I have a history of being used by an adult during my teen years and of having gang banged on the beach with my neighbor when we were fourteen. The gang bang is where I lost my virginity, so did she by the way. Four guys from out of town drinking on the beach at night and we walked past them when we were doing a moonlit walk. We went home with sand in our crotch and cum in our pussy. Luckily neither one of us got pregnant.

I finished my masters degree and went to work for a large public company. I worked with a guy who had a nice wife and two little kids. He was the proverbial big brother. I confessed to him one Saturday when we were getting close done that I had been gang banged. His answer was 'tough shit' and 'shit happens'. Get over it. Then to make me feel better, he told me that his sister was killed in a car accident when she was fourteen. Better gang banged than dead, right?

But when I told him that I had been used by the Priest, it was mostly oral but there was penetrative sex with ejaculation, he got upset about it. He told me he had been used by a Priest when he was a young boy, both oral and penetration sex. We had a deep dark secret together. We talked about it a lot between us, it was our first time coming out with it and talking about it. I heard from him how his Priest had him hold his dick and suck him and I told him how my Priest had me sit on his lap and ride his dick down. I guess it was easier for me, I had a vagina.

When we had sex, because it led to us having sex. The sex was violent, he was so possessive and authoritarian about it. Believe me you know you are owned when you get fucked that way. He owned me and he didn't make any bones about it. He could have branded me and I would have submitted.

It bothered me that he was married. I wasn't ever going to be able to marry him. He owned me out right and I was his, but never to be a wife. He could never tell his wife our secret so he told me and he fucked me and I held onto him. He needed to fuck, and fuck and fuck. It was never enough. I made sure I told him I was his and he could fuck me all he wanted. Better him than the Priest. I guess I was also wanting to clean out my vagina with him, to forget the Priest.

One day many months after our confessional, he told me that he wanted me to come with him, he was taking me to talk with his wife. He told me that I had to listen first, he was telling her about us. I sat and listened to him tell her that he was fucking me. She said she knew that, why had it taken him so long to confess. When she turned to me she asked 'and you like that? being fucked by a married man?' I nodded yes. Well one day, she said, he was going to get tired of me and she was still going to be his wife.

That night I sucked his dick so softly, I made love to his dick, until his dick was so lock and loaded that it had to explode and I did my best not to waste a drop of his precious sperm. After that blowjob I told him I was ready to get pregnant. From now on he fucked to get me pregnant, I was going off all birth control. I was never going to be his wife, but I was going to have his children.

His wife doesn't know about our growing up experience and we won't tell her. We both agree she won't be able to take it. I have his children now, and she has his children, and so she and I are joined for eternity, our children share his DNA. We are each the 'other mother' to his children and we take our responsibilities seriously. We've committed to caring for each other's children as we both care for him. That's our bond between she and me.

I started staying longer at work and taking extra shifts so my hubby spends more time alone with our teen babysitter. I’ve purposely hosted pool parties so he can see her in two pieces, I’ve seen him try to conceal his hard ons for her around me. She flirts with him and I love it. He drives her home every night at 1am and as soon as they leave I’m furiously rubbing my pussy because I know they’re fucking. He’s tasting her tight teen pussy, he’s getting hard for her, she’s getting manhandled and groomed and manipulated and used for her perfect little body by my grown husband who’s willing to risk it all for that tight forbidden pussy. I found a cum stain in his back seat and as soon as he’s home I suck her sweet juices off of him, I always tell him how good he tastes that night. He never says a word but he always cums fast. Probably because he’s thinking he’s getting away with it and I’m the dumb wife who doesn’t suspect a thing. God I hope he always cums in her. I bet shes so tight. I love this it’s like she’s my own little sex toy and doesn’t even know. She doesn’t know how hard I get fucked if I bring her up in bed. She doesn’t know how hard I cum thinking about my husband using her, or how humiliated and wet I get when I hand money to the whore secretly milking my husbands fat cock, she doesn’t know how bad I want him to fuck her in our marital bed, maybe they already have. She doesn’t know how much she turns me on and she doesn’t even realize my husband is breaking the law just because of her little body and stupid nature. God it’s so hot to me that this is happening.

I met him when I was waitressing at PF Chang's. He asked me what was it was worth to me to live the life of a housewife. He put a quarter on the table and asked me to guess heads or tails. I got nervous but he asked me to consider a house on a cul de sac, a dog and some little kids playing in the yard. I said I had to go, my boss was watching.

He left me his name and number and told me to think about it, housewife for life in a cul de sac house, or a waitress life. I called him a week later. He picked me up after work and took me to a house on a cul de sac. He showed me around and said it could be mine, but I had to agree for a household of children.

What do you have to lose? And I agreed, got married and moved into the house and became a housewife. Five year anniversary I had four children, the two youngest fraternal twins. The dog's name is Max. He never raised his voice or his hand. We went on summer vacation, and spent time with his parents. The shoe never dropped.

He has never told me why,

My wife and I have been married for 5 years, and we have fucked nearly every day of our marriage. We are toxic for each other, but the sex is so great, it’s hard to leave. We usually start each time with some foreplay. I’ll start by sucking on her nipples, gently biting them until they get hard in my mouth. When I run my hand down her belly to feel her pussy, she is already so wet, my finger slides easily between her shaved lips, over her clitoris and into her vagina. Still sucking her nipples, I bring two fingers inside of her, pressing my fingertips forward into her g-spot. I love the way she arches her back, moaning into my ear as she presses harder onto my fingers. I use my other hand to playfully tug on her long hair, before I grab a handful and pull her head aside, exposing her neck to my mouth. I go in for a vampire’s kiss, but instead start working on a hickey, more forcefully grinding the pads of my fingers inside her. At this point, she’s usually started to squirt a bit. I can feel her juices running down my hand, flowing over my knuckles that help spread her tight pussy open. She’s working her whole lower abdomen on my hand now. I can feel her vaginal walls quivering rapidly, tightening around my two fingers buried deep inside her. My middle and ring fingers press quickly together against her g-spot, and I let go of her neck to see a deep red welt where my mark will show later. I focus on pushing harder into her pussy, nearly lifting her hips off the bed as she begins bucking rhythmically against the pressure. I look into her eyes and watch them widen, before slowly rolling backwards. Her lips part gently, then open wide, and I feel the orgasm erupt inside of her. As she lets out a low, loud moan, her warm cum gushes out in waves, soaking the towel we always have to set down for just this moment. I keep my fingers pushed tightly into her, no longer moving, but applying constant pressure to a single spot towards her belly button. After a few moments, she begins to relax just slightly, and I am able to move my fingers again. I slowly pull out, and bring my fingers to her still open mouth. I tease her by dodging her lips, until she sticks her tongue out, and I run my milky fingertips along her outstretched tongue and into her mouth. I’ve never known a woman who liked her own taste, but she sucks her own cum clean off my fingers. I’m usually hard as a petrified tree by now, so she bends over and throws her ass into the air, presenting her sex to me like a dog in heat. By the time I’m sliding up behind her, she’s nearly grabbing at my cock to guide it between her labia. All it takes is one quick motion of rubbing the tip of my cock down to her clitoris and back, and I’m sliding easily inside her, feeling the warmth of her body envelope my loins, beckoning me for a child. She won’t ever have kids, due to a medical accident, so we never worry about birth control. After I pound her from behind for what feels like an entire episode of Unsolved Mysteries, I finally release my body and fill her with my seed. She fucking loves that, and cums again, feeling my warm semen jet inside her. When she squirts again, my cum streams out of her with all the fluids she releases. I pull out and watch my creampie ooze down her thighs. Sometimes we go again after a short break. Sometimes we nap with the TV starting another episode. Sometimes we start arguing about chores around the house, and piss each other off, and I sleep on the sofa watching porn.

We’re really not compatible emotionally, but fuck it. We both love fucking each other.

I was in the military. My roommate and I would hold each other's feet to do sit-ups every night. as time went on he would come out of the shower and have me hold his feet. O would stare at his cock under his towel and it would eventually fall off. One night after he was done and I was doing my sit-ups I felt his hand on my inner thigh. Se said he notice me staring at is cock and wondered if I wanted to suck him. I told him no. As time went on his towel seemed to fall off earlier and earlier. The he asked again if I wanted to suck him, that he was very horny and needed a good blowjob. It was either me or one of the dirty whores in town. He said he would pay me.

He paid me $20 that night to suck his cock. I took his semi-hard cock in my mouth and when he said he was cumming I pulled out and he cam on his belly. I was enthralled by how much cum he produced. The next night as he was finishing his sit-ups he said he needed a good blowjob. I thought he would pay me but there was no money involved that night. It became our routine. I would do my sit-ups, then he would do them and tell me he needed a blowjob. He never offered to suck me though. After a few weeks of this I got used to sucking him. Then one night i was sucking him and after I got him hard he said to stop. He said he wanted to fuck me. I wasn't too sure about this but as he bent me over my bunk and put his cock in my ass I quickly realized that this what I had been missing. After he came in me we talked about it. He said he wasn't gay but really enjoyed fucking me.

As the year went on he fucked me at least four times a week after our sit-ups. He went on to be a programmer and I went on to marry another man who takes good care of me. He's a CPA and makes a lot of money. I guess I'm sort of the woman in this relationship and he fucks me in the ass whenever he wants. I also suck his cock several times a week. Lately he has been talking about adopting a son. I guess I'm okay with it. But all I know is I suck his cock and he either fills my mouth or my ass with his cum. I guess I really am the wife in this marriage. I love him dearly and will continue to suck him or let him fuck me as long as we both live.

I didn't know what a piece of shit my husband was until after we were married. He was sweet and always had my needs in mind. At least that's what I thought. My mom said to avoid him but what did she know? He is a big man, having wrestled in the heavyweight division in college and we met at a party. We only fucked a few times and it was always to please me. He has a big cock and I really liked that. He never did anything to make me feel uncomfortable. Then we had the wedding.

He got drunk at the reception. I had a couple glasses of wine but I felt okay. We went to our motel on our wedding night and as soon as we settled in a little and showered it was time for our honeymoon fuck. I laid on the bed and he mounted me in a 69. I had never sucked a cock and really didn't want to. He kept shoving it in my mouth and said he expected me to pleasure him. I was a little scared so I opened my mouth and took him in. I hated it. My mom made it a point to raise me that missionary fucking was the only acceptable position so when he shoved that cock in my mouth I was a little repulsed. But since it was our wedding night and he was a little drunk and bossy I played along. He was licking my pussy and getting me pretty turned on when I felt a finger enter my asshole. I shrieked and begged him to pull it out. He said to shut up and keep sucking because I was his bitch now and would do what he said. I was really scared now but when he started to cum in my mouth I started to gag and try to wiggle out. He finally got off of me after he started to get soft. He didn't apologize but said that I was a good little cunt and he was the only man who could love a cold fucking fish like me. I was humiliated. He wasn't done though. He laid down and ordered me to suck him again. I was crying and begging to tell me why he was like this. He said to shut the fuck up and start sucking. I was scared not to so I bent over and took his cock back into my mouth. I still had the nasty taste of his cum in my mouth. He got hard pretty fast and said to get on all fours on the carpet.

I rolled off of him and crawled off the bed. I was openly crying and begging him to just go to sleep. He wasn't gently when he shoved his big cock inside me. After a couple of minutes it finally got pleasurable. I thought maybe this was a one time thing with him ordering me around, after all he had been very gentle while we were dating. I put my head to the floor and started to enjoy it. Then I felt his finger back on my asshole. He circled it a few times and then shoved it in. I yelled. He slapped my ass hard and said to shut up or it would really hurt. I got scared again. After another minute of him fucking me he pulled his cock out of my pussy and I felt it at my asshole. I begged him not to but he wasn't listening. He slowly worked his cock in and I was in tears the whole time. It hurt worse than I could have imagined. He was finally in all the way and I was begging him to stop. Then he pushed me onto my belly. The whole time he kept his cock in my ass. Then I felt him start to fuck me like that. The pain never went away as he fucked me for about 10 minutes. Then he announced he was going to cum in my ass. I didn't say anything. I just laid there crying. Finally I could feel him cumming. He kept his cock inside my ass until he started to get soft before he pulled it out.

He said I could get up and go to bed now. He was done with me for the night. Again I figured it was because he was drunk and a one time thing. He laid on the bed until I had come out of the bathroom and made me clean him up with a towel. Then he had me hand him his phone. He punched in a number and I heard his side of the conversation. "Hey buddy, you owe me a hundred." There was a pause and he said "Fuck yes. She swallowed it all." Another pause. "Oh yeah, her asshole was tighter than Debbie's. She screamed the whole fucking time, but in the end she took it like a real fucking whore." I couldn't believe what just happened.

Over the next couple of months he made me suck him, get fucked in the ass and he even bound me a few times and abused me. I finally left him before our first anniversary. That was three years ago and I'm involved with a wonderful man, but oddly enough he's just not exciting enough for me. He never puts anything in my ass and even frowns on me sucking his cock. I find it harder and harder to have an orgasm unless I have something in both holes. At least my first husband had a dick big enough to satisfy me. I don't know how much longer I can go without a man-sized cock to abuse me. Fuck.

I really loved it when he caressed my tits. He was gentle yet strong. He had a way of massaging my nipples that made my juices start to flow. We hadn't fucked yet when after a year he finally asked me to marry him. I said yes of course. We organized a special small wedding and drove a couple hours to a motel for our wedding night. I had rubbed his cock a number of times but that was about it. He suggested we shower first so we stripped and got into the shower.

My wedding night started my nightmare. He had a big enough cock and I thought he really cared about me. When we were to fuck for the first time he got a little rough with my tits as he was pounding me. I came that night for the first time and felt his cum as he filled me up. After he fucked me he straddled my chest and put his cock up to my lips. I reluctantly let him mouth fuck me but didn't let him cum in my mouth. I thought that was about the nastiest thing I ever heard about. As he pulled his cock out of my mouth he came on my face. When he was spent he got off of me and threw me a towel. "Fuck babe" he said. "You're gonna make a good one."

I let that comment go and I sort of got used to his roughness as we fucked and after a couple months and settling into a routine one night he said he invited a friend to dinner and asked me to make something special. I made a nice meal and served a vintage white wine. His friend was Art. He was a nice fellow and seemed to enjoy my cooking. After dinner we all went into the living room and had a few beers. My husband Ben was getting a little drunk but I thought that was alright. I had a couple beers and was a little tipsy but knew what was happening. Then Ben came over to me and straddled me and started to kiss me. I thought this was a little strange as his friend Kevin was still there. Then Ben started to unbutton my blouse. I tried to push him away but he was extremely strong. He finally ripped the bottom two buttons off as he exposed my bra. Then he pushed my bra up over my tits and started to squeeze them.

I started to get pissed. "What the fuck are you doing?" I demanded. "Shut up cunt" he said and proceeded to maul my tits. Then he said, "I told Art you give the best blowjob in town and that he could see for himself." He nodded to Art and Art got up and stood next to us. "Now, you're gonna suck his cock and take all that he has to give you" Ben said to me. "I don't think so" I said. Then he slapped me for the first time. I couldn't believe he could be this mean after he had been so nice. He turned to Art and said "Go ahead buddy, show her your cock. She'll love it." He took his pants and shorts off as Ben sat on my lap and turned my head toward Art. "Now cunt, you're gonna suck his cock as to not embarrass me or you'll regret it." I really didn't want to but he had me pinned down and now had his hands on my face turning me toward Art's cock. It wasn't as bit as Ben's and I really didn't want to do it but I couldn't fight him off.

Art moved in and put his half-hard cock up to my lips and Ben told me to open my fucking mouth. I was scared now. I slowly opened my lips a little and Art shoved his cock in. He fucked my mouth for a couple minutes and then tensed up. He started cumming. That was actually the first time anybody had cum in my mouth. He held his cock there until I had swallowed every bit of it. I hated it.. I was crying by the time he was finished and pulled his cock out. I was humiliated and scared shitless. I was trapped and didn't know what to do so I froze in place. Then Ben said "That was so fucking hot I can't wait until we do it again." Then he stood up and ordered me to suck his cock. I was too scared not to. I always pulled off before he came but this time he held my head as he filled my mouth with his cum.

Art finally left and Ben made me suck his cock again and swallow his jizz. For the next two weeks he made me suck his cock every night. Sometimes it was twice a night and slowly I got used to the taste.

That was four years ago. We're still married and slowly he made me his whore and I now suck or fuck one of his friends three or four times a week. I've grown used to the taste of their cum and have no problem deep-throating any cock he puts in front of me. I quit my job two years ago and make up for it with the money he gets from his friends fucking me. He has truly made me his whore and has become my husband-pimp. I am addicted to cock, whether it be Ben's big cock or any other cock he puts in front of me. He has said that soon he will quit his job also and have me suck and fuck to make enough money for the both of us.

Actually I am looking forward to it.