Becoming a Slut (and then wife)

I post anonymously, and of course change names, in the event the scenarios can otherwise be recognized. This is based/inspired by wifey’s true accounts to me….
This was a while ago now, before Lynn and I got married. We were ‘going out’ as they call it, since middle/intermediate/junior high school. While not formally engaged, we promised ourselves to each other. After high school I left the island, with the agreement that we would marry after I established a life for us. We wrote each other almost every day, sometimes more than once a day. As it turned out, we were apart for over 2 years waiting for the “right” time and situation to marry and for her to come join me.

She worked at a local law office in Hagatna, cliffline side on W. O’brien Drive across Skinner Plaza. She also did part-time work in insurance at Nanbo’s Insurance. It kept her busy. Frank worked at the insurance company and they became friends, among other employees. In the course of working together they went together to grab a bite to eat now and then, and they got ‘familiar’ on a personal life level. She knew he was married, lived an open marriage with Maryann. He knew Lynn’s boyfriend/fiance was off-island. The setting was ripe….

Lynn and I became sexually active in early high school. She quickly got to enjoying sex, enjoying fucking, me. We were each other’s first (not only, but first – that’s another series of stories). So she was missing the fucking. As her and Frank’s personal friendship grew, they shared intimate details of their lives. Sometimes after grabbing dinner they’d go back to the office, finishing up work stuff, and talk. Sometimes they’d park at the Paseo. Frank began sharing very sexual stories of his and Maryann’s life, doing threesomes, watching her with other men, letting her fly off to Saipan to meet other men for sex.

Lynn got aroused but nothing doing for getting with Frank.. at first. Then, one evening while talking about sex, he asked her permission to take his cock out and jerk off in front of her in the car while she sat there and watched. I’m not sure how many times he asked this but eventually she agreed. And eventually she gave him head… and then eventually, off to a hotel room to fuck. No romance, no ‘dating’, just fuck buddies. When he wanted to fuck her, he’d ask her. Sometimes she said no, sometimes yes. When she wanted to fuck him, likewise, she would call him and ask. He almost always said yes. Either way, Frank would go pick Lynn up at her best buddy partner in crime Rina‘s house and then off to a hotel… Hilton, Dai Ichi, Reef, Terraza, for the evening. There were even a few times he wanted pussy and she wasn’t game, and her BFF Rina played pinch hitter and went with Frank to fuck.

This went on for much of the time I was off-island. There was one other man Lynn latched onto for casual sex too, someone she met while working as a census taker. That’s another spoke of the story wheel too. So anyway by the time I made it home for our finally planned wedding, I had no idea my bride had been in many hotel rooms, the hood of her Dad’s truck, back seat of another man’s car, fucking her brains out. In hindsight I’d often wonder who in attendance of our church wedding was looking at us standing at the altar and relishing in the secret fact that he’d been banging that bride in the white wedding dress, and giggling that the groom had no idea she was community pussy for a while.

Of course, the story came out after Lynn and I were a few years into our marriage. My journal category blog entries tell that tale of finding out, having issues with it, turning it into eroticism, and getting into threesomes.

Lynn is my wife, my slut, my slutwife. We don’t play in any circle of swingers or wife swapping scene. But when we feel like being promiscuous and a man fits our acceptance criteria, and he is game, she still has other men pleasure he between her legs and I watch.

I know others on and from the island get into it too. We just don’t advertise very loudly about it…

2 thoughts on “Becoming a Slut (and then wife)

  1. Something I can relate to in more ways than one. I love how slutty Catholic Island Girls can get. One cock just is not enough and needs must be fulfilled.

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