How My Husband Converted Me

This is a true story. A story of how my husband convinced me a very conservative wife, a virgin on my wedding night convinced me into having sex with other men. Furthermore, upon breaking down and confiding to my best friends Monique and Allison, they set me up having sex with more men and women. All to the point I am a true slut in my opinion.

Hi, my name is Veronica. I'm 5' 5" tall, brunette, 120 lbs. I am considered to be a good looking woman. I have a cute face and a nice figure. I have a bubble butt and nice size breast. I go to the gym a few times a month however, I am not a gym rat. I wished I had more of an athletic body, but I am sure everybody feels that way about themselves.

My husband and I spend a lot of time in the yard. We both enjoying garnering and have won "Yard of the Month" several times in our community. I am married to a wonderful man named Sam. He is a Pharmaceutical Rep. I studied to be a pharmacist, but the economy is not the best and no jobs are available in our area. So, I work at the local apparel factory in South Fulton.

South Fulton is a small town in Georgia where we grew up in. I dated white boys and black boys as the population is 92% black and it may even be higher. The population of white people is just over 3% as the same for Hispanic. That did not bother me, but it did my parents as they were strict Baptists. To me, black boys just seemed to have more confidence than white boys or Hispanic boys.

I considered myself a fun date in high school. I was for the most part a sure thing for first base and most of the time second base too! I would let the boys rub my boobs. I had a few boyfriends that I allowed to second base, but that was as far as I would take it. Well, I did rub a few of the boy's cocks in their pants. They would keep pushing, but when they realized I was not giving them my booty they would break up with me. I never had a long term relationship.

My husband Sam is 5'11" tall, dark hair and blue eyes and people consider him a good looking man. People considered us not such a good match. Our age difference was a bit much for my friends and family. When we got together I was 20 years old and Sam was 35 years old.

We've been married five years now, and our sex life has been awesome. Sam taught me on how to give great blowjobs. He taught on how to enjoy anal sex too. I love sex as much as anyone. Sam liked to get me half drunk before sex. It made me horny as Hell. However, recently things have changed.

Never in a million years would I have expected the events I am about to describe to have that happened to me. I was a straight-laced girl. I went to college at a prominent university. During college I met my husband to be. I was a sophomore in college and Sam had his career path and owned his home. It was love at first site. He was very patience with me and we married as soon as I graduated college. When we married I was a still virgin for him.

Being with no other man his size did not bother me. Unfortunately, Sam's has developed Erectile Dysfunction. His case is bad as the pills did not work either. By this time he is 40 years old and I am 25 years old. He is too embarrassed to talk to the doctor about it. We were drinking more and Sam introduces me to marijuana. The problem with marijuana is that it makes me horny as Hell. A whole lot more than alcohol ever did.

Sam is a sweet guy and we truly love each other. Sam and I fell in love at the time that I was ready to settle down with one man. His dick was all I knew, but listening to the girls at work I knew men had bigger dicks.

Life was going smoothly and uneventfully for five years until Sam developed Erectile Dysfunction. The sex just stopped period. I tried to talk to him about it, but he always got mad at me and we would argue about it. I quit saying anything so I would not upset him. Six months past and another six months past and we did not have sex. Then out of the blue he mentioned that I should consider having a boy toy. I quickly dismissed it and told him that our vows say for better or worse.

I was not planning to or would consider cheating on him. At this point I felt the need to tell someone. I came close to telling my best friends Monique and Allison, but after thinking about it I decided to keep it private.

Then my husband and I actually had a civil conversation about our sex life. My husband went to the store and bought a dildo, vibrator, and a few other toys. He agreed to use them on me and use his tongue on me too. We did this for several months and it was great. Then it stopped suddenly. I did not say anything as I continued to use the toys myself. I did not want to start another argument.

After several more months go by my husband brings up me having a fuck buddy. Again I dismissed and told him no way. However, this time he would not let up. Day after day he would bring it up. I always said no and would bring up the cheating factor. His argument was it is not cheating if he knows about it and I would go over the details. I still refused, but he would not let it go.

Yet another year past and my dildo became my best friend. My husband was now 42 years old and I was 27 years old. It has been a two years since we have had conventional sex. I am a dedicated wife and willing to stay faithful to my husband until death.

One day yet again my husband brought up me having sex with another man. He claims he is comfortable in our marriage that I would never leave him. That is why he feels comfortable in wanting me to have sex with another man. I told him no. He began to cry, saying that he can't perform his husband duties and he feels real bad about it. He actually claimed he considered a divorce just so I would be with another man.

I finally broke down and told him if it meant that much to him I would do it. He seemed so happy, hugging and kissing me. I told him good luck on finding a man. About an hour past and my husband called me to the den. He placed an ad on Craigslist. Close to 50 replies and some with huge cocks.

I then rethink what I said and told my husband "No way", I am not doing someone like that. Oh boy, that sent him off. Sam was disappointed and very distraught. He said nothing and left the house. I cried a while and went and watched TV.

My husband finally returned. I apologize for my reaction. I did make an agreement, but didn't think he would have so many men in such a short period. I also told him I was scared to death. He expresses his understanding and said we should start slow. Maybe get a man to come over just for a hand job and nothing more is expected. However, I could go as far as I wanted to go.

My husband gave me carte blanche to do whatever I wanted with any man. I had myself backed into a corner, so I agreed. Then my husband goes over what he wants me to wear going forward.

My body always gets lots of nice stares from men and women whenever I wear anything tight. My plump round ass, shapely thighs and my boobs especially attract attention.

Usually I dress modestly, but now my husband wants to put me on display. I am required to no longer wear a bra except for work and visiting family.

He wants me to wear my revealing yoga clothes and Daisy Dukes around town going forward to gain more attention. Jewelry will be my wedding band and ring, a beaded letter anklet that says "Slut" and MFM rhinestone necklace.

My husband had my boobs, naval, and my tongue pierced. The tee shirts are low cut see-through with spaghetti straps to show off my boobs. He even bought some Hotwife T-shirts online for me.

I disagreed to start with, but my husband's thoughts are that more men will flirt with me and I will have more chances to meet men. When we go to the mall my husband walks behind, so he can watch men look at me. Several young men would stop me and talk to me and tell me how hot I looked. I would end up with a couple of phone numbers to call. However, I didn't tell my husband.

Everywhere I go, I get the most stares of lust. When the car is low on gas my husband sends me out to get it filled up at a service station. He does everything to get me in front of men. My husband keeps telling me just to let things happen. If a man comes on to me accept it and roll with it. I was always nervous wherever we went. My husband puts me on display and I just didn't like it.

My husband decided he needed to shop for ammo for his gun. Not really, he just wanted me out in front of men. He had me wear my skin tight yoga pant, and a low cut tee shirt without a bra. My ass was defined in those pants and my boobs were on display for everyone. Upon arriving at the store my husband instructed me to go on in and shop like I am alone. Sam came in a few minutes later. The men and women in the store gave me all the attention I wanted. After a while, I was coming around and liked the attention. The men were rugged type and the girls were the same. I left the store with more phone numbers.

After we left the gun store I admit I was horny. I told my husband and he was happy. I asked him to take me home so I can get some relief. He did and promptly preformed oral sex on my pussy and ass. I loved it and had several orgasms. Afterwards we talked about me giving hand jobs. I felt so relaxed and satisfied I agreed to start giving hand jobs. Sam was excited and we started shopping for a man.

First thing I did was to study everything about husband's allowing wives to have sex with other people. I studied Hotwifing, cuckolding, sharing, swinging, and anything else related. When my husband got home from work I talked to him about what I learned. Sam was happy of my willingness to learn. I told him again we must go slowly, so I can get used to the idea. Sam tells me what he has been thinking about.

My husband's idea is to have me start with having phone sex while he eats me. Plus we watched porn while he performs oral sex on me. This went on for a couple of months. It was great and I actually got off myself while getting the men off on the phone. Sam would have me dress up like a prostitute and also strip for men while using face time on my phone. That was hot. Watching men stoke their cock and cum wanting me. That was very hot!

As time went by Sam wanted to have men to come over to our house and me masturbating men to orgasm. Jack the man off and let him cum on my boobs. Needless to say, I was scared, but I promised to go along with his ideas and we have been going slowly, so I agreed.

Sam placed an ad on the net. It said basically, "Wife wants to play with a Cock" It said more, but the point was made. Again I got chills looking at the ad knowing it was for me. We required face pictures more than dick pictures as I want to have a fairly nice looking guy. Getting started, dick size did not matter. We placed the ad in a nearby city. I did not want a local man that I knew to find out what I was doing.

If I was going to do this I wanted to learn everything I could on giving hand jobs. I searched the internet dealing with hand jobs. I studied giving a blowjob too as that is something I loved to do for my husband. I watched women giving hand jobs on their knees, giving hand jobs lying in bed, giving reach-around hand jobs from behind. I watched how they stroked the shaft, how they rubbed their balls, how they stroked the head. I watched fast, piston like hand jobs, and watched slow, loving hand jobs. I learned many tricks from the hand job videos.

Sam checked the internet for any replies to our listing. We had several replies. One was from a man named Thomas. He was an older single guy around 55 years old with a picture. We didn't recognize Thomas in the picture, and his letter was well worded. Sam sent him a reply with my picture. The guy had written a very nice response to our email. From his email, he seemed very personable. He asked a few questions about me.

I did not feel comfortable doing this, but we decided to invite Thomas to a bar in his area. I decided to have a few drinks and several hits of marijuana before meeting Thomas.

We met Thomas on Wednesday and talked over a drink. Thomas was neatly dressed and well groomed. He looked exactly like his pictures. Thomas greeted us, shaking our hands.

After talking with him we discovered Thomas lost his wife to cancer a couple years ago. He was devastated to say the least. We decided to go to Thomas's house.

When we got to Thomas's home, he fixed a pitcher of margaritas and we settled into his living room. We were all feeling mellow and started talking about sex. The margaritas were cold and strong and we each had a couple of glasses.

I said softly, "Thomas, you're an attractive man. There a lots of women that would love to be with you. Why do you need to seek out a hand job online?"

Thomas took a deep breath and almost sobbed, "I haven't made love in over two years. I don't know if I will ever be able to have sex again. I'm so frustrated."

I felt so bad for Thomas. I put my arms around him and hugged him. His pants were beginning to tent. I guess he couldn't help it since he hadn't had any contact in a while with a woman. My eyes never moved from his crotch. I moved my right hand down and began rubbing his dick up and down through his pants. Thomas put a great big smile on his face and moaned.

My hand moved to the top of Thomas's pants. I undid the button and pulled his zipper down. Moving my hand under his boxers, I pulled his dick out into the open. I would say he had an average cock. I never took my eyes off of his dick. I pushed his boxers down below his balls and started slowly stroking his cock. Already precum was forming on the tip.

If Thomas hadn't had sex in two years, I didn't think he would last very long. I was going very slowly. I was moving my hand up and down his shaft. After two or three times I would move my hand to his balls and cup them. Thomas laid his head back on the chair and closed his eyes.

During sex, my nipples will get rock hard and stick out like eraser tips. My hand never stopped moving up and down Thomas's throbbing cock. The veins in his dick were clearly visible and the precum was getting all over my hand.

Thomas lowered his hand to the bottom of my t-shirt and put his hand underneath. I put up no resistance. He moved up to my tit and cupped it. I was transfixed on his cock. Thomas starting cupping my tit and squeezing my nipple easily since I was not wearing a bra. He moved his hand under my shirt and pulled it up exposing my tit. His left hand moved to my other boob and lifted my shirt out of the way. My nipples were as hard as ever.

My breathing quickened as Thomas rubbed and squeezed. He was using both hands to play with my tits. I started rubbing Thomas's shaft faster. He was starting to moan and lift his hips to meet my movements. My eyes were glued to his cock. I was pumping for all it was worth. Up and down, up and down. My hand was like a blur.

Thomas was biting his lower lip. I'm certain he wanted this to last as long as possible. Thomas's back arched and the first stream of cum hit me in the forehead. I redirect Thomas's dick and the next shot went directly in my mouth. I ended up with cum all over my face. Thomas took his fingers and rubbed the fresh come on my nipple.

I kept my fingers moving on Thomas's dick and another shot hit my face. My hand never left Thomas's dick. I did slow down the pumping of my hand. Thomas had a couple more short shots that landed on my face. I finally let go of Thomas's dick. After a minute or so, I leaned up and kissed Thomas on the cheek. I got to my feet and went to the bathroom to clean up. Sam talked to Thomas and set up another visit the following week.

After we left Thomas's house I began to cry my eyes out. I have cheated. I have cheated on my husband. I have sexual relations with another man. I so filled with guilt.

After we got home I went straight to the bedroom. Sam came in the bedroom to comfort me. After a couple of hours of explaining things to me he convinced me I didn't cheat on him. However, I still felt bad. Sam told me he loves me more than ever and is so proud of me. I just couldn't get it.

Sam goes on to tell me that we are to be at Thomas's home next Friday evening at 7 pm. Sam tells me he wants me to move a little further. I was like wait a minute, but Sam being as smart as he is started to perform oral sex on me.

As Sam performs oral sex on me he would ask questions about Thomas. Oh course, I was stoned and horny as hell. My answers were exactly what my husband wanted to here.

"So you liked Thomas's cock?" He asked.

"Yes, I loved his cock." I replied.

"So are you going to suck Thomas's cock next time?" He asked.

"Yes, if that is what you want me to do." I replied.

"Then yes, you will suck his cock." Sam stated.

"I want you to let Thomas eat your pussy!" He asked.

"Yes, I want that too!" I replied.

"Then you will fuck his brains out." Sam stated.

I was starting to have a monster orgasm like never before. My orgasm was sending me out of this world. My husband knew it and knew I would say anything he wanted while having the orgasm. After I crashed down I lay on the bed realizing what I said. Oh God, I can't believe what I said or what I agreed to.

"You're not going to hold me to all those things I said are you?" I said.

My husband looks at me and laughs and says. "Not everything, but I want you to do a couple of extra things, Ok?"He said.

"Like what?" I responded.

"I would like to see you suck his cock. Maybe even let him eat your pussy too, you good with that?" He said.

I thought for a couple of minutes and responded "Ok."

Before next Friday came around Sam had hooked me up with another guy. He was much younger than Thomas. I felt uneasy with him, but I went ahead and jacked him off. I told Sam no more new guys. Let's just see how things go with Thomas. He agreed.

Friday finally got here. I got dressed and ready to go to Thomas's home. When my husband got home he checked on me. We had dinner and off to Thomas's house we go. Thomas greeted us and welcomed us inside. He hugged and kissed me.

Thomas leaned forward slowly bringing his mouth to mine. Our tongues touched and we both moaned slightly as they brushed against each other. We kissed passionately, his hands roaming across my chest feeling every curve of my breasts.

I told Thomas to take me to his bedroom so we could relax. Thomas climbed into bed and sat back down against the headboard of his bed and I keeled between his legs.

"You're so hot," he said.

"Oh, you want it that bad do you?"

"Yes, I want your cock in my mouth."

I reached forward and grasped his shaft firmly in my hand, stroking it gently. Thomas's veins were popping out from the side. I wrapped my fingers around the base of his tool and pulled upwards to me.

"Now, start sucking," Thomas commanded.

I brought my face closer to his cock and lowered my mouth over his hard pole. I licked around his tip, down the shaft and then back up again a few times, before I put the tip in my mouth and gently sucked on it. Then I moved my mouth down his length. The taste of precum filled my senses as I sucked on his shaft, moving further down until I reached the base of his cock. I bobbed my head up and down his shaft until I slowly pulled my head back up his cock and popped him out of my mouth. I lifted his clock upwards and started to swirl my tongue around his balls while stroking his cock.

"Fuck yeah!" He groaned loudly.

I glanced up at him and saw him staring directly into my eyes. I looked at him as I continued licking his balls, teasing him.

"Does that feel good, big boy?"

"Oh, fuck yes. Keep going!" He demanded.

I brought his balls back to my face, running my tongue around their edges as I teased him once again.

Thomas sighed deeply. "You are such a tease. That feels incredible."