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Slut Wife - Cuckold Initiation

bypolicywank©

"Oh honey, a courier package came for you this morning."

"Perfect" said Roxanne "I love it when a plan comes together smoothly."

"What do you mean?"

"I will tell you a little later darling. Right now I am on my way to get a bikini wax. Please be here when I get back. I have something exciting to tell you." Then Roxanne grabbed the small courier package and left.

Roxanne and Peter had just moved to a high-end condo in Chicago about a month earlier. They had been living in a small mid-western town where they both had mediocre jobs. The money didn't matter because her father was very wealthy and she was an only child, but she was bored where they were. When her father had passed away suddenly a few months ago Roxanne decided they needed to move to Chicago to be closer to the company she had inherited from her father. She wasn't going to run the company - she just wanted to be close enough to keep an eye on things and this was the perfect excuse to get out of their boring little lives.

Peter wasn't sure if he felt excitement or trepidation about their upcoming discussion. However, she had always been the authoritative one so he did as he was told and waited for her.

She could tell he was anxious, so when she returned she got right too it.

"Honey do you remember when I came into Chicago to visit my friend just before we moved here. I told you about how we went out on the town, just the girls. And how Tina had convinced me to dress sexy."

"Yes I remember."

"Well for years both you and Tina have been telling me that I am much more attractive than I think I am. I guess I always had a hard time believing you guys. I know that at 5'5" and 130 lbs I am not overweight, but I have always been self-conscious of my figure. It seems silly now, but 38-24-38 just seemed like too much tits and ass for me. For a while I even thought about getting a breast reduction."

"Anyway, when we went out that night I didn't have any sexy dresses or shoes. Tina insisted we had to look hot even if we were off limits for the guys at the club. So she convinced me to wear one of her very tight dresses. The problem was that my bra didn't look very sexy under that dress and Tina's bras were not big enough for me. So we both decided to go braless."

Roxy knew the details were unnecessary, but she wanted to see his reaction. She was enjoying teasing him.

Peter was apprehensive about where this was going, but sat in complete silence with his dick getting harder as the story unfolded.

"When I saw myself in that little tight dress, I was really surprised. I looked just like those hot girls you look at on the internet. I still have the dress - Tina told me my big tits had stretched it out so I might as well keep it. Wait here and let me show you."

Peter was stunned and worried. He was sure she was going to tell him she had cheated on him. She said before that she had not had sex with anybody that night, but he was nervous now.

When she came back into the room Peter's cock twitched with excitement. She saw him instinctively reach down and rub his dick and smiled at this honest display of how he thought she looked.

The dress was white which set off her raven hair. It was very snug around her breasts, but without a bra they hung the way they do when she is naked - spectacularly full, but still firm and pointing forward. The shape of her silver dollar sized aureoles made a clear impression through the fabric and her nipples were hard and full. Like most big natural tits they stretched the fabric down and out slightly, demonstrating the full weight of what she had to offer and advertising to anyone who saw her that these were real D cups. With her every move they bounced, heaved and jiggled under the straining fabric.

As she walked into the room Peter could hear the clip clip of her heels. They were Manolo Blahnik's - expensive Spanish heels, 4" high - sophisticated but unmistakably "come fuck me" shoes.

As she walked across the room he could see how perfect were her sultry long legs because the dress just barely covered her shapely ass. It was stretched over the shelf of her gorgeous booty and the hem was barely 2" below her freshly waxed pussy. Peter's dick got harder still when he tried to imagine his lovely wife sitting on a bar stool in this dress in a room full of men.

Roxy came and sat next to Peter. She took his hand. "Well remember how I told you that I didn't have sex with anyone that night?"

Uh oh, here it comes thought Peter. His face was flush and his stomach was churning.

"I was being honest Peter. I didn't fuck anyone that night. However, I did have some fun. You see, men hit on me all night. At first it made me nervous, but it happened so often that I had to find a way to respond. I have always dressed in a way that discouraged men and I thought it disgusting the things that they would say to me. But that night I realized that I didn't need to feel bad about being hit on or the dumb things that men say. I just started deflecting them, then I slowly started to flirt with them. Before you know it I felt like I was in charge and ruling over a roomful of suitors from my perch atop a bar stool."

"By the time midnight rolled around Tina and I had each had several drinks and she was kissing some guy in a corner. Two men were talking to me. One was on either side, standing in front of me, while I sat on a barstool with my back to the bar. Pretty soon they were not only telling me how pretty I was, but making specific comments about my big tits and beautiful legs. They said dirty things about wanting to fuck me that no stranger has ever said to me. When one of these men leaned in to kiss my neck I didn't stop him. Nor did I stop him when he ran his hand up my leg. I told myself it was wrong, that I am a married women.......but it felt so good. When he kissed me full on the lips I opened my mouth to him and I uncrossed my legs so he could slide his hand up my thigh."

Roxy sat there holding Peter's hand and uncrossed her legs in that same sexy dress tracing the inside of her thigh with her own hand.

"Peter I didn't stop him when he pushed his hand all the way up under my dress. I didn't stop him when he pushed my panties to the side or when he put his fingers in my pussy. I sat there like a slut while he fingered me and we made out. When he paused his friend came in from the other side and did the same thing while the first man fondled my big tits."

Both of Roxy's hands instinctively went to her tits and squeezed them, tweaking both nipples while she paused her story.

"I should have stopped them Peter but I didn't want to....and they knew it. While they groped me they kept talking in my ear, saying dirty things about wanting to fuck me." Roxy could tell this made Peter hard so decided to keep teasing.

"They said I was a horny slut that deserved to be fucked. That my filthy cunt needed more than one dick. They talked about how much they would enjoy watching my big tits jiggle while they pumped me full of cock. They made me admit that I like the taste of cum and that I liked to be titty fucked. And Peter they said all this while they had the thick fingers of their big strong hands inside my pussy."

"I don't know how long this went on, but it was quite a while that I sat there with my legs spread and two men playing with my pussy. After an hour or more, the first guy took my left hand and led me off of the bar stool. He fixated on my wedding ring, suddenly realizing I was married. He commented to his friend about how much of a slut I was to let these men feel me up in a bar while my husband was back at home."

"Peter, that woke me up and shook me out of my trance. If he hadn't said that I probably would have fucked him or even both of them. My head was swimming and I was intoxicated by the attention. When I tracked down Tina, we hurried out of there. On the way out I heard a few guys mentioned how hot I was. One guy said I was the hottest piece of ass he had seen in that bar in a long-time. Normally that would be offensive to me.....but he didn't know I heard him and I was dressed like slut. Suddenly I was flattered by the comment, and I realized he was right."

"What do you mean?" Peter was now in shock.

"I mean I am a hot piece of ass and I like it."

"And that brings me to my decision Peter. I have decided to become a hot wife."

Peter looked at her puzzled "I have always known you are hot Roxanne."

"No silly" she smiled, reaching out and squeezing his throbbing cock. "Not a wife who is a hot......a hot wife......a slut wife. I am going to start fucking other men on a regular basis Peter."

He sat in stunned silence and she waited for him to absorb the news. She didn't know how he would react but his dick had gotten even harder in her hand when she told him.

"Ever since that night in the bar, when that strange man called me a slut wife I have been conflicted. It isn't fair to do what I did behind your back........but at the same time I want to do it again. I want to fuck other men Peter and that is what I am going to do."

"I understand if you want to leave, but I would like you to stay. You are a wonderful lover and if you stay as my cuckold husband I will give you full pussy privileges. This isn't about humiliating you or anything like that. I just like all the attention and think that I deserve to try some new dick."

"Do you want to be my cuckold Peter."

Long pause

"Yes, yes I do."

"Now before we continue I want to set the ground rules Peter."

"Firstly, as I just described this is a slut wife and cuckold relationship. It is not an open marriage. You will not be permitted to have sex with other women. The way I see it, I have always been out of your league. You are lucky to have the chance to fuck me and I will grant you ongoing pussy privileges so you have no other sexual needs."

"Secondly, I will not hide our new arrangement. The people we meet will quickly figure out that I am a slut wife and you are my cuckold. This is a new town and nobody knows us so it is the perfect time to do this without any confusion or embarrassment."

"Thirdly, I will be making the key decisions in our life and you will do as you are told. Let's face it I have always been the authoritative one in this relationship anyway. I will fuck who, when, where and how I want. If you like I will tell you the stories but you have no say."

"Finally, you are still my favourite pussy licker. When I come home from my dates you will be waiting for me and ready to lick my pussy no matter how sloppy and used it may be."

"Peter, are these rules understood."

"Yes."

"And you will abide by these rules and obey any other instruction I give you."

"Yes."

"Great". With a smile Roxy jumped up and strutted across the room to pick-up the courier package. Inside was a small jewelry box and inside the box was silver and gold slut wife jewelry.

"This is an anklet or ankle bracelet. It has room for me to attach up to 10 pendants. There is a selection of pendants such as "SLUT", "SLUT WIFE", "SLUT for BBC", "HW", several "M" and one "F". It tells men that I am available for sex. See if I want to advertise for a gang bang, I attach one F and several M's. There is also a pendant that be attached to my necklace or pendants for piercings - nipples, bellybutton, clit, whatever. Isn't it pretty Peter?"

"I am going to try this one first." it was just a little HW symbol that means Hot Wife. She attached the pendant to the anklet then stood in front of him putting her sexy heel on the arm of his chair and bending down to attach the anklet to her right ankle. Peter immediately noticed her wedding ring as she did this.

Peter knew in that instant that with her outfit and slut wife jewelry everybody would know she was a slut......not just a scantily clad women, by a slut wife looking to get fucked outside her marriage.

She modelled for herself in front of the mirror "Oh Peter this is going to be so much fun. I can't wait to start. Today I am going to let another man fuck me for the first time since we got married."

Peter paled "You mean you already have a date."

"No silly, but you can see that it is just a matter of picking the right outfit."

Peter knew she was right. All she had to do was walk out the door dressed like a slut and there would be a line up of guys begging to fuck her. And Peter knew that is exactly what she wanted now.

She took his hand "Now come with me and let's look at my outfits to see which one I will be wearing right before I get fucked." Roxy smirked at herself for that rudeness which would have so offended her a few short months ago.

"The one you have on is incredibly sexy Roxanne."

"Yes, thank you" looking down at her cum inducing outfit "but this is more for going to clubs. I like the idea of being sexy and slutty during the day. Clubs are such a cliche. I mean sometimes I will want to go and be ogled and felt up by horny guys in a dark club, but that isn't what I want now."

"Now I want to find a spring dress and go for a walk in the outdoor market. I want to see the reaction of the people who aren't horny guys in a night club."

"I think maybe this yellow sun dress would be perfect."

Peter had never seen it before. It was basically a short skirt that seemed just long enough to cover her ass and two pieces of fabric that draped over the front of her tits and hooked behind her neck. Before she shimmied herself into it he saw her naked body with her freshly waxed pussy and she never looked so sexy.

Roxy picked a pair of wedge sandals 4" high and admired herself in the mirror. Her tits barely contained by the thin strips of fabric and the tiny dress noticeably pushed to its limit to cover her pussy and ass.

"Just one more thing Peter." She pulled a small clit ring from her new jewelry box. This one had a very small pendant that simply said "slut". "Be a dear and put this into my clit please Peter."

She had never been pierced before thought Peter. "I know what you are thinking Peter. There was a tattoo and piercing place near where I got my bikini wax this morning. I had the nice man there pierce my clit and nipples this morning too. I am thinking of getting a tattoo when I go back for my bellybutton piercing."

Peter was on his knees putting the jewelry into her newly pierced newly slutty pussy. As she spoke he had an image of Roxy with a young man's hands on her tits while he pierced them and that was followed by an image of her spreading her legs for her clit piercing.

"Yes Peter he touched my body. He also offered free bellybutton piercing and tattoo if I fucked him. I told you it would be easy for me to get fucked.......but I am saving him for later. Think about what kind of tattoo I should get while I am out having sex with other men ok sweety."

Again Roxy looked at herself in the mirror. The clit pendant was not visible when she stood tall, but when she bent over the pendant and her pussy were clearly visible. She stood there bending and moving in different ways to see when and how she was exposed.

Satisfied with her sluttiness, Roxy grabbed her purse and headed for the door. "I am taking your convertible Peter. Now remove your clothes."

Peter paused not sure what was happening.

"Move it, I haven't got all day. Take off your clothes. Quickly cuckold."

Peter was a big strong guy with a nice cock and Roxy liked looking at him, but today she had something different in mind.

"Now stay naked and clean this place from top to bottom. If you do a good job I have another surprise for you when I get home. Remember stay naked - even if someone knocks on the door you answer it naked and do not hide yourself. Is that clear?"

"Yes"

Without another word Roxy turned and walked out into the hallway of their condo building. A neighbour exited his condo at the same time. Peter stood exposed and semi-hard. The neighbour glanced at his wife and probably saw Peter's naked body as the door slowly closed. All Peter saw was his magnificent slut wife introducing herself to the neighbour and walking with him to the elevator.

The man's name was Carl. He was handsome and well built. He appeared to be in his late 30's or early 40's - a decade older than Roxanne and Peter. He was instantly entranced by Roxy - within about 5 seconds all three of them knew that whether she fucked him or not was entirely her decision.

It was Carl who had suggested the open air market downtown. It was only a 15 minute drive, but Roxy struggled to keep her pussy from getting so wet it soaked her dress. So she lifted it behind her and let her waxed wet pussy rest on the seat of Peter's convertible - might as well call it her convertible she thought to herself and smiled.

As soon as she got out of the car, all eyes were on her and stayed on her. After strutting around casually she found a nice patio and sat down to sip on a martini. Several men came to introduce themselves, but she turned them away until she landed one she liked - he was a young man, early 20's, tall, strong and handsome.

Notwithstanding his own obvious virility Todd struggled to even talk to this sexual goddess. Roxy was amused by his fumbling efforts to pick her up and asked him to sit down with her. One would call her a cock tease if not for the fact that she was going to fuck him.

Soon they were making small talk and Todd was raving about the city and the view of the lake from his new condo. He was finally getting comfortable, but turned back into a quivering mass of hormones when she suggested they go and see the view now.

Roxy held has hand as they strolled towards his condo. At every opportunity she leaned into him, brushing her tits against his arm or touching him with her exquisitely manicured hands. When they got to the condo she strolled around languidly as he tried to gather himself. Roxy picked up a picture of Todd with a girl.

"Where is your girlfriend today Todd?"

"She is, I mean um I don't really have a girlfriend." He stumbled with his words as he thought he saw the perfect sex goddess slipping away.

"Don't lie to me Todd. I don't care if you have a girlfriend. I wouldn't have let you bring me up here to fuck me if I was hung up on that. You do want to fuck me don't you Todd?"

"Um, yes. I mean absolutely."

"Good."

Roxy reached behind her neck and unbuttoned the one button that kept her dress together. The strips of fabric covering her big tits immediately fell away and with a sexy wiggle of her hips the whole dress dropped to the floor. She stepped out of it wearing only her heels and jewelry and left the dress in a pile on the floor where she left it.

From the picture Roxy guessed that Todd's girlfriend was not good at giving head. Few girls at that age are - they nibble and tease while essentially giving a hand job figuring the guy is lucky they are there at all. Roxy had learned much more - she knew they liked the feeling of having their balls sucked and it isn't a blow job until she could feel a cock in her throat. Roxy felt certain that the frilly girl in the picture wasn't the deep throat type.

Roxy swaggered over to Todd and immediately squat down before him with her perfect ass resting on her heels. As she reached up with her left hand and wrapped it around his fat cock she could see that he noticed her wedding ring. "I am surprised you didn't see that before Todd. Yes, I am married. So don't get too attached to me."

"Where is you husband, does he know you are here?" he stuttered immediately regretting his stupid questions.

"He is at home waiting for me. He does not know I am here but he knows I am somewhere fucking another man. See he is my cuckold." she said as she teased the end of his dick with her tongue. "You don't mind fucking a married woman do you Todd."

He shook his head silently.

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