think that over.”

“I think you’re still pulling my leg, why don’t you come back behind the bar here for a minute so I can see if you’re for real or not.”

“Fine but I need to use your restroom first,” I timidly said. He pointed to the back and told me to use the men’s room the lady’s was out of order. I headed straight to that restroom, not that I needed to go but I wanted time to think about his offer. In the rest room I built up my courage, I told myself that I had been looking for a place like this and now that I found it, I should go ahead and do it. My husband was out of town but due back in two days I could do it and surprise him when he got home, I told myself. I was nervous as I left the restroom and walked back to the bar. Glancing around I saw only three men still sitting in the place, which made me feel much better.

The bartender invited me behind the bar looked me over for a minute then told me to place my hands on the bar as he stood behind me. I felt his hand touch my leg behind my knee. The minute he touched my leg I spread them open for him. His hand moved up inside my leg until it contacted my pussy. I didn’t say a thing as his hand moved my panties aside and he slipped a finger inside me. When he pushed his large finger in my pussy I moaned and push back down towards his hand, forcing his finger even further in me. He slowly pulled his finger partially out and pushed it back in causing me to moan once more for him. It felt strange and exciting standing behind the bar having the bartender finger-fuck me, while his finger was playing with my pussy he told me to look around the bar, I saw that the men knew what was going on just by the smiles on their faces. “You can see, these guys know what’s going on, and you feel hot and ready to be fucked. There’s no reason why they shouldn’t get to fuck you, is there?” he asked.

God, his finger felt so good, there was nothing else I could say but a simple “No, they can fuck me.”

“You want lots of pictures of you fucking the brothers and you’ll get them if you let me give you the kind of party I want. You agree?” he asked.

His finger was still deep inside me, “Yes, whatever you want is fine with me, I need a hard cock in me.” I moaned.

He called out to one of the guys and told him to lock the door saying a party was about to begin.