From good girl to slutEric and I were married young, both barely in our twenties and both well indoctrinated in our conservative religious beliefs. Unlike him I had strayed once from my upbringing, losing my virginity when I was 16 to a boyfriend that dumped me three days later…it was hardly a great experience.The first years of marriage were fairly vanilla, although we did discover quickly that we both loved sex and could barely get enough of each other’s bodies. Around the fourth year we started exploring more, first with porn and then soon expanding to my first vibrator. It didn’t take long to learn how turned on Eric became watching me slide the bright pink toys into myself! The next purchase was an incredibly realistic dildo, 8” long with veins, when it arrived I was a bit shocked at just how real it looked and a bit worried if the realism would bother him.That night my worries were eliminated. After a nice dinner, I told Eric I had bought a new toy and wondered if he wanted to watch it’s first trial. Without hesitation he followed me to our room and watched with his shaft rock hard as I fucked myself with the large cock. I had no idea how that night would change us!Over the coming weeks we bought several other dildos in different shapes and sizes. I would be lying if I said I didn’t love the excitement of feeling a new shape or size slide into me the first time. One of our orders from the online sex store came along with several free DVDs, one of which was called “Please fuck my wife”. It quickly became one of our favorites and our conversations became more and more open. Eric started asking if I ever imagined the dildos being other men and I admitted I did. As we walked through the mall we would tell each other about the men and women we thought were hot and then at home role-play fucking them.It was around this time that we received shocking news; a couple that we were great friends with was splitting due to her having an affair. It blew us away! They were perfect together, how could they let sex ruin their marriage when everything else was so great? As you can guess we had drifted far away from our religious beliefs by this point, in fact by now we were both Atheists. Over time we found ourselves questioning the beliefs we had grown up with and one night with a bit of alcohol that questioning turned to sex. I honestly don’t remember who even said the words… “You know, everything we thought we knew about god was basically bull shit, what if the same is true about sex?”We stayed up all night talking. What if our friend had just told her husband that she wanted to experience someone else? What would he have said? At some point during the conversation Eric became quiet for a few moments, obviously thinking. Finally he grinned a bit and said, “I would say yes.” At first I wasn’t sure what he was talking about but within a few minutes we were deep in a discussion about what it would mean if one of us was to sleep with someone else. The end result was the decision that if we had the opportunity or desire either of us was free to have sex with someone else provided we were 100% honest with each other.For the next 8 months we continued on with life as we had been. Fucking like rabbits and often role-playing other partners, yet we had yet to find the right opportunity to make good on our new agreement. That is until we decided to vacation in Vegas, a first for both of us.Thanks to a huge bonus from Eric’s work we had decided to splurge, we had a huge suite ankara escort in a major hotel on the strip, first class plane tickets, and Eric even sent me shopping for ‘Vegas clothes’. I spent way more than I should have on skimpy barely there dresses, tiny micro mini skirts, heels, and bikinis. The first two days were a whirlwind…we gambled, drank, fucked, and wandered the strip. Eric loved the men checking me out and I found that I too loved knowing all these guys were getting glimpses of my pantieless pussy and occasional views down my dress at my tits.On the third day I wanted to hang out at the pool, not something Eric is a huge fan of since he is fair skinned and burns easily. We decided I would spend the day at the pool while he spent his day at the poker tables. In the room I put on a tiny yellow bikini that I still couldn’t believe I bought due to it’s G-string bottoms, I immediately decided to change into something a bit more modest but Eric insisted it was hot and he loved the idea of thinking about me in it all day.So dressed in my barely there suit and a cover up wrap I headed to the pool complex. I spent an hour lounging by the pool, enjoying a couple of margaritas but found that as the morning went on there were more and more families splashing and enjoying the water. I mentioned offhandedly to the server that it gets pretty loud and she was kind enough to mention that there was also an adult’s only pool in another part of the complex.I guess I didn’t realize how naïve I was until I walked into the guest only adult pool and was shocked to see well over half the women laying out topless. The scene was far calmer than the main pool and I quickly made myself at home, a little less worried about how revealing my suit was. I rolled onto my stomach for a bit and decided to untie the bikini, several of the dresses were mostly backless and not having tan lines would be nice. When I rolled over the combination of the margaritas and environment gave me the courage to leave the top in my bag. I watched from behind my sunglasses to see if anyone was staring and soon found that no one even appeared to notice yet another set of bare tits.I broke the rules and quickly snapped a picture of myself and my bare tits in public to text to Eric. Moments later he responded, “Fuck, that is hot! How do you like knowing there are guys out there that have hard cocks from your tits babe?”I sent back a smiley but as I laid back I realized that the idea really was a huge turn on. My margarita somehow found itself empty and I was debating another when the server approached, a fresh drink already in hand. When I informed her that I hadn’t ordered it she nodded to a young guy at the end of the pool and told me it was from him. I had never had a random guy send me a drink before and had no clue how to react so I accepted it and smiled at him with a wave. Of course I had to tell Eric about this, it was kind of hilarious to me (of course the margaritas may have played into that).The drink sender took my smile as an invitation to come over and introduce himself, Jason. God, he couldn’t have been over 23 and looked like he spent most of his time in the gym. For the next 45 minutes we chatted and flirted and I drank margaritas, my inhibitions lowering. I heard my phone buzz from a text and rolled over to my bag to retrieve it inadvertently giving Jason a front row view of my barely covered ass. I realized what I had done when I heard him whisper ‘damn!’.By now I ankara escort bayan was over my inhibitions and looked back and grinned, “Enjoying the view?” I stopped thinking and responded to Eric’s text by saying “Are you sure about our deal?” Moments later he responded with “YES! And I want all the details later!”.I almost felt like someone else was talking when I interrupted whatever Jason was saying to ask, “I have better drinks up in my room, want to go get one?”The next few minutes were a blur, I remember Jason responding simply by leaning over and kissing me deeply before standing up. Before I knew it we were in the elevator heading up, as soon as the last old couple got off leaving us alone we were making out like horny teens. His hands seemed to be everywhere, my ass, my tits, which were only covered by the cover-up, my thighs…My mind was racing as we reached our floor, on one hand I was nervous but I thought to myself that I wanted this first experience to be amazing. I thought of all of the porn Eric and I had watched, I wanted to be the amazing fuck that Jason would tell his friends about for years. Porn star sex…that was my last thought as the room door opened.As soon as I clicked shut I dropped to my knees and yanked at his shorts, his hard cock had just barely sprung free of the fabric when I had my lips wrapped around it. He was a bit bigger than Eric and I wasn’t certain if I could take him as deep but the words “Porn star sex” popped into my head as I slid his full shaft into my mouth, my hands kneading his balls as I began bobbing my head up and down the shaft. I picked up speed, loving the feeling of his cock sliding in and out and only stopped long enough to pull it out and tell him “Fuck my face!”Those words had never left my lips before but I was not myself anymore, I was a porn star. His hand wrapped in my hair holding my head as he thrust in and out of my throat. I felt the head swell and heard his groan as he began to pull his cock out of my mouth. I grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him deeper into my mouth as I felt him begin to explode, my throat and mouth filling with warm cum. As the last drops squeezed out of him I pulled back, allowing a bit of his cum to dribble out of my mouth and down my lips before sliding my tongue out to catch the wayward drips and swallow his load. I assumed he would need time to recover and went to pour us each a drink, leaving my clothes in a trail behind me. When I sat on the bed and looked back at him I was a bit surprised to see him standing watching me, his cock still at attention. “Please fuck me now!” I moaned at him as I laid back on the bed, my legs falling open exposing my freshly waxed pussy.He crossed the room towards me with a grin, nearly reaching the bed before stopping dead and a worried look crossing his face. “You are married?” He asked as his eyes stopped on my ring.Shit! I had taken it off this morning when I went to the pool, the combination of sun lotion and water would be a great way to lose and expensive jewelry. Out of habit I had put it back on as I poured us drinks. I sat up at a loss for words for a moment before I found my voice and explained that my husband was okay with this. For a moment Jason seemed skeptical, standing still as he looked at me. “We can call him!” I offered.He slowly smiled as he asked, “So, let me make sure I understand, your husband likes the idea of me fucking you?”From the look on his face and the blood returning to his cock it was escort ankara clear that he was convinced. “My husband is desperate to hear the details of your cock pounding my married cunt!” I responded.Without a word, Jason grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. My ankles slid up to rest on his shoulders and I felt the head of his shaft spread my pussy lips open. For a moment he paused and our eyes met, as if giving me a last chance to back out. “Please!” I moaned.With one thrust Jason pushed his full length into me. My breath was gone as I felt the hardness stretching me open, I let out a gasp as I sucked in a breath and felt him begin to slide out Porn Star Sex…the words slid through my head as I looked him in the eyes and moaned “Fuck me hard…like a good slut!”Eric and I had been rough many times, but never like this, never so a****listic. I could feel my face becoming bright red as my body began to shake, my back lifting off the bed in an arch. There was an explosion of pleasure deep in me, waves radiating out and all I could manage was a loud groan of “FUCK!” as my pussy clamped tight around Jason’s cock.As the waves subsided I looked up, catching his smile as he watched my body react. “Roll over” he ordered.It never occurred to me that it was a request, in my mind it was a pure order. I rolled onto my stomach, my feet hitting the floor as Jason’s hand pressed on my back, bending me over the edge of the bed. I could feel my own juices running down my inner thigh as he plunged back into me. One of his hand wrapped in my hair pulling it slightly as the other grasped my waist holding me steady, a good thing, as his thrusts were even harder than before. It felt like time had frozen, I could feel every thrust, feel his shaft slide along the wall of my pussy. With each thrust I felt his balls slap forward, hitting my swollen clit and pushing a moan from my lips.Without warning the pounding stopped. Jason’s hands were on my waist, half pushing half tossing me onto the bed, somehow rolling me onto my back in the process. As he followed me onto the bed the words Porn Star Sex again flooded through my mind, I pulled my legs back as far and as wide as they would go momentarily wondering if I could get them behind my head as I used to in gymnastics classes years ago. The thought was barely there before he was on top of me and I was once again full. The initial thrust in threw me back over the edge, my body suddenly drowning in ecstasy and my throat letting out a scream. The reaction of my body, the tightening of my pussy…no my cunt, elicited a long low groan from Jason. He buried the head of his cock as deep as possible in me and I could feel warmness exploding out of him, filling me.Just as I thought he was done he pulled his cock from me and looked up at my face as the final ropes of cum pumped out of his still throbbing shaft landing on my bare stomach and tits, drops having even reached my neck.For a moment we were both still, him kneeling between my soaked thighs, and me lying covered in his warm cum. “Get your phone” I told himHe looked confused and hesitated before sliding off the bed and finding his shorts. As he returned I slid my hand to cup my right tit and slowly started playing with the cum, dragging the liquid over my nipples, licking my fingers. I looked over at him and smiled “If you don’t take a picture your friends will never believe you.” I reminded him laughing.Once he snapped a picture of my spread eagle, cum covered body complete with my wedding ring glistening with his juice, I asked him to text the picture to a number for me. He readily agreed, asking as he hit send if it was my number and could he call me.With a grin, I told him “No, that is Eric’s #, my husband”.