How My Wife Changed Into A Slut In Just Five Minutes!
This story could be described as being unbelievable! The very fact that it happened at all is quite amazing. My name is Ron Chalmers and I am 32 years old. I have been married to my wife for 6 years and up till this event I loved her dearly! Cherrie and I were sweethearts from way back! We knew one another when we were in school and have kept in close contact ever since. We dated when she was only 18 and I was 22 and have never dated anyone else - neither of us! We just seemed to be made for each other and have been in love all this time - well, up until just recently. Cherrie was a very shy girl, not extremely attractive but nice and homely! She didn't have the best figure in the world and wasn't the prettiest girl around but for some reason I loved her!
Although she was 18 when we first dated she was a virgin and hadn't been out with boys much at all. She came from a very strong religious background - Baptist - and her parents were very strict with her. She could go to church functions and meetings with the boys who attended the church but not out on dates. Of course, I belonged to her church also so that was the reason her parents thought I would be alright for their daughter.
The dating of Cherrie was quite an ordeal. I had to present myself before her father for a grilling about my background and ideals before he would even consider allowing her to go out with me. I must have passed because he allowed us to go to the pictures one night on the condition that I have her home immediately after the pictures finished. He even rang the theater to find out what time the film finished and we had just travelling time to get her home! There was no way Cherrie would ever disobey her parents but I did talk her into being the first couple out of the theater when the film was still running with the credits and we rushed to my car which was parked nearby. We managed to get in half a dozen kisses before we had to drive home but those quick but passionate kisses were the start of our relationship.
We courted for a long time always under the threats of horrible things from her father until we announced we would like to become engaged. We had agreed to wait until we were married before we had sex and we both were happy about that. Anyway we became engaged and then married and at last we were able to break free from her parents. Cherrie was true to her word - we didn't have sex until after we were married, in fact, a while after we were married! After the ceremony and the party afterwards we headed off to a motel room for the beginning of our honeymoon hoping to go on a touring holiday for two weeks around some lovely beach resorts.
We arrived at the motel and everything that day had gone extremely well. The marriage ceremony was wonderful, the party afterwards was a huge success and here we were at the motel and together and completely alone for the first time. By that I mean before this no matter that they weren't physically present, her parents were always hanging over us!
Cherrie was very shy in fact she had always been very shy but tonight she seemed to be more so! I told her we were in love, married and now able to do the thing we had always wanted - make love! She agreed she was being silly and so we undressed in front of each other for the first time, embarrassed but nevertheless excited. To cut a long and sad story short, once we were in bed and I had her so aroused she was shaking with anticipation, I attempted to enter her! Here we struck a problem. Every virgin has a hymen which has to be broken and apparently it hurts but can be broken fairly easily but in Cherrie's case, it was almost impossible to break and she was in tears as I tried to force my way inside her. After much trying we just gave up, rolled over and held I her naked body against mine and drifted off to sleep. It was also very hard for me because I had a case of blue balls and badly wanted relief but I was determined to wait until we could make proper love together.
The problem apparently was that Cherrie had a very thick hymen and after the fifth day (and night) of trying without success we finally agreed to consult a doctor at the next city we came to. This doctor was very sympathetic and arranged for a surgeon friend to give Cherrie a local anaesthetic and then broke her hymen surgically! He told us it would be painful for a few days but to be very gentle with each other and the pain would soon go.
Anyway sex after that was wonderful and we have made love with each other in some way or another almost every day we have been married! Neither of us has been with another person so we are completely faithful to each other but totally inexperienced in sexual matters except those which we learned from books and each other!
The upsetting event which I am writing about happened three weeks ago. Cherrie and I have a great number of friends. These friends range from the quiet church-going people to the rowdy party animals and we love all of our friends. We were aware of the carryings on with some of our friends and had heard all sorts of rumors about them. We had heard they participated in wild sex parties but had never been to any of these events and didn't know for sure if what was said about them was true.
We had been invited to a party at one of our good friend's home on a Saturday night and managed to leave the two children with my mother until the next afternoon. This gave us more freedom to stay out a little later than usual because we usually had to return home to relieve the baby-sitter.
When we arrived at the party we found there were six couples all together plus us and these were all of our friends. We knew everyone and enjoyed their company. Neither Cherrie or myself are drinkers so, although we love to have a couple of drinks each, we don't drink very much. The party was in full swing and everyone was enjoying themselves. Four of the women guests were dressed in rather revealing party dresses which, at times, showed a lot of flesh. I must say I can get rather excited looking at female flesh particularly when I am as close to it as I was that night. Several times I managed to look down a neckline and look at very smart looking breasts - breasts which were not hindered by bras. Also a couple of times I saw rather widening areas of flesh around the midriff when someone would lean over a bit too far. Of course it was also very nice to be able to look up some of the dresses when the women carelessly crossed their legs. None of the women were wearing stockings and I love bare legs.
Anyway, Cherrie was dressed as usual. Always very neat and tidy and quite smart but she had on a reasonably long skirt and a thick jumper which totally hid all of her charms. Cherrie's breasts are not very big and after two children as well as myself had been sucking on them they were not in the very best shape but I loved them just the same. Cherrie always wore a bra and panties where ever she went and also she loved stockings or pantyhose as well - she said this made her feel comfortable when she was dressed like that! Cherrie was also rather a prude about some things like; she didn't like to shave her legs unless we were going to the beach in summer. Also she almost never shaved under her arms although there were occasions when she had done so if a dress didn't have sleeves on it. Also she never shaved her pubic bush saying it was how God wanted her to be so she wouldn't change anything by shaving her body!
Cherrie was extremely well liked by all of our friends and they always went out of their way to include us in everything they did. We were very happy and comfortable with our friends.
Back to the party. I was about 11pm when we would have normally been leaving when all of the women were sitting in a group talking while the men had gathered at the other end of the room talking about sporting interests. We overhead the women raising their voices and I realized they were teasing Cherrie for some reason. Anyway I pointed this out to the other men and we drifted down to be with the ladies.
What I heard really surprised me. I heard one of our friends say to Cherrie, "Well, if you have never had another man, how do you know you wouldn't like to have one?" Cherrie blushed and said, "One man, my man is enough for me!" The women persisted and kept on telling Cherrie how much they had enjoyed being fucked by another man other than their husbands! The language was crude but we were used to that although we didn't use foul language ourselves. The women kept on at Cherrie telling her she was missing out on the fun of life and should try other men.
One of the men near me said, "Cherrie, if you want to try another man, I would only be too pleased to be the one to fuck you - that is something I have always wanted to do!" Another man chipped in with, "Cherrie, I want you tonight - please let me fuck you!" And the others joined in with similar remarks. We were used to some of this carryon from past parties but this seemed to be going too far. Cherrie was sitting there just blushing and not saying a word. I felt I should say something but just couldn't think what I could say which wouldn't sound stupid!