I was drunk, really drunk, at that fraternization party I went to with my husband. Who was also drunk, playing cards and being ripped off by the smart guys who stayed sober to exploit the suckers.
But he wasn't the only drunken idiot being duped there.
I was too.
Three guys wanted to fuck me.
That's how I began to be an adulteress, a cheat and make my husband a cuckold.
When I became a drunken slut.
35 years old, married for eight years, a daughter of six. Drinking into drunkenness at a banal event and being turned into a bitch.
By three guys. Faithful wife, I tasted three dicks in one night. One of them is known to us, my friend Frida's husband. She didn't want to come, was menstruating and feeling cramps, so she preferred to stay at home reading and resting under the power of drugs.
Walter came alone to the party, elegant in his beautiful sportswear and with a naive child's smile.
Seeing me drunk, without John around, he had all the elements in his favor to do what he always wished for.
He approached me friendly; I smiled and greeted him in the typical drunken voice. And placed her hand sensuously on my buttocks, over the dress and panties.
"You're pretty, have beautiful breasts, I've always wanted to enjoy them and also see that delicious slit you have between your sexy thighs," Walter said in a relaxed way into my ear. Whispering the naughty words at the same time as he increased the pressure of the hand that was firmly gripping my ass.
My reaction was typical of drunks. None. I smiled like a fool. Just smiled.
He wasn't alone. His two friends, singles, approached us.
"You've got a nice whore, Walter. What a cleavage! The breasts are nice", they said in an abused tone. And they smiled at the way how he groped my pretty ass without my objecting.
I was therefore a good achievement. A beautiful prey. For all three. They also wanted to take part.
And they groped me too. My breasts, sticking their hands inside the bra.
Walter was cautious. "She's too drunk, we shouldn't draw attention to ourselves, let's go somewhere private, some discreet corner where we can do everything with her", he told his friends.
That's how they led me to a bathroom in the back, to consummate their debauched purposes with me.
The four of us went inside and they closed the door. No one would come or see us there. My husband was drunk, playing cards.
"Take off your panties, Lena, we want to see your pussy," Walter ordered me.
Clumsily, due to the effect of the drink, I slipped my hands under my short red party dress and removed my white panties.
When I finished taking off my panties and handed them to Walter, he smiled at me, said something like 'good girl' and threw them away.
Then all three men had their fly open and their cocks out. Three naked dicks in front of me. The first I'd seen apart from John's since I met him a decade ago.
And it wasn't just one. As I said, it was three at once. They were very hard, the guys really excited.
Locked in the bathroom with me.
They were going to fulfill their dirtiest desires.
I had already taken off my panties. That had been thrown away.
Walter made a sign to me indicating what he wanted me to do.
It seemed strange, quite insane, but I, a married woman, mother of a daughter, was there, drunk, ready to bend over and suck three cocks. One of the dicks from my friend's husband; the others from two strangers.
But it happened. I knelt down, got closer, and put Walter's cock in my mouth, already hard. His cock was erect and releasing a few drops of cum.
I felt the peculiar taste of a thick cock in my mouth and tasted the acidic flavor of his cum.