Sub Wife - Slippage

With this loving sensual touch I gently held his swollen cock in my hand. My eyes wide open and looking upward searching for his approval then my fingers softly wrapped around the impressive girth of his engorged hard meat. I wanted this but knew it was wrong and with his gentle hand guiding me I opened my already cum covered red lips then poised just beneath the head of his hardness readying myself for his hot seed too.

I could see the grin upon his face with that look of satisfaction knowing that he had convinced me to do something I did not want. He kept looking at his mates saying he knew I would be a good girl for them and how easy it always is when I'm drunk.

At the same time I could feel the firmness of fingers sliding inside my wet ready pussy from behind and I could hear the excitement in the commanding voices surrounding me telling me to spread my legs wider.

I was on my knees upon the floor in the kitchen and purposely hidden from view of the others outside. I was being the slut these men were expecting me to be and treated with the contempt they are so used to and enjoy. I was displayed like the party whore I am so well known for at these things and to these men something they so immensely enjoy.

These men know me well and have used me many times before at these boozy gatherings just like this one and this certainly wasn't the first time this has happened. A part of my life I know I am going to find incredibly hard to transform because none of them were taking me seriously when I told them I wanted things to be different now.

I probably shouldn't have gone into the house alone to get hubby another beer but I felt so confident in being able to handle myself. I was determined just to walk in and then walk out without being distracted or tempted by anyone in anyway but after a few hours drinking I wasn't quite as in control of my urges as I thought.

Outside, I was staying close to hubby and trying to ignore the suggestiveness of his friends comments about the way I was dressed. Barefoot with an ultra short black skirt and this super thin loosely fitted white lace top. I knew it was incredibly provocative but something that I commonly wear around these friends to look sensuously irresistible for hubby.

These gatherings are a very relaxed open invitation that quite often attract all sorts and go all night long with most of the guys getting stupid drunk and the girls like me spreading their legs for anyone who looks at them. Not usually an overly large crowd but this time there were certainly more men than women which was making it very hard for me to be invisible.

It was the young bulls who were eager to take advantage of my drunkenly influenced sluttish nature. They had heard about me but not yet tasted the sweetness of my pussy and they were the ones ignoring my pleas but with the others encouraging them to treat me like a gutter whore.

It was when I bent over to get hubbys beer from the bottom of the fridge where he always puts it when these young bulls noticed me. I was drunk so when I felt this hand feeling the shape of my ass I just looked around and smiled letting him continue then by the time I managed to get hubbys beer stand up and close the fridge door my nipples were bursting through the soft material of my revealing top from the ice cold fridge making them impossible not to notice.

Several comments were made and I just shyly giggled in this coy submissive way trying to ignore their attention towards the provocatively slutty way I looked but it was difficult to conceal and impossible to change the topic.

I was trapped at the end of this tiny grotty kitchen feeling quite drunk, looking almost naked and provocatively available and these guys weren't about to let me go without having a feel of my pussy but when they did that's when I instantly felt unbelievably aroused.

This cute guy stood in my way with the others around me saying that they couldn't believe I wasn't interested in playing anymore but the words coming out of my mouth saying that I wasn't interested didn't match the way I was responding to this guys fingers touching my pussy under my skirt.

It seemed to be a big joke to them teasing me like this knowing how I always react to being touched like that and in seconds my pussy juices were flowing. He stood right in close to me telling me that I was there to be their slutty play thing and that they were wanting to play.

I wanted to say no to what they were doing and I really did try but it was so hard not to enjoy the way I was being touched. They knew they had me purring and ready to play and as soon as the others started to touch me too I just melted into this submissively sluttish state.

In seconds I was on the floor on my knees and wanting to be used by these men. My mind willingly moving my body to their hurrying touch making me pant for more as they used my mouth. My pussy juices freely flowing from my powerful reactions of obedience and my natural sluttiness giving them exactly what they wanted.

Everything else just faded into nothingness and all that mattered to me was that feeling of wanting to please. I felt like I was on heat as I pushed their fingers deeper inside me and pleaded for them to take me into a bedroom but things had gone too far and already I was being smothered by cock.

They completely took me, controlled me, and made me want more with the things they were doing to me feel so good and I didn't feel one bit guilty about any of it. I took their cocks inside me making them come so quickly leaving my pussy in such a mess and smelling of sex.

The whole thing happened quickly and luckily not even noticed by anyone outside and once I hurriedly wiped myself clean using the kitchen cloth I returned to hubby with his beer and he didn't even question why it took so long.

For the rest of the night I was petrified that one of those guys would say something about what happened but none of them did although the smiles and smirks they kept giving me for the rest of the night did make me feel awkwardly uncomfortable about being there.

I was so worried that hubby could smell the sex on me when I was sitting on his lap so I drowned myself in perfume which was a mistake because that only attracted more attention from other friends there.

I disappeared again later in the night into one of the bedrooms where several more men used me but hubby was so drunk by then he would not have even noticed I was gone for as long as they had me in there.

The second time I did feel some guilt about my behaviour because I was the one who wanted to be taken there and used but the temptation to be that way came so easily for me especially having these men wanting me to be that way for them.