1. Sara's Slutwife Chronicles Part 2: Becoming Mike's Slut


    Date: 6/30/2015, Categories: True Story, Cuckold, Drug, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Wife, Author: 100WattWarlock, Rating: 62.5, Source: sexstories.com

    CHAPTER 1 A little more than a week had passed since I'd watched my wife Sara getting fucked to death by JRock, one of our tweaker friends; it was her first time fucking a black man, & my first time wife sharing - and we both loved it. J-Rock brought Mike to the apartment to introduce us; Mike was an MMA fighter, occasional enforcer/protection for higher ranking local Blood members, and, perhaps most importantly, he had been released from county 3 hours ago, after doing a 4-month stint & needed a place to crash. We offered up our couch. All of us went in on two eight balls, which J went to pickup and bring back. Meanwhile, Sara & I had a gram of our own set aside that we decided to share with Mike. Sitting on our bed passing the pipe around, naturally the conversation turned sexual, & it became evident that Mike knew some things about Sara and I before he'd even met us. We quickly realized that J Rock had told Mike about his romp with my wife 5 days ago; and after 4 months of lockup, he was wound up tight enough already, & Sara's short shorts weren't helping matters any. Just looking at him, you could see the conflict in his head - tapping his foot, his whole leg really, maniacally, clenching & in clenching his fists, & breathing heavily... But his eyes never strayed from where they'd locked on - the space between Sara's slightly-open thighs. He asked if he could get some water from the kitchen, to which I said absolutely, & he excused himself while Sara & I kept smoking. It ...
    was pretty blatant that he'd already done a fair dose before coming to our place - dude was SPUN already. Sara was amused by just how easily she got him hot & ready to go. "Don't start something if you're not gonna finish it," I said playfully. She chuckled, "Oh, I'll finish it! If he ever gets back in here, I was already planning on relieving some of that frustration from being in jail." That caught me off guard. "For real?" "Well yeah. Poor guy hasn't had any pussy in 4 months, almost 5. It's my duty as a woman to help the guy out...besides, his first lay after so long? He'll be like a fuckin' machine!" It hit me then that he'd been in the kitchen for at least 10 minutes, so I went to investigate; & when I turned the corner into the kitchen, I walked right in on Mike leaning against the counter, his pants around his ankles, stroking away furiously at his cock. When he realized I was there, he freaked, apologizing profusely. Finally I shut him up, "Mike, calm down; just come back into our room, Sara has something she wants you to see." He followed me into our room. Sara had taken advantage of the time spent calming Mike down to change into a black thing with lace, matching bra, and nothing else; she leaned on one arm, legs outstretched, fire in her eyes. Mike looked excited, but confused, like he was afraid this was a test of some kind. Sara repeated what she'd just told me about "performing a public service" and all that, which was good 'muffs for Mike, who shed his clothes ...
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