I don't know how I got started telling my husband about my time as a cheerleader and the things I did, but once I started, he didn't want me to stop.
Why did it turn him on so much that I was such a freaking slut when I was younger?
As we were making plans for the Halloween party, he told me what I should dress up as... sort of.
"It's a shame you don't still have your cheerleader outfit," he said as we were getting dressed for work, about a week before the big party.
"Oh, is that so? You want your wife to dress as a slutty cheerleader and go to the party like that?"
He just smiled at me, as he straightened his tie and left.
I knew that mischievous smile and knew it meant trouble. The type of trouble I like.
That afternoon, I skipped my lunch and went looking for a costume instead. I couldn't find anything I wanted at the local costume warehouse.
Headed home, and disappointed, I thought of what else I might do. On a whim, I decided to hit the adult store... and that's where I found it.
I swear I bought it on a lark, never intending to wear it for anyone other than him. I always got home before him, but this detour might make us arrive at the same time.
I rushed home, driving a bit faster than I should have. Luckily I was first. My heart was racing as I stripped out of my clothes and pulled on the tiniest skirt I've ever worn, even going back to when I was a full on slut.
The top was tight, and I couldn't wear a bra under the shirt. So I quickly pulled the bra off and got the shirt over my head. I’m sure it looked better that way. I looked down, and could see my nipples poking through the top.
I heard my husband pulling into the driveway. He was almost here. I had to move faster. I found some pumps that went with the slutty outfit. Luckily I like shoes, and had plenty to choose from.
As I slipped them on, I decided to toss my panties as well. I knew there was no need for them, as they were going to get pulled aside soon anyway.
Fully commando now, I walked across the floor to welcome my husband home. I heard each step of the heels clacking against the tile floor.
I smiled and posed for him as he opened the door.
"I might not have my original cheerleader outfit, but I thought you might like this one."
"Oh, fuck!"
The look on his face told me he liked what he saw, not that he ever complained about seeing me in something skimpy or naked. I was good for keeping our sex lives interesting... and he seemed much more interested as I told him about my slutty teen years.
"That's what you should wear to the party this weekend."
"What?! No!" I shot back quickly, "this is just for you."
"Oh, but it would be so hot," he said, coming over to me, kissing me. He ran a hand up the back of my leg, grabbing my ass. He pulled me in tight, "hot damn! No panties, I'm loving this outfit more and more!" he said as he pulled me to our bedroom. “You’ve got to go, just like this,” he insisted.
"Tell me the jocks, used to grab you like this and take you to their bedroom."
"You know they tried," I had told them that before. "We usually didn't even make it that far, and they'd fuck me on the sofa, kitchen table, or anywhere else they could."
He pushed me on the bed and pulled out his cock. I was soaked, I normally was when I wore something like this. I remembered being wet most of the time I wore my cheerleading outfit, and for good reason, it often led to me getting laid.
“Tell me more,” he demanded.
“I fucked a lot of jocks in their cars. Front seats, back seats… on the hood of a Trans-Am. Didn’t matter, those jocks loved to fuck cheerleaders, and I loved to let them.”
He pushed his cock right into me, grabbing my tits as he fucked me hard and fast.
"Yes, yes," he kept repeating as he fucked me. "Fucking the cheer slut!"
He pushed in deep and shot his load deep into me.
"Damn, you're hot. No wonder guys were lining up to fuck you."
"I thought you already knew I was hot."
"Oh, I did, but there's something about seeing a girl in an outfit like that."
"And do you really want your friends and coworkers to see me like that? I'd probably turn them all on."
"Yeah," he said, smiling.
"Do you know how many guys would be trying to grab my ass... tits... maybe more...?"
"Yeah," he said, repeating it, smiling at the thought of his friends all groping me.
"You want me to be groped and played with, don't you?!"
"Yeah... I mean...."
"Oh, I see what you want." I rolled over, so I was on top of him. The word "SLUT" spread across my tits, right at his eye level. "Let me guess, you don’t want me wearing panties, so it’s even easier for me to fuck them. So I got more stories to tell you."
I had found him out, and he knew it. I'm not sure why I hadn't put it together earlier.
I was a little afraid. I had put the slut into a bottle. I was a good, dutiful housewife, with an active sex life, but that was nothing compared to what I had been... what he thought he wanted.
"You understand, once the slut comes out... there's no putting her away."
He looked up at me and smiled.
"I'll be fucking all kinds of guys, sometimes more than one a day... or even at a time. You may not get my pussy clean again as different guys fuck me over and over... is that what you really want?"
He shook his head. I could feel his cock growing, starting to press against me.
I had to decide if that's what I wanted too.
I maneuvered my hips, "just remember, you're the one who asked for this," I said as I slide down his cock. "Your dick better get used to sloppy seconds."
I went to that party dressed at the slutty cheerleader. I didn't wear panties or a bra. I hadn't been there five minutes when I heard some girl call me a slut... I made sure to fuck her boyfriend first.
I walked over to my husband and whispered in his ear, "I got one load of cum inside of me already. How many do you think I can get tonight?"
As I danced with different guys, some would try to grab some ass, and even some pussy.
Anyone who tried to grab my pussy I asked if that's all they wanted to do. I got a couple more loads that way. If the guy was cute, I'd sometimes proposition them before they even had a chance to try anything with me.
That's what I did for my husband's boss. He was cute, and built, and I wasted no time once we were dancing. I pulled his cock out of his pants and rubbed it against my pussy. When we couldn't get the angles to line up, I pulled him aside to a back room.
As he pushed into me, the door opened. It was his wife. "I told you to wait till I was here," she told him.
She took my skirt and flipped it up, showing off my shaved pussy. She pulled up my top and started to suck on my tits. I wasn't expecting that...
"There's been rumors that a slutty cheerleader is just going as herself, and we had to make sure we got to enjoy her," she told me as she moved into kiss me.
Her husband pulled out and shot his load all over my pussy.
"So, who are you here with?" He asked, now that he was finished fucking me.
I told them who my husband was, as his wife got between my legs and started to lick his cream off of me.
"I'll have to thank him for bringing you," he told me as he watched his wife.
She didn't stop once his cum was gone. She kept cleaning my pussy, licking it oh so good. Sure, I might have fucked numerous guys already, but she's the one who made me cum for the first time.
"Keep eating me like that, and I'll dress like this for you two any time," I told her as my orgasm started to fade.
She looked back at her husband before turning to me. "We just might have to invite you to our place then," she said as she stood. She straightened her outfit and took her husband by the hand. They left, as I wondered what else the night had in store for me.
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Love, Sex, and the Wild Hotwife Life - What started as a fantasy for this monogamous soccer mom becomes her reality. With her husband's encouragement, Jamie starts to experience some new people in her life driving her husband wild in the process. Follow Jamie as she as all new experiences she never thought possible before. Note, this series is about a married woman, having wild sex with others outside her marriage, but with her husband's permission and desire. #hotwife #cheerleader #shortskirt #bisex #threesome #slut #party
Why did it turn him on so much that I was such a freaking slut when I was younger?
As we were making plans for the Halloween party, he told me what I should dress up as... sort of.
"It's a shame you don't still have your cheerleader outfit," he said as we were getting dressed for work, about a week before the big party.
"Oh, is that so? You want your wife to dress as a slutty cheerleader and go to the party like that?"
He just smiled at me, as he straightened his tie and left.
I knew that mischievous smile and knew it meant trouble. The type of trouble I like.
That afternoon, I skipped my lunch and went looking for a costume instead. I couldn't find anything I wanted at the local costume warehouse.
Headed home, and disappointed, I thought of what else I might do. On a whim, I decided to hit the adult store... and that's where I found it.
I swear I bought it on a lark, never intending to wear it for anyone other than him. I always got home before him, but this detour might make us arrive at the same time.
I rushed home, driving a bit faster than I should have. Luckily I was first. My heart was racing as I stripped out of my clothes and pulled on the tiniest skirt I've ever worn, even going back to when I was a full on slut.
The top was tight, and I couldn't wear a bra under the shirt. So I quickly pulled the bra off and got the shirt over my head. I’m sure it looked better that way. I looked down, and could see my nipples poking through the top.
I heard my husband pulling into the driveway. He was almost here. I had to move faster. I found some pumps that went with the slutty outfit. Luckily I like shoes, and had plenty to choose from.
As I slipped them on, I decided to toss my panties as well. I knew there was no need for them, as they were going to get pulled aside soon anyway.
Fully commando now, I walked across the floor to welcome my husband home. I heard each step of the heels clacking against the tile floor.
I smiled and posed for him as he opened the door.
"I might not have my original cheerleader outfit, but I thought you might like this one."
"Oh, fuck!"
The look on his face told me he liked what he saw, not that he ever complained about seeing me in something skimpy or naked. I was good for keeping our sex lives interesting... and he seemed much more interested as I told him about my slutty teen years.
"That's what you should wear to the party this weekend."
"What?! No!" I shot back quickly, "this is just for you."
"Oh, but it would be so hot," he said, coming over to me, kissing me. He ran a hand up the back of my leg, grabbing my ass. He pulled me in tight, "hot damn! No panties, I'm loving this outfit more and more!" he said as he pulled me to our bedroom. “You’ve got to go, just like this,” he insisted.
"Tell me the jocks, used to grab you like this and take you to their bedroom."
"You know they tried," I had told them that before. "We usually didn't even make it that far, and they'd fuck me on the sofa, kitchen table, or anywhere else they could."
He pushed me on the bed and pulled out his cock. I was soaked, I normally was when I wore something like this. I remembered being wet most of the time I wore my cheerleading outfit, and for good reason, it often led to me getting laid.
“Tell me more,” he demanded.
“I fucked a lot of jocks in their cars. Front seats, back seats… on the hood of a Trans-Am. Didn’t matter, those jocks loved to fuck cheerleaders, and I loved to let them.”
He pushed his cock right into me, grabbing my tits as he fucked me hard and fast.
"Yes, yes," he kept repeating as he fucked me. "Fucking the cheer slut!"
He pushed in deep and shot his load deep into me.
"Damn, you're hot. No wonder guys were lining up to fuck you."
"I thought you already knew I was hot."
"Oh, I did, but there's something about seeing a girl in an outfit like that."
"And do you really want your friends and coworkers to see me like that? I'd probably turn them all on."
"Yeah," he said, smiling.
"Do you know how many guys would be trying to grab my ass... tits... maybe more...?"
"Yeah," he said, repeating it, smiling at the thought of his friends all groping me.
"You want me to be groped and played with, don't you?!"
"Yeah... I mean...."
"Oh, I see what you want." I rolled over, so I was on top of him. The word "SLUT" spread across my tits, right at his eye level. "Let me guess, you don’t want me wearing panties, so it’s even easier for me to fuck them. So I got more stories to tell you."
I had found him out, and he knew it. I'm not sure why I hadn't put it together earlier.
I was a little afraid. I had put the slut into a bottle. I was a good, dutiful housewife, with an active sex life, but that was nothing compared to what I had been... what he thought he wanted.
"You understand, once the slut comes out... there's no putting her away."
He looked up at me and smiled.
"I'll be fucking all kinds of guys, sometimes more than one a day... or even at a time. You may not get my pussy clean again as different guys fuck me over and over... is that what you really want?"
He shook his head. I could feel his cock growing, starting to press against me.
I had to decide if that's what I wanted too.
I maneuvered my hips, "just remember, you're the one who asked for this," I said as I slide down his cock. "Your dick better get used to sloppy seconds."
I went to that party dressed at the slutty cheerleader. I didn't wear panties or a bra. I hadn't been there five minutes when I heard some girl call me a slut... I made sure to fuck her boyfriend first.
I walked over to my husband and whispered in his ear, "I got one load of cum inside of me already. How many do you think I can get tonight?"
As I danced with different guys, some would try to grab some ass, and even some pussy.
Anyone who tried to grab my pussy I asked if that's all they wanted to do. I got a couple more loads that way. If the guy was cute, I'd sometimes proposition them before they even had a chance to try anything with me.
That's what I did for my husband's boss. He was cute, and built, and I wasted no time once we were dancing. I pulled his cock out of his pants and rubbed it against my pussy. When we couldn't get the angles to line up, I pulled him aside to a back room.
As he pushed into me, the door opened. It was his wife. "I told you to wait till I was here," she told him.
She took my skirt and flipped it up, showing off my shaved pussy. She pulled up my top and started to suck on my tits. I wasn't expecting that...
"There's been rumors that a slutty cheerleader is just going as herself, and we had to make sure we got to enjoy her," she told me as she moved into kiss me.
Her husband pulled out and shot his load all over my pussy.
"So, who are you here with?" He asked, now that he was finished fucking me.
I told them who my husband was, as his wife got between my legs and started to lick his cream off of me.
"I'll have to thank him for bringing you," he told me as he watched his wife.
She didn't stop once his cum was gone. She kept cleaning my pussy, licking it oh so good. Sure, I might have fucked numerous guys already, but she's the one who made me cum for the first time.
"Keep eating me like that, and I'll dress like this for you two any time," I told her as my orgasm started to fade.
She looked back at her husband before turning to me. "We just might have to invite you to our place then," she said as she stood. She straightened her outfit and took her husband by the hand. They left, as I wondered what else the night had in store for me.
Please like and/or sharing the story for others to find. Thanks.
Love, Sex, and the Wild Hotwife Life - What started as a fantasy for this monogamous soccer mom becomes her reality. With her husband's encouragement, Jamie starts to experience some new people in her life driving her husband wild in the process. Follow Jamie as she as all new experiences she never thought possible before. Note, this series is about a married woman, having wild sex with others outside her marriage, but with her husband's permission and desire. #hotwife #cheerleader #shortskirt #bisex #threesome #slut #party
What started as a fantasy for this monogamous soccer mom becomes her reality. With her husband's encouragement, Jamie starts to experience some new people in her life driving her husband wild in the process. Follow Jamie as she as all new experiences she never thought possible before. Note, this series is about a married woman, having wild sex with others outside her marriage, but with her husba...
