How my wife became a prostitute

Those of you who have read my previous posts about my sexy wife, Carole, will also know that we are still open to meeting guys to enjoy having sex with her, and have indeed met a few men through contact on xhamster. You will also have read what a horny girl she was and what a promiscuous life she led both before falling pregnant and marrying Bernard ( a lad she persuaded had knocked her up, although I am pretty sure that she just picked him from a number of lads who were shagging her at the time ! ) and after being married to him when she still made herself available to other lads and older men. Although she did eventually tell me about her hot sex life, piece by piece, when she felt she wanted to tell me, it was only very recently ----- and we have been married now for several years ---- that she confessed to me that there had been a time in her life when she had been a prostitute. At first I was shocked, but then realised that I shouldn't have been because of all the things Carole had told me she had let boys do to her and also because when we had started going out together and were separating from our partners, whenever things got a bit dodgy between us, she used to say to me that if things did not work out between us, she could always go on the streets. At first I thought she was just sort of holding a gun to my head, but over the months I began to realise that this was obviously something she had thought about carefully and genuinely considered doing. I thought at first she just fancied the idea of being a street girl ; I noticed that she never said she would " go on the game " or " start charging for her body ", but always said : " I can always go on the streets. " Then I put two and two together, and thought about how she often liked me to be rough withy her when we were having sex, such as she loved to be high up the bed, and have her head banged against the headboard when we were shagging, and how she used to love being tied up to the bed and used to spread her legs saying : " Pull my cunt open as wide as you can and look up inside me, " and how she loved to kneel on the floor or the bed with her head down and her bottom in the air and beg me to fuck her in her arse, screaming at me ;" Push your cock up my arse, split me in two and stir my shit up. I want to see my shit on your cock so I can lick it off for you ." On occasion, she would say : " Treat me like something you have dragged in off the street," or ; " Use me like a common whore, " and " Make me take your dick in all my holes like I'm just your sex object. " Well anyway, the years went on, and it was only when we watched a programme quite recently about a woman and her husband who had money problems and the wife suggested she should help out by picking up men on the streets and servicing them ********, just while they straightened out their finances, that Carole looked a bit wistful, and suddenly said; " I can identify with her," that it all came out. She said she and Bernard already had a daughter, and Carole had just given birth to their second. He had gone out one night celebrating with some of his mates ( he was a big drinker anyway ) and she was sitting up in bed reading when he came home with one of his friends whom Carole did not know. Her husband brought his pal upstairs and they were both a bit worse for wear. After Bernard introduced him to Carol, he suddenly got a strange look on his face, Carole told me, and came over to the left side of the bed; he pulled the sheets down a bit and got hold of her left breast and fondled it, saying to his mate : " Carole has lovely tits, but now she's got breast milk, they're fucking massive! Have a feel of the other one; go on, go ahead, she won't mind, will you dear ? " His friend hesitated, but then did as Bernard had told him and began to feel Carole's tit. At first she was shocked, but knowing how her husband could get a bit nasty when he had had too much to drink, she did nothing to stop his friend from ******* her. Next. Bernard slipped the strap of her nightie down over her shoulder to expose her breast completely; " Look at that fucking engorged nipple, " he said to his friend, " Get her other one out, she won't object, she's had her tits well felt in her time." Carole said she just sat there in bed with both her swollen jugs out and with two guys giving them a good going over. From first being shocked, then annoyed, she admits she did experience a pleasurable sensation; then her husband took it a step further saying to his pal, " Hey, this is what I like to do to her, " and proceeded to take her left nipple into his mouth and suck and squeeze on it. " She's got loads of milk in here, and it tastes lovely; go on, you try it for yourself on that side. " In a flash, Carole found herself suckling two adult men at the same time, and as she looked down at them she could hear them slurping on her teats and feel them sucking her milk out of her body. After a while, Bernard said he would go downstairs to make some coffee, leaving Carole alone with his friend. At that point his friend looked rather sheepish, and apologised to Carole, saying he only did it to avoid annoying Bernard, as he too knew how aggressive he could get. They chatted for a while, but when there was no sign of Bernard, his friend said he would go to look for him. Shortly afterwards he came back and told Carole that Bernard had passed out on the settee. By now, Carole had composed herself and realised that she was quite angry with her husband for what he had put her through, and also that she quite liked his friend. She invited him to stay a bit longer and asked him to sit on her bed. When she felt the moment was right, she coquettishly asked this new man in her life how he had felt when he had been sucking on her right breast. She said she remembers he blushed, and stammered he had never done that to any woman before, and that it felt great. Carole ( being Carole !! ) was now up for a bit of fun of her own making. She told me she just asked him straight out if he liked the taste of her breast milk, and the man said he did. She then threw all caution to the winds, she said, and said to him, " Well, you've had some of my juice, how about giving me some of yours ? " Before he could answer she had her hand on his crotch and was unzipping his trousers; She soon made contact with his cock inside his underpants and felt it swelling rapidly under her touch. " Push your trousers down, so I can get at you properly, " she told him, and soon his cock flopped semi erect out of his underpants. Carole said she wasted no time in starting to stroke him, and even dropped her strap to show him her naked breast again, hoping it would inspire him to cum more quickly. She said it did have the desired effect on him, as he was soon spurting his juice out for her; some did land on her tit, which made them both laugh and released any remaining tyension there might have been between them. She says the guy ( I never asked her his name ) pulled his trousers up and said he had better be getting home. Carole says she thought that would be that, but a couple of weeks later, she got a phone call from this chap, who asked her straight out if she would be willing to go round to his house ( he was a single guy ) and wank him off as she had done before. He then said he hoped she would not be offended but he would pay her bus fare and also for her time travelling back and to. She says she asked him to let her think about it, and said she would call him back. When she did call him back she said she was willing to give it a whirl. That was a favourite phrase of her husband's and Carole says she used it deliberately as her way of getting back at him for what he had subjected her to a couple of weeks previously. Carole did go round to his house wearing stockings and suspenders, since he had asked her if she would do a striptease for him. When she got there, he kissed her on the cheek and she says she felt right at ease with him straightaway. She did do a strip for him taking her bra off but leaving her stockings, girdle and panties on. He was sitting on the settee and as she stripped in front of him he had taken off his trousers and underpants and she could see he would not last long; Carole sat next to him and got hold of his prick. He politely asked her if he could have another suck on her breast so he could taste her lovely milk again; she let him have a few sucks and then got to work bringing him off to completion. She says she then dressed and he gave her some money ( far more than her bus fare, but I did not ask her how much ) and asked her if she would come round again. She said she would and left. About four days later he phoned her again and asked if she was willing to drop her knickers for him next time. She said she was; he said he would " See her right ", and the date was made. When she went the second time, he had her strip in front of him again, but this time he told her he wanted her to take everything off, which she did. He had her stand naked in front of him while he rubbed his cock, then asked her to turn round, part her legs and bend over for him so he could see her slit between her legs from behind. Carole sys as she complied, he suddenly let out a cry and his sperm shot out for her once more. He said he wondered if one day she would let him fuck her, and she said she probably would when she wasn't so sore down below. This time ha **** her more than the previous time. This went on for a few more weeks until the day when he asked Carole if she was all right physically to take his penis inside her vagina. She said she was now fine and lay naked on the floor for him to climb on top of her and shag her. They both enjoyed the experience, and she says he **** her even more again. As she was going back home on the bus, she says she reflected on how she had gone that bit farther for him each time, and that doing that she had made herself more money. She says she flushed then, realising that she had prostituted herself for this man. Although she had wanked off a lot of boys and one or two men by that time, and been well and truly groped, fingered and shagged by several of them, she had NEVER taken a penny for her body. Then came the bombshell which caused her a dilemma. The next time this man phoned her, he said he had a friend who was interested in meeting her and would she be willing to perform a striptease for them both and toss them off or perhaps go even farther with them. Carole says she does not know why, but her first question was : " Will he pay me like you do ? " to which the guy said his friend was more than happy to pay Carole for her services. Then, out of the blue, on the morning of the day she was getting ready to go to his house in the afternoon, he rang her to say that two more men, workmates of his friend were also keen to meet Carole and see what she had to offer. Carole was taken aback at first, but when he assured her they would all be paying her the same amount of money, she agreed. Over the following weeks ( it all went on for about eight or nine months, she told me ) she used to go to the first guy's house and have sex with these four young studs. As their meetings progressed, things got hotter and hotter, until Carole found herself performing acts for them that she had not done in her past; she didn't care any more; she actually enjoyed having sex with them, giving them all the satisfaction they craved from her, each in his own preferred way, and getting **** enough money to clear her debts and build up a secret nest egg for herself. She still will have it that she wasn't " On the streets, " so that although she did give them sex ********, she is rally only " An amateur prostitute ".