Hi all,

As suggested, I thought I would post the first part of my story here.

There are several parts to my journey. The first couple do involve incest and bestiality, which
really was part of my journey.

These events happened several years ago and time tends to dull the memory. The nucleus of my journey
is true. I've embellished some parts and filled in the blanks on other parts.

Hope you enjoy

Any constructive comments or criticisms are most welcome
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The following story is 100% true. I've obviously changed the names of the people and I'm certainly not
a writer, so, please forgive the typos and/or mistakes. If you like what I've written... great, if you don't, that's cool.

I'm fairly short, about 5' 2" and proud of my (100% natural) 34 EE breasts. I have large nipples and when they are
hard, they stick out about one inch. I do carry a couple of extra pounds, so I guess you would describe me as a little
chubby. I should also mention that I've always shaved my pussy.

I finally got out of a terrible marriage a few years ago and managed to kick him out and keep the family home.

At that time I was living in my house with Matt, my 18-year-old son. Sex with my ex-husband was terrible. He would fuck me once
every couple of months and it usually lasted a couple of minutes, which really pissed me off.

I didn't miss him at all, but I seemed to be horny all the time. After being stuck in a really bad relationship for 20 years,
I wanted to explore my sexuality and get some experience. I ordered a couple of big rubber dildo online and they became
my best friends. I used then to fuck myself almost all the time.... In the arse or pussy or both at the same time.

Sometimes I would slip one into my pussy, put my underwear on and go work. I could almost last the whole day, before
I had to go to the bathroom and get myself off.

Matt and I have a really good relationship and it was a lot more comfortable after my ex-husband had left.

After a couple of months, I got very comfortable walking around in a "sheer" night dress. Sometimes I wouldn't wear
any underwear, just to see my son's reaction. I started to realise that I craved the attention and was always looking for
the bulge in his pants. He made it very obvious that he liked what he saw.

I made a point of not using the shower in my room, but rather, I used the same shower/bathroom as my son. He did
ask me why I was using "his" bathroom, so I just told him that the shower (in my bathroom) wasn't working properly.

I would always try and time it so that we bumped into each other. Sometimes I would deliberately walk to
the bathroom naked. If he was in there or walking out, I would "act" really embarrassed and start apologising. The first
couple of times that it happened, I would try and cover up and run back to my room. It seems funny looking back,
but he didn't notice that as I was going back to my room, I was pinching my nipples and I had one finger in my pussy.

I did notice that he couldn't take his eyes off my tits and that made me giddy with excitement.

On one occasion, I was running (very slowly) back to my room and I heard him laughing and say, mom your tits are
fantastic, you really shouldn't cover them up. I stop and turned around and he realised that I was playing with my nipples.

I kept pushing the boundaries and after a while, I didn't cover up or run back to my room. We would pass each other
in the hallway and as Matt was walking towards me, his eyes were "glued" to my tits and pussy.

The next time he came out of the bathroom, he was naked....
I honestly hadn't seen Matt completely naked for quite a few years. His cock was semi hard and it was huge!

My ex's cock was about 7 inches which I thought that was about average, but my son's cock was easily
10 or 11 inches long and about as thick as my arm.

I'm obsessed with huge cocks. I just couldn't take my eyes off it.... and I didn't try to hide the fact.

From that time on, I didn't cover up anymore. If I got changed in my room, I left the door open. I would quite
often go into the kitchen naked, just to get a drink and hoped that he would see me, which he often did.

The sexual tension between us was electric and I loved that feeling.

One night it was quite hot and I was feeling very horny as usual. I walked out of my bedroom (naked) and asked
him if he minded if I didn't put any clothes on.

He seemed a little nervous, so I mentioned that my nipples were really sensitive and the top that I was going to
wear would rub against them.... which was true.

He just shrugged his shoulders and said, "whatever mom, if you don't want to wear clothes, that fine with me".

We ate dinner that night and everything seemed normal, except that I was naked and finger fucking my pussy under
the table. He helped me with the washing up and I really enjoyed parading around naked in front of Matt.

After dinner, we sat down to watch some TV. I was still naked, but I had my legs "pulled" up in front of me. I was
opening and closing my legs slowly so that they rubbed against my nipples.

Matt got up and went to his room to get something.

By now, my nipples were rock hard and sticking straight out. My pussy juices were pouring out and making a huge wet
spot on the chair. I was so horny, I was going crazy.... so while he was out of the room, I quickly slid a few fingers into
my pussy to make myself cum. I heard him coming back in the room, so I stopped. I didn't get to make myself cum
in time, but I was so turned on, I was shaking.

I kept rubbing my legs up against my nipples, hoping that it would be enough to make me cum.

The next time Matt got up to get a drink, he stopped and stood directly in front of me.

Do you want a drink, mom?

I let my legs "fall" apart, "sure, that would be nice".

Over the next two hours this happened several times and each time he would stand directly in front of me and stare
at my pussy.

I really enjoyed what he was doing, so I casually asked him if he would prefer that I didn't wear clothes in the
house anymore.

As usual, he just shrugged his shoulders and said..... "what ever"

I jumped off the chair and stood "toe to toe" with him. I took on a slightly stern tone of voice and said,
Well, that's not really an answer, is it. How about you be 100% honest and "TELL" me what you would prefer, I said.
How about from now on, you're naked all the time.
I sat back down on the chair and spread my legs.... Ok, I'll do that from now on.... is that all you want?
Ok, from now on keep your legs apart, so I can see your cunt.
I smiled at him....Oh, so you like looking at your mother's pussy?
Matt smiled, pointed to my pussy, "Pussy?.... mom, it's called a cunt and yours really is beautiful. I love looking at it".
Well, I'm happy to be naked all the time and keep my cunt on "show" for you.... is there anything else?
Yeah, from now on, if you're going to fuck yourself with your dildo, leave your door open.
I feigned embarrassment, "I didn't realise that you knew I was doing that".

I explained to him that I masturbated a lot and I never knew when the urge was going to hit me.
Fine, he said.... if you feel the need, get your dildo and fuck yourself where ever you happen to be.
I really need to get fucked right now.... do you want to watch?
Maybe, maybe not.... I'm not really in the mood at the moment.
What is that supposed to mean?
Well, I'm going to play a video game in my room and jerk off.

I did go and get my biggest dildo and I fucked myself in the lounge room, but he didn't come back out of his room.

From then on the dynamic between us changed completely.

Another time I walked into his room (naked as usual) and we were just talking. He was getting changed and it
was really funny because I'd never noticed that he had a small tattoo on his inner thigh and a nipple ring.

I mentioned that it looked really cool!

I knelt down in front of his cock and told him I wanted to see his tattoo. He stood still, but his cock was only about
2 inches from my face. I inspected it for quite a while and then asked him where he had it and the nipple ring done.

He seemed really proud of the fact that he'd done them himself. He explained that he had the gun to do the nipple ring
and had borrowed it from a friend of his. It was funny because both of us were naked. His cock was rock hard and my
nipples were sticking straight out, but it didn't seem to bother him. I (on the other hand) was crazy horny!

I asked him to show me the gun, so he pulled out a small wooden box. Inside was the gun, some surgical solution and
a variety of rings. I picked up a couple of the larger barbells and commented that I really liked these.

He didn't miss the opportunity…. These would look fantastic on you, mom.
How could I resist such an offer? …. Would you put them in for me, please?
Sure, just sit on my desk and I'll use the alcohol to prepare your nipples.
I sat on his desk and made sure to spread my legs….. This is really exciting, I said.
He put some of the alcohol on a bit of cloth and proceeded to clean my nipples. By this point, I was going crazy.
He then got the first barbells and licked it. When I asked him why he did that, he said It's easier with a bit of lubrication.
I grabbed his hand (that had the barbell in it) and rubbed it against my pussy.
Cunt juice would be better, wouldn't it?
By this time his cock was leaking a LOT of pre-cum all over my legs. He just mumbled something and began to fit the rings.
After he'd finished, I stuck my chest out and said, well what do you think?

They look fan-fucking-tastic.

I pulled on my new barbells and it sent a shiver straight to my cunt.

I asked him about the tattoo. He explained that it was an outline that his friend did for him and the ink
only lasted a couple of months, so "technically" it wasn't a permanent tattoo.

I asked him if he would do a couple for me.
I guess so, what did you have in mind.
I pointed to my tits and said, I want the words "built to fuck" and (pointing to just above my cunt) I want the word
"slut" right here.
He started to (kind of) laugh, but he started cumming all over my tits and torso. I was a little surprised at first, but then
I just said…. Hmm, that's really nice, I enjoyed that and I started rubbing his cum all over my pussy and I came really hard.

The next time I walked into the bathroom (naked of course), he was just stepping out of the shower. I just carried
on as though everything was normal. I kept talking to him about mundane stuff, but I noticed that after he hung
his towel up and turned around, that his cock was rock hard.

To this day I don't know why I did it, but I asked him if he could do me a favour. He (of course) said yes. As I was
standing there (in front of him) I was pinching my nipples…I was really in the zone now.
I asked him if he would mind shaving my cunt, as I never seem to able to get all the "little" hairs.

He jumped at the chance and enthusiastically said yes!

I was that horny, I was (genuinely) panting. I had NEVER been that turned on in my life.
I sat up on the vanity and spread my legs as wide as I could.
I looked him in the eyes and said, "will you shave my cunt please?"
We both looked down at my pussy and started to laugh… my pussy juices were pouring out and making a puddle on
the vanity and dripping onto the floor.
He kept looking at my pussy and then began to slide his finger in and out…. I groaned loudly.
Is this what you really want mom ?
No, It's not…. You know what my cunt wants…. Now please fuck it, right now!
He pulled his finger out and slid his whole cock into me… I groaned really loudly and said, now fuck me!

We ended up fucking for most of the day and every chance we got. It didn't take long for my pussy to stretch, so I
could take his whole cock.

I TOLD him to just fuck me whenever he wanted to..... don't ask me, just take me as often as he wanted to.

From then on he became quite controlling…. He instructed me to only wear short dresses and never to wear underwear.
Once he had cum in me, I wasn't allowed to clean up the mess, but just let his cum run down my legs and drip onto
the floor. Trouble was he came is huge quantities, that I quite often had to stand with legs apart, just to let all of
cum run out of my pussy.

Sometimes I would be making dinner and he would walk up behind me, bend me over and fuck me 'till he came and
then pull his cock out and go off to his room. Those times were the best…. He treated me like the slut that I am.

I reminded him that I was (still) serious about the tattoo. He looked a little concerned, so I asked him what the
problem was.

He pointed out the obvious…. His friend would see my cunt and tits.
I laughed and said, I don't see a problem, he's going to be putting a tattoo on my cunt that says "slut".
You're going to be there when he does it, aren't you.
Sure I am, but he's not a professional tattoo artist, what happens if he gets horny?
Well, first up… would you prefer that I was completely naked?
Sure…. That would be really cool.
Well, he knows that I'm your mother, he knows that you're fucking me and he knows that I'm a slut.
What do YOU want me to do?
He looked straight into my eyes…. Keep your legs apart and let him fuck you.
Hmmm…. Yummy…. Is he the only one, after all... this body was built to fuck.
Nope, I have a couple of friends that I've already talked to and they will start calling around whenever they feel like it.
As long as I get fucked regularly, then that's what will happen.
He was so turned on, he just pushed me to my knees and I sucked his cock until he came in my mouth….. Yum!
As he was walking away, he told me that from now on I wasn't allowed to shave my pussy hair, one of his friends
had to do it.

After the first month (which was pretty frantic) we settled into some sort of routine. Sometimes I was watching TV
and one of his friends would walk in…. As soon as I saw a cock, I immediately spread my legs and I was always wet.

I was getting fucked about 3 times a day and on weekends there would be a few more..... That was the best.

I learned to LOVE the feeling of having a cunt or arse full of cum.

I clearly remember one time my son walked in and started having a conversation with his friend. I was on my knees
sucking his friend's cock at the time. After he came in my mouth, I jumped up onto the kitchen bench. I spread my
legs (as instructed) and just listened to what they were talking about.

The two of them had been invited to a buck's party, which happened to fall on the same night as Halloween.
There was going to be about 20 guys there and my son had been given the task of finding the "entertainment". He and
his friend didn't know any of the other guys, but he really wanted to make a good impression.

My son had the idea for a couple of Vampire costumes for him and his friend,
But where am I going to get a hooker and how much do they cost, he said to no one in particular.
I don't think that we're going to get a hooker that will wear a costume.
How about a slut that will dress up in an animal costume, I said.
They both looked at me strangely and started to laugh.
I had been trawling the Internet for porn and stumbled onto a site catering for fetishes. I told them to follow me.

We went into the lounge room, where I had my computer. I didn't sit down, instead, I bent over and spread my legs.

Both of the boys were looking over my shoulders and hadn't really noticed exactly how I was positioned. I opened
the browser and went to the website, that had the costumes. I brought up a picture of a girl wearing a costume
that looked like a cow.

Both of the boys started laughing.... but I could feel my son's finger working its way into my arse.

I pointed out that (except for a few alterations) the costume really did look like a cow. It was a full body suit, covered
in black and white patches.... like a Jersey cow.

It had a "proper" cow head, with holes for your eyes and mouth. The front had two large cut outs for your tits to
fit through and another (large) cut out where the crutch area was.

Matt was really turned on by what I was showing him and I felt his cock slide into my arse. He started fucking me,
but continued to be interested in what I was showing him.

I want to be the "cow" slut, I said and you can lead me into the party on "all fours" and they can all fuck me.
I'll stay on my hands and knees all night and when someone feels like it, they can pick any hole they like and fuck it.

My son came in my arse and pulled his cock out.
They both started laughing at me.... probably because they didn't really know what to say.

I stood up and looked at them both and said.....
I really want to do this, you know I need a lot of cocks and I want to be the absolute best and dirtiest slut I can be.

They finally agreed and I ordered the costume.

End of part one

 

The title should be: Journey to becoming a slut wife - part 1
But, I can't figure out how to correct my mistake.

 

I think you are stuck with the title, although you could repost it, and wouldn't slut mom be more accurate?
the story is good
it could use a few more details and some more elaboration
a little grammar tweaking as well.

 

Hi there and thanks for the reply.

A couple of things that should be mentioned.

I started out being a slut mother and a couple of years later, became a slut wife. That's why I was referring to it as a journey.

I really AM a total novice at doing this.

I wasn't trying come across as being a literary power house, just trying to tell the story of my journey.

You said, "It could use a few more details and some more elaboration"

I'm a bit lost... could you be more specific?

Or maybe help me with some of the stuff that needs improving?

Thanks for your input.

 

Sure...
You want me to tear it apart here or would you rather I do it in a PM?
and for the record.... Ellipses (...) should be used sparingly. You have a good story just needs more meat.

 

Sounds great!
I'm more than happy for you to tear it apart.
I think it would be fantastic to read what I've done, as written by someone else.

 

I think sending it to me, via a PM would be the best solution for now.....

 

Right I'll send a PM

 

Did that work?

 

I'm re-writing some of it now.
I think some of your ideas are great.... one thing I won't do is berate my ex-husband, at least not in public. So I'm not going to get into an explanation, as to why we split up..... honestly, he was/is a fuckwit!

 

you can generalize and not be specific and unless your naming names your not going to end up in a defamation lawsuit. Clearly you know the people but most people won't know him if you just refer to him as your ex.

 

I love this story. I can't wait

 

i love read incentive love story.