Story Time With Slut ProblemsThe following story is a submission…

Story Time With Slut Problems

The following story is a submission from anonymous:


(Sadly, this is not real.)

My birthday is today! My husband, Rich, and I were invited over to John and Amy’s house for a small party to celebrate my 28th birthday. I love spending time with them, and John is so incredibly sexy. Even though he is almost 20 years older than me, I can’t help but to drool every time we are together. Lately I haven’t been able to stop my inner slut from coming out. I’ve been cheating on Rich with almost every man I’ve met for the last year. My only wish for my birthday is to just kiss John tonight. I don’t think he likes me in that way, though.

When Rich and I arrive, we are greeted with hugs as always. I swear it seemed like Johns hands lingered on me a little longer than normal, but I’m sure it’s just my wishful thinking. After getting drinks, the four of us head to the couch with me purposefully sitting next to my crush. Hours pass, with more and more alcohol being poured. I start to feel woozy, and I’m not quite sure when Rich and Amy closed their eyes. John doesn’t seem to be affected at all. His arm wraps around my waist, and he leans over to me. “Kristine, I have something to show you downstairs.” All I can do is nod and I grip onto him tightly as he helps me up and leads me to his basement. Slowly I walk down the stairs holding onto him for dear life. I feel so dizzy, and find relief when he sets me back down onto one of the old couches.

He sits next to me and pulls out his phone. “Kristine, I need you to see something.” He turns it on and shows me pictures of me with an older man. He swipes through them all. Pictures of me kissing this man, sucking the mans cock, the mans hands wrapped around my throat as the two of us fuck. I feel myself sober up quickly, but I still can’t seem to speak. “Kristine, this man is my age,” he takes a deep breath, “I really should tell your husband.”

“No no no no, please.” The words suddenly pour out of me, but they stop just as quickly. I feel a sense of panic, pleading him with my eyes not to tell Rich.

“I won’t tell him on one condition.” I nod quickly, willing to do anything. He stands up in front of me and pulls me off the couch and onto my knees in front of him. “Stay there.” He turns around, grabs a ring gag, puts it into my mouth and straps it to my head. With one swift motion, he pulls down his pants and boxers and stuffs his cock into my wide open mouth. I understand what he wants from me, and begins sucking the best I can. His cock is huge, though. Easily 11 inches and thick, which is the biggest cock I’ve ever sucked on. His fingers get tangled in my hair and start forcing my head down more and more. I try to take the entire thing, but I can’t stop myself from choking. He pulls out for a brief moment, allowing me to stop coughing, before shoving balls deep into my throat again. He brutally fucks my throat like this, and I do my best to take it. Soon he begins to groan and I feel his warm cum go down my throat.

I start to back up to allow his cock to slide out, but his hand grips harder on my head and forces his cock back down. I panic, unable to breathe, and start to notice another hot liquid sliding down my esophagus. “Fuck, it feels so good pissing directly into your stomach. This is what I wanted. This is what is going to keep your husband from knowing you’re a fucking whore.” I struggle against him with tears running down my face, but unable to do anything with the ring gag forcing my mouth open. It isn’t long before he finally is done and pulls his cock out. I undo the strap on the gag to spit it out. I still can’t seem to speak, all I can do is cry and look up at him. He kneels down and kisses my head. “Oh, baby, if you don’t want your poor husband to find out, you’re going to be my good little toilet from now on, aren’t you? Now open that mouth back up, I think I have a little bit more to give you.” I open wide as his shrunken cock slips into my mouth and I taste the last few drops of piss he still had in him. All I can do now is swallow and wonder why my cunt is so fucking wet.


– Thank you for the story submission, anonymous. You are obviously a very talented writer! I love the cum toilet comment at the end there! Ahahaha!

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