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Ashley discovers she loves being a slut
Warning! This story is about a nice guy who willingly makes his hot wife a slut. He's a good guy, but botches his duty in the 'Real Man Don't Share' department. Avoid this story if it's not your flavor.
I hope the remaining readers find an enjoyable story to comment on. Feedback is desired.
Rodryder44
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A green Mustang convertible cruises the highway effortlessly on this summer day with its speedometer pegged at 70. The car is done in British Racer Green with GT body stripes and wire spoke wheel covers on red striped high performance tires. It is powered by a 289 V8 with a 4 barrel carb.
Dion's "Runaround Sue" plays loudly through the front speaker.
"Here's my story, it's sad but true
It's about a girl that I once knew
She took my love then ran around..."
The deep rumble from the dual exhaust reverberated through the passenger's seat. The throaty engine vibrations made Ashley's pussy tingle.
..."The touch of her hair and this girl's warm embrace
So if you don't want to cry like I do
A keep away from-a Runaround Sue"
Her hair is in a ponytail covered by a blue and white triangle head scarf tied under her chin. Dark aviator sunglasses hid eyes made up with Revlon's "Raggedy-plus" lashes, and shimmer shadow on her eyelids. She's wearing a halter top in white with blue embroidered anchors that snuggle her ample bosoms showing impressive cleavage.
She wore no bra and knows her areolas and nipples are visible through the fabric. Her flat midriff is exposed to the sun. Her pleated blue mini skirt is gathered up her waist from the rush of air through the car's air vent. She wore lacy black boy short panties from Frederick's of Hollywood. She has on white bobos with ankle crew socks. Chanel's "Carmen" paints her generous lips; she loves the scent of her "Charlie" perfume.
I'm her husband, Arnie. I'm 25, 6' 1" 185 pounds on a good frame with chiseled abs, and a 9" cock. I love this Mustang and Ashley too.
"The Stripper" ringtone on Ash's phone went off.
Ash said her best friend Liz is calling and switched to the speakerphone so I could hear both sides of the conversation.
"Hey, bitch."
"Did you do it?"
"Yep, I did it."
"How many were there?"
"Two when I got there, three altogether." Ashley answered, unconsciously fingering her clit through her panties.
My cock went to full erect mode as I tried to watch her fingers and the highway at the same time.
Liz shrieked loudly through the phone. "Did you fuck them?"
"Yep, again and again. I got DPed all night long."
"Arnie better not find out."
"He knows, and you're on the speaker."
"Hi Arnie. How're ya doin'."
"I'm fine, Liz."
"I'll call you back, Ash."
"No, don't hang up. Fire away. Whad'ya wanna know"
"How did you meet them?"
"It was Arnie's doing. He opened an account on Fukkbuddy.sex using my name and personal info. When I learned about what he was doing he showed me 1,100 'hits' on my profile in 46 hours. He says this proves I'm a Hot Wife. I also saw he provided some pretty private details about me.'"
"Like what?"
"Like I fantasize about fucking multiple men, black cocks and doing anal. I may have said those things to tickle his fantasies, but I never would have put it in my profile. The fukkbuddy also requires an explicit photo so he sent one of me naked and smiling while holding my pussy lips apart to show my pink hole."
"It's a great picture." I said in self defense.
"Yes Arnie, it's a fucking great picture but it was supposed to be private! Asshole! Shut up and drive, cuck!"
"Ashley, don't say that to Arnie, you'll hurt his feelings."
"Liz, you have no idea. Arnie, tell Lizzy you're a cuckold."
I sigh, "Yes, Liz, I'm a cuckold."
"Why are you a cuckold?"
"I let other men fuck you."
"And?"
"I like the thought of other cocks being in your pussy."