How my shy, virgin girlfriend became an active Slutwife. I am here to share a step by step playbook and share details of her sex life. You will know everything about this pussy.
From virgin to Slutwife
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I dated my wife when she was only 21 yo in her country. She was smart, sexy but very shy. We began having a great sexual life together. Yet for almost one entire year, she didn’t want to loose her virginity and commit herself. We practiced a lot of oral sex and had a lot of pleasure. It was really great but we wanted both something additional. She lost her virginity with me and began to express her potential from there.
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She was playful and enjoyed to tease her pussy and suck my dick in our car. And loved to finger her and play with her clit. We almost get caught numerous times. It started to become a game. Daring to do risky things. Getting a handjob till the happy end or fingering her till the orgasm in a crowded movie theater, watching her play with herself in a railroad car, or blowing me in a changing room. Both of us liked that. But so far all these games were only between the two of us.
When I met my GF, she told me that she only had two boyfriends and that she never had sex with them, beside handjobs. She most probably sucked their dicks too and at least showed them her pussy to be licked. But I believe her when she says that she was not still virgin when I met her.
One year later, she confessed that she had had several meetings at the office of a big boss, during office hours. Her own sister had told her it was an easy way to make some bucks. The guy liked girls to show their pussies. He had a prominent role of advisors in the government. I can’t imagine he stopped by admiring nice pussies. Perhaps he didn’t dare to fuck the girls due to the risk of getting caught by making some noise but I easily imagine that he played with the girls, touched them and licked them.
My GF kept meeting this guy for a year or so after we met. This confession generated mixed feeling on my side. I was very surprised on one side but also admirative of her determination and desire. The guy was like 30 yo older that my girlfriend. And I started to fantasize on my yet-to-become, slutty girlfriend showing her pussy.
One year later, she confessed that she had had several meetings at the office of a big boss, during office hours. Her own sister had told her it was an easy way to make some bucks. The guy liked girls to show their pussies. He had a prominent role of advisors in the government. I can’t imagine he stopped by admiring nice pussies. Perhaps he didn’t dare to fuck the girls due to the risk of getting caught by making some noise but I easily imagine that he played with the girls, touched them and licked them.
My GF kept meeting this guy for a year or so after we met. This confession generated mixed feeling on my side. I was very surprised on one side but also admirative of her determination and desire. The guy was like 30 yo older that my girlfriend. And I started to fantasize on my yet-to-become, slutty girlfriend showing her pussy.
A couple of years later, we moved to a foreign country. We got married at that time. My wife was 23 yo and very attractive. A lot of my friends and colleagues were aroused by her shy, yet sexy attitude. I remember that one day, during an evening, when we were watching a movie with a group of colleagues at our place, she walked in front of the video projector, unaware of its ability to reveal most of her anatomy behind her sexy dress. I noticed the reaction of my colleagues. They expressed how lucky I was and how jealous they were.
This picture dates back from that time. A colleague’s wife lend a swimsuit to my wife to enjoy the swimming pool with friends and colleagues. She was very sexy and very desirable.
This picture dates back from that time. A colleague’s wife lend a swimsuit to my wife to enjoy the swimming pool with friends and colleagues. She was very sexy and very desirable.
In order to follow her studies she had to come back to Europe, for one year, while I stayed abroad. We met only every 2 months and the sexual tension between us was higher than ever.
6 month after she left, she told me she had met the older guy from Africa and have even spent one (?) night with him. This was a real surprise for me. I became to realize that she had a true potential to become a hotwife despite being shy and quiet on a standard basis.
6 month after she left, she told me she had met the older guy from Africa and have even spent one (?) night with him. This was a real surprise for me. I became to realize that she had a true potential to become a hotwife despite being shy and quiet on a standard basis.
We started to discover swing life soon after I came back to Belgium. On a trip to Paris, I offered her to share a spa. She was enthusiastic. What I didn’t tell her is that it was a swinger club with sauna, hamam and Jaccuzzi. Not a classical spa. But she would soon discover the particularity of that place…
The rule was that all customers had to wear only a sarong. For her staying naked among others was a first. It triggered curiosity and anxiety at the same time. It is something that is culturally speaking beyond imagination.She dared to walk into the club wearing only this single piece of tissue. On the ground level there was a bar, a cosy salon, a large, oriental jacuzzi with Indian statues and a few showers. Upstairs you could find a sauna, a hamam, additional showers and plenty rooms. A few of them remained open for everybody to see inside but the majority had locking doors.
We walked through both floors to discover the peculiar spirit of the place, then we went back down to the jacuzzi.
It took her a lot of efforts to take off her sarong. A few couples and a bunch of men were staying quiet in the water, with their eyes riveted on the newcomers. She was about to show her body to strangers for the first time in her life…
Of course she had to think twice before the sarong hanging outside. She only had to walk 4 steps before reaching the water, but all eyes were slipping on her naked body. She had to breath deeply to find the courage in herself. I remember that two men were strategically sitting right in front of the stairs to be sure to catch everything from a single glimpse.
She felt deeply ashamed. And intensely aroused by the situation. We sat quietly on a bank in the water, watching the silent crowd.
She felt deeply ashamed. And intensely aroused by the situation. We sat quietly on a bank in the water, watching the silent crowd.
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