Becoming A Slut Wife - Mavis

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Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Cheating, Gang Bang, Slow, .

Desc: Sex Story: It started out as role playing.



Mavis and I had been married over ten years and while we loved each other our marriage had become stale, at least in the sex department. We still made love, but it was routine - twice a week, usually on Tuesday and Friday, and only rarely more than one time. I did always manage to get her to cum, but somehow or other the spark had gone out. One day Mavis said to me:

"What's the matter baby, don't you find me attractive anymore?" and I assured her that I did.

"Then why aren't we making love more often?" I told her that I didn't know and she told me about an article that she'd read in Cosmopolitan or one of those magazines that told how to rekindle sexual desire in a marriage.

"Would you be interested in trying something like that."

I told her that I would. We spent the next four months trying out different things and it did put more spice in our marriage, but it wasn't until we started role playing that things got really hot.

We had been role playing for about a month and it had been a real turn on. One day, just about quitting time I got a phone call from Mavis. As soon as she was sure she had me on the phone she said, "Police Department? This is Mavis Jones at 1234 Smith Road and I've just been robbed and raped. Can you send an officer to investigate?" I smiled and said, "I'll send some one right away." When I got home I rang the doorbell and Mavis answered it in her black negligée. "

Mrs. Jones? I'm Officer Bill here to investigate the robbery, and did I hear my sergeant right, a rape?"

"Yes. When I couldn't give him any money he got angry and he pushed me down and then he... he... he forced me to... to... to... Oh it was just so horrible."

"Well Mrs. Jones I know that this will be hard on you, but if we are going to catch this guy I'm going to have to ask you some questions. I know it may sound like I'm prying into some personal things but every little scrap of information that I can get will help us. Please tell me in your own words what happened. Start at the beginning and tell me everything."

"I came home from work and I had stopped at the store. As I was putting the groceries away I heard a noise from the bedroom and I went to look and I found a man going through my things. I was shocked and I screamed and turned to run, but he caught me in the hallway. He said Where's your money bitch and I told him that I didn't have any, that I'd just spent all I had at the store and that I wouldn't have any more until my next pay day. He got angry and said Don't you lie to me you fucking slut. I know you got money and I want it. I told him again that I didn't and that he could look in my purse in the kitchen. He drug me out there with him and dumped my purse on the floor and when I didn't have any money he grabbed my arm so hard that it hurt and then he drug me into the bedroom. I'm not leaving empty handed he said and then he pulled his thing out and told me to take it in my mouth. I turned my head away, but he wrapped his hand in my hair and twisted and I screamed. As soon as my mouth opened up he stuck his thing in there and then he held my head with both hands and he used me."

"Excuse me Mrs. Jones, but what do you mean when you say he used you?"

"You know, like if it was my husband and he was making love to me down there, you know?"

"No I don't know Mrs. Jones. We are both grown ups here and this will go a whole lot faster if we skip the cute euphemisms and just use everyday language. The longer it takes us to do this the farther away the man who did this gets."

"He... he... he was fucking my face with his cock. He held me by my ears and forced his cock as deep in my throat as he could get it. It was a pretty big cock and I was afraid that he would choke me to death if I didn't at least try to accommodate him. I relaxed my throat and started breathing through my nose and just tried to be calm until he would let me go. He fucked my mouth for about two minutes and then he said here it comes bitch and I felt his seed hit the back of my throat. He had a lot of cum in him and I was trying to swallow it all to keep from choking and the movements I made doing that seemed to excite him. He kept pumping until he was dry but he never went down. He pulled out of my mouth and said, "not bad bitch." I could tell you liked it and guess what, he likes you and he put my hand on his hard dick. Stroke it you fucking cunt. Keep him happy while I strip your clothes off. He ripped my clothes off and then he drug me into the bedroom and pushed me face down on the bed and then he pushed my legs apart and put his cock against my pussy and pushed. There was no foreplay or anything to help me get lubed and all I could do was lie there as he pushed that huge cock into me.

" He fucked me for what seemed like hours and as my body got used to him I got some moisture down there and he began to slide in deeper and then I could feel his balls slapping my ass and I knew he was all the way in. He fucked me for several more minutes and then I felt him explode in me as he shot me full of his cum. He pulled out of me and flipped me over and then he straddled my head. I knew what he wanted and I didn't want him to hurt me again so I sucked his cock until he was hard again and then he fucked me again. This time he fucked me for a good ten minutes and when he came for the third time I thought for sure he was through, but he flipped me over again and held me down with one strong hand while he tried to shove the big beauti, I mean that big huge cock in my ass. It hurt real bad going in, but after five or so minutes it really didn't hurt at all. He fucked my ass for at least ten minutes and I was screaming at him to fuck me ha... I mean more gently because he was hurting me and then he came for the forth time and emptied himself in my ass. He pushed me forward on the bed and I laid there for a minute or two and when I looked around he was gone."

"Would you recognize him if you saw him again."

"Only if I got a look at the nice bi... I mean that nasty cock of his. He had on a mask and gloves and all I saw was that monster cock. I can tell you he was white but that's all."

"Mrs. Jones, I detect from some of the things you are saying here that you might have become an active participant in the later stages of the rape. Is that so?"

She started crying and I moved to comfort her.

"There, there Mrs. Jones. I don't mean that the way it sounds, but you have to be very careful in giving testimony that you don't give this scum bags attorney any thing to work with. I know and you know that you enjoyed most of it, but it was still forced upon you and that is the definition of rape - sex gotten by the use of force."

She was crying harder now and I pulled her to me and tried to comfort her. Suddenly I felt her hands on my cock and she stopped crying and looked up at me.

"Why Officer Bob, I do believe that taking my report has caused you to be come excited. I can't send you back to the station like that, it just wouldn't be professional and then she had my cock out and was sucking me and to hell with the role playing and I pushed her on her back and fucked her as hard as I ever had. I came hard in her and I held myself in her as my dick went soft and she looked up at me and said, "It turned you on, it really turned you on to think another man had just fucked me, didn't it?" What could I say? The thought of Mavis spread out on a bed with a strangers cock sliding into her hot pussy had made my cock extremely hard then and it was doing it again now. Mavis looked up at me in amazement as I grew back to life in her and slowly started fucking her again.

The next day when I came home Mavis was waiting for me in the kitchen. She was sitting at the table sipping a vodka martini and when she got up I saw she was wearing heels and hose. She handed me a drink and said, "Better take big sip because you're going to need it." She caught my questioning glance and said, "I've done a bad thing. I didn't want to do it, but I had no choice. The TV repairman just left. You didn't leave me any money or the checkbook. When he gave me the bill I couldn't pay it and he threatened to call the cops on me and have me charged with theft of services. I begged him not to call the cops and he finally told me that if I would do something for him he wouldn't call the cops and he would tear up the bill."

"What did he want?"

"He wanted to see me naked except for high heels and hose, and he wanted a blow job.

"What did you do?"

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