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This story will be different from a lot of my others. I mostly like to write about women under 50 becoming complete sluts overnight. Maybe because I wish I'd had the courage. Most of the time it's with their husbands approval.
For me, becoming a slut was a more gradual experience. You should read my profile and my story 'My experiences in swinging' to learn more and get some context for this story.
Some names and places have been changed to protect the slutty.
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I am now 60. My husband started encouraging me to be a slut when we first met. I was 38. It wasn't hard convincing me.
At 60 my body is no longer what it used to be. This is about a real woman with a real body. I hope older women will read this story and realize they've still got 'it'.
I was married to my high school boyfriend. He became violent and a drug addict. I was divorced at 22 Truthfully, after that, I was an easy lay. I pretty much fucked every guy I dated, most on the first date. It wasn't as many as you're imagining. I liked sex and had a high sex drive. I was so sexual that my current husband could make me cum just rubbing his cock on my nipples. That scared lots of guys. I had a boyfriend for 11 years. It scared him. He was a pothead and irresponsible but I kind of convinced myself I loved him but I really just wanted a baby. We separated when my daughter was 7
When I was divorced I started reading porn. My fantasies involved bisexual experiences and being group fucked. I read a story in Penthouse letters when I was about 23. It was about a woman on a boat trip with her husband and his friends. You get the idea. It's still one of my favorite stories to masturabate to. I still read Literotica. As you can guess I like Loving Wives and the Group Sex categories.
My husband and I were swingers for years. Sexually I've done almost all my fantasies. I've been with women. I've had my husband give me away and hold my legs open as I got fucked. I've had two men at a time on several occasions. I've been spit roasted and DPed.
For those worried about my husband you should know that I have held the legs of women open so he can fuck them. I've straddled a woman's face while he fucked her and he and I made out. I've been side by side with another woman, on our knees, on a bed, chests to the mattress, asses up, while he was behind us and took turns fucking us. So he did ok too.
One night I fucked six men, including my husband, four were at the same time. Two were after. We were at a swingers party. They had a masseuse giving "sensual massages." I was getting bored just talking to people so I told my husband, loudly, "I'm getting a massage."
I was wearing a dress, a bra and panties and boots. As I walked towards the masseuse I pulled my dress up over my head. It felt very hot pulling off my dress as people watched me walk across the room. I actually felt empowered. I removed my bra and got on the table in my panties and boots. Besides the masseuse there were four men standing around the table talking to him. Obviously his friends.
As I lay down the masseuse's wife walked by and said, "I need a big strong cock."
I said to her, "have you met my husband?"
I didn't really watch, but he told me later they went to a couch and fucked.
The masseuse started the massage. He removed my boots. He was naked as he massaged me. He told me the secret to a sensual massage is not really doing anything sexual, but teasing it. I thoroughly enjoyed it but it definitely made me horny.
His friends were standing around the table, they were all naked. At one point I opened my eyes and saw one of them was hard. Truthfully, when I'm horny, I'll take almost anyone's cock. I told you, I'm a slut.
I reached out and started stroking his cock. That was the start of a four man gang bang. At some point someone removed my panties. You can imagine the rest. To me, the high point was hearing, while I was being fucked, "I get to fuck her next." Yes I came several times. I still masturbate to that moment.
After that I fucked another man while my husband fucked the man's wife and then I fucked my husband. So, six men.
When I was 53 my mom got sick and we had to take care of her. We kind of fell out of the lifestyle. I was depressed for a while and put on almost 60 lbs. I'm 5' tall so that's a tremendous amount of weight. About 18 months ago I got discouraged with trying to lose weight. I had surgery and went on a strict diet. With the help of my husband, he does most of the cooking, I've lost 55 lbs so far. Along with that come the body changes that go with losing that much weight at my age. I qualify for an insurance paid tummy tuck and I'm having it done in a few months.
I also let my hair go naturally gray. It's still thick and down past the middle of my back, but it is gray.
With my depression I also lost a lot of my sex drive. I'm working on getting it back. Don't get me wrong, when my husband pulls out his cock, I'm on my knees or back to take it. I still love my husband, I still love sex with him, I still masturabate to stories, and I rarely say no, but I rarely initiate sex these days.
This story is about New Year's Eve.
My husband manages our schedule. He plans our dates and our vacations. This year we were looking for something to do NYE. After some research my husband decided we were going to Atlantic City. He made reservations at a nice hotel casino and bought us NYE tickets for a dueling piano bar. The reservation came with a table for 4, a bottle of top shelf anything, and mixers. What we didn't realize was that there was a glitch in the credit card reservation process and we accidentally booked two tables.
I'm 60, I don't feel as sexy as I was. My husband still finds me extremely sexy. He insisted I buy a sexy dress for NYE. He also hinted that I get a new bra and panties set. Like I said, my sex drive is down, so I really wasn't feeling it, but I do like to make my husband happy.
I found a red wrap dress that was perfect for NYE. It tied at my hip, came down a little below my knees in the back, and split to above my knees in the front, further when I sat down.
It crossed across my chest way too low. You could see my entire bra. My husband and I negotiated where I would pin it. I agreed to show a bit of bra and a little cleavage. I'm 60, my tits aren't what they used to be, but a good bra can do wonders.
I bought a new bra and panty set, black with tiny blue flowers. With cute lace trim and matching bikini panties.
When I was trying it on my husband said, "that dress makes me think of a fantasy of you getting gang fucked by a bunch of men New Year's Eve.."
He's told me this fantasy before. Mainly because he didn't get to watch the first time because he was getting fucked. I just made a scoffing noise.
We headed out on the 30th. I had no idea what any plans were. We reached the hotel/casino about 4:00 and checked in. The room was nothing spectacular but nice. It had a bed, a chair, a mini bar, a bureau, and a desk. We decided to take a nap and go get dinner around 7.
We got up, got dressed and headed to the buffet. It was a night out at a casino so I'd brought mostly dresses. Nothing too sexy but a dress. They sat us and we went to get our food.
As we got our food my husband, who is always outgoing, struck up a conversation with a handsome man standing next to him. The guy looked in his 40s. Mostly I prefer big men, small women. Since I'm 5' tall, a big man is anyone over 5' 10". This guy was taller.
The conversation was just small talk. It ended quickly, we got our food, and we went back to our table. Being away from home and letting my husband manage everything put me in a great mood.
We don't gamble so after dinner we went looking for a bar we could dance at. Walking through the casino we saw the guy my husband chatted with. We waved and continued our search. We finally found one, we danced and around midnight we headed back to our room and to sleep. I was relaxed and having fun. Yes, we fucked.
The next morning my husband woke me at 10. He had made arrangements for a couples massage at the hotel spa. This was super sweet as my husband doesn't really like massages but knows I'm a massage whore. He books them for me all the time.
My masseuse was male. My husband requested it. The one he books at home is female and we use her because she's a friend but he knows I like a strong massage and booked a man.
He was right. I really enjoyed the massage, it totally relaxed me. He didn't seem to mind his. Afterwards, we headed for lunch, we toured the casinos, and then back to our room for a nap.
We sleep naked and when we were in bed my husband kissed me and grabbed my ass. We ended up having sex before falling asleep.
We had dinner reservations for 7:30. We walked around exploring for a while then went to our room to shower and dress for dinner.
We finished dinner around 8:45. We walked to the bar to check in. When we got there we found out about the two tables. We tried to cancel one but there were no refunds on NYE reservations. So here we were, NYE, with two tables, two bottles, and six empty seats.
Since it was NYE and we decided we were not going to fret about it. The music started and we were having fun. About half an hour later the guy from the buffet comes in with four other men. The club was still selling standing room tickets at the door.
I saw them come in but didn't think anything of it. After a while my husband went to the restroom. On his way back he stopped and talked to the guy. I saw him gesturing towards our tables. He came back and asked if I minded if they joined us. I didn't, after all we had six empty seats. He beckoned them over.
They all introduced themselves but truthfully I didn't, and still don't, remember their names.
I don't remember exact conversations so any quotes I have here are approximations.
I can say that the conversation was nice and maybe a bit flirty. I was feeling good, and drinking, I like to flirt when I drink. In the right circumstances I tend to take my clothes off when I'm drunk.
At midnight I kissed my husband. The other guys watched. I offered to kiss them all a happy new year. They all got a peck on the lips.
The bar was open for another hour. One of the guys asked if we smoked weed. I told him I did but my husband didn't. They asked if I wanted to, I looked at my husband, he shrugged his shoulders, I said, "why not?"
Yes, the hotel had a no smoking policy, but we didn't even consider it.
We headed up to their room. The room we ended up in was like ours. A bed and a chair were the only places to sit. My husband took the chair, I ended up on the bed with the five guys. They got out a vape and we all passed it around.
I was feeling no pain, and although I didn't really think about it, horny. My husband's fantasy came to mind.
By this time I'd been in heels for hours and my feet started to hurt. I said something, took a shoe off, and started massaging that foot.
"Would you like a foot massage," said our friend.
He and I looked at my husband. He shrugged his shoulders so I said, "Sounds good."
The guy got down on the floor and started massaging my foot. I'm sure I made a moaning noise.
"Feel good?" He asked.
