I was driving to meet my husband, Rob, at the bar where he and some of his coworkers liked to meet to talk about nothing and to wash the day away. I had just taken care of a "problem" that I had that Rob was unaware of, as was I until just a few days ago. There was a secret that needed to stay hidden for my life to return to normal, and hopefully, my acts of, let's say, coercion and consequences towards my adversary hopefully assured it.

In several upcoming stories, my husband's perspective will reveal how he made a heated bet that spiraled out of control. I, on the other hand, have a different take that I wanted to convey in my defense, which is the part of the story that I couldn't bring myself to tell him. Ultimately, I confessed my transgressions to my husband, but I couldn't bring myself to expose the full extent of my seduction or the extensive magnitude of my previously unrealized sexual appetite that became an obsession. How one woman can become so fully consumed with what many would consider a perverted sense of pleasure is, to this day, beyond my comprehension.

"Rough" wouldn't begin to describe my day when Joe, or "Joey," as he likes the ladies to call him, initially introduced himself to me, so having someone to chat with—even a complete stranger—was a nice diversion. Being the object of desire for another man was a new experience for me, so I was caught off guard when, just a day after meeting Joey, I felt my nipples tighten, my body respond with unexpected moisture, and my heart flutter at his first kiss.

Just two days after Joey sat at my table, my lips were wrapped around his cock as he shot his load into my mouth, and just on the other side of the weekend, he was fucking my married pussy that, until that fateful Monday morning, belonged exclusively to my husband.

I had never been promiscuous, nor did I ever have a desire to be. Even so, I continued to meet Joey, knowing full well where it would lead, yet not being able to resist.

Joey would fondle me and almost always end up sticking a finger in my ass. Before I experienced an odd and highly sexy orgasm that only got stronger, I wasn't sure if I liked it.

"I'm going to ruin this pussy," Joey muttered into my ear the first time he screwed me. Strangely, I became attracted to his aggressive tone. Never in my wildest dreams would I ever consider the words "whore" and "slut" to be erotic or tantalizing. Furthermore, I don't think Joe intended to shame or degrade me; it just seemed to be the natural progression of my obsession.

"I need to pay the manager for the room this morning; he should be here any moment," Joey told me. Since his cock was currently rooted inside of my pussy, I told him, "I had better get dressed if he's coming here."

He assured me, "There's no need," as his cock's head struck my cervix with each thrust. "You'll be fine."

I heard someone knock on the door at that moment. Joey simply pulled out of me and fed himself into my mouth while my ass was facing the door. Despite my attempts to wriggle away, he told me, "Just keep sucking." Remember, don't fight it; it will be fine."

At about that time, the door opened behind me as Joey held my head onto his cock, not letting me pull him out.

"Fuck, that's nice," the man behind me said. "Is that my payment?"

"Of course, now get over here and collect before she makes me shoot."

I finally realized how they perceived me at that point. I didn't know why I allowed it to happen and should have fought. To make things worse, being talked about in such a disrespectful manner turned me on. I questioned, "What is wrong with me?"

I could hear the manager behind me undressing. My pussy twitched as she eagerly awaited her fate upon hearing his zipper. Before his hand touched the back of my thighs and pussy, I felt him kneel behind me. He stated, "She's dripping wet," as Joey squeezed my nipples, sending erotic signals to my clitoris. I should have fought him harder, but I didn't. Instead I lay there, waiting.

After finger-fucking me for only a minute, he put his cock against my labia and pushed until he was buried inside of me, bringing me to an instant orgasm. "Oh, god yes," I whispered. I felt embarrassed by my response, not understanding why I was so drawn to being exploited as a sex object.

"Fuck her cunt," Joey told him while the man pillaged my married vulva.

"Holy shit, that's some good pussy," he said as he was forced to pull out before he came. "Let me have some of that mouth while I watch you fuck her with that horse cock of yours."

The guys switched, so I was licking my juices from a total stranger's cock. "That's right, Joey, fuck that pussy."

"She can really suck some mean dick," the man commented after I had sucked him for several minutes while Joey railed my beaten pussy as I wailed for him to fuck me harder.

"Do it, damn you, ruin me," I spat before understanding what I was saying.

"Oh, wow! Before you ruin her, you'd best give me that pussy again."

The manager wasn't able to fuck me for very long because of the way I sucked his cock. "Where am I putting my cum, Joey? She's about to get a good load."

"You still own the slut; give it to her however you like, but I suggest her mouth. You might as well get her used to having more sperm in her stomach since I just took her oral virginity a few days ago." Again, I should have been appalled and not made to feel like this is what I needed.

I felt even dirtier as the guy flipped me over and shoved his cock in my mouth. "Suck it, slut; do a good job, and I'll let you have the room for free while I'm out of town." A minute later, he fired a huge load, which I eagerly swallowed.

"She's a hot fuck, and she swallows?" He said as he pulled his pants up. "You found a good one, my friend," he stated. "Unfortunately, I can't stay for another round. Next time I'll feed her cunt. I don't leave until tomorrow night; will I get another shot at her? If so, you can have the room for as long as you want, as long as I get mine."

"Certainly! I have a feeling Cassie would like that. Do you want to come back so he can fuck you again, Cass?" Joey said as he squeezed my nipples.

I paused, not knowing what to say. They had both fucked me, and my pussy was still quivering for more as the pleasure continued. My mind was saying, "NO! He's not your husband," but my mouth and nipples said, "Of course."

When the manager left, Joey got on top of me again and stretched my pussy while three of his fingers played in my ass. "Don't worry, I'm not done with you yet, my slutty wife." He told me as he used my holes until he had completely drained himself inside of them.

The next day, I had no recollection of why I was driving to the hotel so willingly. It was as if I were on autopilot. When I walked in, Joey kissed me hard and felt me up beneath my dress. Behind him, I heard a voice. "Damn, you said she was hot, but this one is on fire!" The voice said.

I jumped away from Joey's grip and hid behind him. He laughed and said, "C'mon, Cass, be nice and say hi to Sammy. Don't worry, he's harmless."

"Uh, hi, hi, Sammy. What's going on?" I tentatively asked as Joey walked over to sit.

"I'm in the mood to watch today," Joey said. "Why don't you get on your knees and say hi to your new friend?"

I was terrified, yet I just stood there not knowing what to do. I should have run, but my legs couldn't move. "What… What do you mean?" I asked, truly confused.

"Cass, don't be rude. Sammy doesn't have all day, and I'm certainly not going to suck his dick."

"Wait," I said. "You expect me; you want me to…"

"Of course, Cass," Joey said as my body started to shake. "Why else would I invite him over?" Besides, your new friend, we'll call him John, won't be able to make it until a little later to take you for a drive."

I could have easily kicked both of these guys' asses and admittedly should have.

Joey got up from his chair, followed me, and muttered, "Cass, follow my instructions. You'll be alright." Then, as though it were the most normal thing to do, he took my dress off of me, leaving me with nothing but my bra and panties as I stood in front of a complete stranger.

Before I could stop him, he removed my bra and threw it to Sammy, saying, "Wait until you see her tits."

"Oh, shit," Sammy replied. "She's fine." He said it as he saw my naked top before I could cover myself.

I wasn't sure if I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life or frightened beyond imagination as I stood there covering my breasts.

"If you like them," Joey went on, "wait until you see her ass." Then, with one hand trying in vain to hold them up, he inserted his fingers beneath my underwear and roughly tugged them down as I tried to close my legs to stop him.

I realized that he was handing me to his friend as though I were a commodity to be exchanged. It was odd. I was upset with the situation, yet if it were the manager from the prior day, I would have been easily coerced to let him have me, which, in itself, was bizarre.

"Goddamn it." Joey turned my ass to Sammy and gave me a playful slap on the cheeks. "Her ass is a prime choice; I'm going to enjoy tapping that," he added. Then Joey removed my hands from my breasts so Sammy could freely gaze at them.

Standing there, in just my skin, I felt naturally exposed. "There you go, Sammy," Joey said as he gave my breasts a squeeze. "She's all yours, à la carte, as you see fit, my friend."

As I stood there, Sammy walked around my bare body. He put his hand on my shoulder and ran it down my back to the curvature of my ass before squeezing my cheeks. "Nice," he mumbled, as if he were purchasing a car. "Firm too." He stepped back, taking his clothes off as he gazed at me as if we hadn't eaten in a week and I was his meal.

"Why am I doing this?" I asked myself as I just stood there. He was completely nude in front of me, his cock standing at full attention, appearing angry and rigid as my body trembled. He reached his hand out and slipped a finger between my labia and up to my clit before traveling down the slit to the entrance of my throbbing entrance, where his finger dipped inside to the first knuckle. "She's fucking soaked," he told nobody in particular. "Sweetheart, put your hands behind you like a good slut." He waited until I finally gave in and clasped my fingers behind my back in a sign of submission, forcing my tits to jut out for his view.

I was startled by the abrupt flick of Sammy's tongue as he leaned over to take one of my erect nubs into his mouth.

"She's beautiful." My legs began to grind together as Sammy tugged and twisted my nipples. He urged me to "get on your knees, please," as his hand pushed lightly against my shoulder. With my hands still obediently behind me, I fell to my knees one after the other while staring at the floor.

Sammy then walked away so he could sit on the soft, plush chair that he was sitting in when I first saw him. "My dear, I believe you already know what's going to happen next. How about we get started?"

My mind was flooded with screams: "What are you doing? Stop, run!" I demanded of myself. Rather, I fell to my hands and crawled to a man who I had just met maybe ten minutes before. Climbing up his strong thighs, I began to massage him. I discovered that although his cock was not nearly as large as Joey's, it was still quite a handful. My mouth parted to accept him inside, and I began sucking without ever considering the implications of my actions.

"Fuck, Joe. You're right, she has a talent for sucking dick," Sammy told him as his hands guided my head for a good five minutes. "Holy hell. As good as your mouth feels, you better stop, or I'm going to bust in your mouth, and I have a better place to put it. Go to the bed for me, please."

Doing as I was told, I lay on the middle of the bed and waited for my fate. Sammy walked over, grabbed my legs, and pulled me to him so my legs were over his shoulder as he stood in front of me, my dripping pussy only inches away. "Put it in; show me you want it," he told me.

This time, I looked into Sammy's eyes as I reached for his cock and aimed it at my center and pulled. As soon as his cock split my labia, I moaned as Sammy sliced into me the rest of the way until I could feel his balls pressing against my ass.

"Oooh yess," I unexpectedly moaned as Sammy started to thrust his hips into me, sending his cock into my depths. "Touch your cunt; I want you to cum on my cock," he told me. More stimulation was completely unnecessary as I started rubbing my clitoris.

I didn't know why I was acting like a cheap whore. What would my husband say or do if he ever found out that I had so easily succumbed to being taken and used like a sexual commodity? It only took a minute, if that, for me to push against Sammy's chest with my legs as I had an intense orgasm.

When I calmed down, he flipped me over and pushed me onto the bed before fucking me with my ass in the air for another five minutes, at least. "Toss it over, Joe," he said as I screamed for him to fuck me. "Have you ever been ass fucked, my sweet?" He asked as I felt a cold liquid being squirted onto my ass. Just as I realized what he was about to do, "No!" I yelled a tick too late as he took his cock from my drenched pussy and pushed against the pucker of my anus, penetrating me a full four inches in an instant.

I don't know what the sound was that came from my throat. I couldn't even tell you if it was from pain or pleasure. All I knew was that he had just taken something that I had never intended on giving, my anal virginity. Sammy fucked me as if it were my pussy, not giving me a chance to say anything in protest.

"Oh fuck! "Oh my god," was all I could say as he pushed the rest of the way into my ass. "You're fucking my ass," I said mostly so I could hear the absurdity of it.

"I think I just popped her anal cherry, Joe," Sammy replied. As his cock continued to saw into and out of my butt. "She's so tight, she might tear my dick off."

I had my first anal sex climax, so clearly my obsession with pleasure had no limits. "Fuck, YES!" I screamed as my orgasm tore through my body.

"Fuck, this girl's hot! She's going to make me bust!" Sammy's pounding increased in intensity and speed before he abruptly thrust into me and stayed as deep as he could. "Fuck, take it all," he bellowed as his sperm traveled from his balls, through his shaft, and into my no longer virgin ass.

I could feel his semen rushing inside of me, each pulse pushing my anal walls aside. He made a few more ragged strokes and let a few more surges pass through his shaft before removing himself from my body and washing up. I could feel his hot semen leaking out of my ass and ruining the bed beneath me.

"I'll definitely be back for more; her ass is a prime choice." Before the door even closed, I heard Joey tossing his clothing aside as my body continued trembling from the intrusion.

While he mounted my pussy from behind, he remarked, "You took it in the ass like a pro." I was having another orgasm while he fucked my pussy when he abruptly pulled out. "I have to get me some of that while you're still lubed up," he stated as he aimed his cock at my backside.

"Wait, no." I tried to tell him, but it was too late. Joey had already started pushing into my leaking ass. "It hurts; you're too big," I screamed. He was so into the zone that he couldn't stop if he tried. "Your ass looks amazing stretched around my cock," he said as I screamed. When he was around half inside of me, I felt more lube being poured onto his cock before he slid in another impossible inch.

"Fuck, stop!" My ass was being pushed to its breaking point, but he didn't care how I felt because his obsession to own me thoroughly was so intense. He kept pushing aggressively until...