My Cop Husband Turned Me Into A Slut

Written by Julie / Dec 7, 2000

 

My cop husband turned me into a slut....by Julie

My name is Julie and I live in a suburb of Dallas. My husband is a police officer there for about 2 years now. When I was newly married I was 24 and my husband was 26. All his life Vic wanted to be a police officer. I can live with that even though I worry about him a lot. I know that a wrong turn could lead to disaster. I try to keep it in the back burner of my mind though.

Our marriage was only 6 months along when Vic got accepted to the force. I was so happy for him. We were so much in love it was silly. My parents were missionaries and I grew up overseas. I loved where I grew up but I really missed the states and was happy to come back here for college. I have medium length blond hair and small A-cup breasts but never lacked for male attention in college. But I can't say I was very sexually active until my marriage.

When Vic had been on the force for a few months I noticed he was acting funny for a while, and I finally asked him what the problem was in bed one night. He told me he was experiencing some hazing problems at work. I asked him what kind of hazing but he refused to go into it, saying he would handle it. He didn't though because a week later he was really mad and slamming doors and stuff like that. I told him he had to tell me what the problem was or get out of the house for a while as he was scaring me.

He told me that there was a tradition that the new cops had to go through to be accepted. If they didn't they weren't going anywhere in the department. That the promotions wouldn't be coming along that normally would. I asked him what kind of tradition he was talking about. He finally got a beer and sat down and told me that there was a poker party the new guys were expected to throw for some of the older members of the force.

I said that there wasn't anything wrong with that, why would he be so upset? He told me that the wives or girlfriends of the new cops were expected to "entertain" the other cops at the party by dancing around naked and being alone with each of them for 10 minutes or by dancing on the table at the last hand and stripping and then having an hour alone with the winner of the last hand.

I understood why he was so upset now....

We hadn't been married a year yet and this was pretty wild. It wasn't what I expected a police force should be doing in their off-time. I mean I was raised by missionaries for God's sake. This was way beyond anything I had ever thought about in my wildest fantasies.

Vic was pretty quiet. I told him maybe he could look for a job in another city nearby, but he told me that he would have to log some time at our city first and hope for a good recommendation from someone in the force. Then he asked me if I thought I could just do it once and it not affect our marriage? I was flabbergasted! How could he say that? Could he really mean that he would want me to act like a slut and be alone with a guy or guys and do whatever?????

We went to bed pretty silent. As we lay there in the darkness I though about sacrifice and how it would just be once for my husband and it would help him in his job and I could just forget about it after that. I reached over and touched his cock. I rubbed it a little, feeling it get hard in my hand. I whispered that I would do it for him if he wanted me too. He was instantly rock hard and climbed on me. He stopped only to put a condom on before he slid his cock in my pussy. He fucked me hard for about ten minutes, then exploded in me. I took the condom off his cock and kissed it and licked the rest of the come off it. I told him I would do it, but he couldn't hold it against me, and I would act like I liked it for his sake, but I didn't really want another man besides him.

He thanked me and thanked me and said he would find out more details and get a date set up. I had told my husband that I wasn't going to like it, but in truth the more I thought about it, the more excited I got. I hadn't ever done anything so....wicked.....before. I thought it might be fun to get it out of my system as I had never really had much experience before.

My husband had more details when he got home. The party was to be set for a Saturday night in two weeks. I was to wear a "revealing outfit" but it was to be my choice on whether I had to entertain each man alone for ten minutes or would be with the winner of the last hand. I asked my husband what would happen if he won the the last hand, and he told me that I wouldn't have to do anything but dance a song on the table and drop my panties on the table before the last hand.

I was getting pretty worked up before the big day and had just finished my period before the party. I decided to just do the last hand thing and not have to show all the men my body or be with all of them, even if it was just for ten minutes. I picked out a black miniskirt and a low cut blouse. I didn't wear a bra as my breasts are very small anyway. I asked my husband how many men might be coming and he told me that there were 5 other men besides him.

I had the house nice and clean when they all showed up, I was introduced to them and they were all OLD MEN! The youngest was maybe 50 years old!. I felt a lot of repulsion at the thought of having to sleep with a man who was as old as my father. But the last surprise was that the last guy to show up was Black! I could only hope I didn't have to go into my bedroom with him.... I was starting to root for my husband to win that last hand!

The men smoked cigars and drank whisky and beer until about midnight when the Black man, Lt. Jackson announced it was time for the last hand. I had been fetching beers and refilling drinks and emptying ashtrays all night and was about ready for bed when he said this. I was instantly awake, I guess I had put it out of my mind a little as the evening had drug on. I was escorted to the table where Lt. Jackson made a little speech, congratulating my husband on joining the force and getting involved with it in such a big way, which caused a little outburst of laughter. He then turned to me and asked if I was aware of what went on before the last hand.

I nodded, and he asked me to say for all of the guys what that was. I told him that I was supposed to dance on the table for a song, then pull my panties down and leave them on the table, and the winner of the last hand would get an hour alone with me. He smiled and pulled his chair out and helped me up on the table. I danced to a song someone had put on the stereo, then pulled my panties off quickly and stepped out of them leaving them on the table. My husband helped me down and I stood off to the side.

Lt. Jackson had the deal and the men all got their cards. It was just 5 cards and the highest hand won, nothing fancy. All the cards were dealt face up and my husband got two kings and I was feeling a lot better when Lt. Jackson got his second ace. My heart fell and he ended up with two aces and two deuces. Two pair. My husband didn't want to look at me as he started to pick up the cards. Lt. Jackson stood up and said he would see everyone at work later, and took me by the arm and led me to our bedroom, where he locked the door behind us.

He asked me if I had ever been with a black man before and I told him I had not. I asked him how old he was and he told me 57. God, he was two years older than my dad. He told me to take my clothes off and get on the bed and he would be out of the bathroom in a minute. I did as I was told, and laid on the bed under the covers with the lights out. He came out of the bathroom and turned on the lights and pulled the covers completely off the bed, telling me I wouldn't be needing anything on me besides him.

His dick was HUGE! I had never seen anything like it before. It wasn't completely hard and was as thick as my wrist. I must have looked scared as he laughed and told me that it would fit when he was done, and I would be begging for more. He got next to me and told me to suck him hard. I told him I really didn't like to do that and he laughed again and said I had a lot to learn. That I was his for one hour to do ANYTHING he wanted with and I needed to get used to that real quick since I was wasting HIS time.

I told him I really didn't know how, and he just got right up over me and put it in my mouth. It was so big only the head would fit in. He told me to lick on it and suck it so I did. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, and soon it was hard. He pulled it out of my mouth and got between my legs. I felt him put it right at my slit and gently try to work it in. I told him there were condoms in the drawer and again he just laughed, saying that he didn't use them. I started to clinch up saying I wasn't on the pill, and he said that he would pull out if he wanted to. I told him my husband always wore one and he had never even been inside me before without one. He said there's a first time for everything and then thrust it inside me. It was uncomfortable at first, but I soon got used to it. He started to hump on me pretty hard. I wasn't as scared since my period was just over and I wasn't in a bad time, but I felt sad my husband wasn't the first man to come inside me.

He was really riding me hard and had his hands under my ass, pulling it into his thrusts. I started to come for the first time and it was explosive! I hunched up against his cock as I quivered and shook from the hardest orgasm I had ever had. I laid back after a moment just spent and with him still on top of me buried to the hilt. I can't describe how it felt other than to say, I could have laid there forever, I felt so good and full, and satisfied.

After a while he started to pump me again. Faster and faster until I could feel myself coming again. I was only barely aware that I screaming fuck me fuck me and faster faster.......my husband told me that later. When I exploded the second time, he emptied his balls into my womb. I could feel it when he came in me. It was a natural feeling and I came again at the thought of this man emptying his essence inside me. I remember screaming yes yes yes over and over very loud.

I was out of gas at this point. He pulled it out of me with a plop. and laid down next to me. He asked me how I liked it. I told him it was great. He asked if it was better than being with my husband. I lied and told him it was just different. But it was better.....in every way. He was bigger and harder and longer and thicker and just had more stamina. I had never come vaginally with my husband before, but here I had come several times with a complete stranger!

Lt. Jackson mentioned that the hour was almost up and he was ready to go. I got up and found a pair of panties and put my dress and blouse back on. and went back out to the den with him. My husband was sitting there with all the other men! They hadn't left but stayed and listened to me yelling and screaming from the bedroom. I was so embarrassed! Lt. Jackson took me in his arms and kissed me and told the other guys that I was a real "wildcat" in bed, and that he was looking forward to the next poker game.

Then he told me that since it was getting late, I should give the boys a show. I said what kind of a show, and he told me to take my clothes off and dance a round a little. I started to protest and he said his hour wasn't QUITE up anyway. I looked at my husband who was looking a little peaked and he just shrugged. The music was put back on and I started to dance around the room. I took my top off and was bare chested, then took my skirt off and was just in my panties. Lt. Jackson told me to go ahead and take my panties off. I did as I was told and slid them off. I could feel the stickiness starting to drip out of me a little, but I continued to dance for the officers.

Lt. Jackson told me to get closer to each guy and let him see what he was missing up close. I did that and some of the guys pulled me down on their laps and started to kiss me and French me. I was getting very turned on a again and didn't try to put a stop to it. My husband wasn't either. I noticed that some of the men had the pants down and were stroking their cocks. The next guy I danced over to pulled me down on his lap and his cock went right in my already loose pussy. He pumped about ten times and shot his load in me.

I looked at my husband who had gotten up and gone in the kitchen and was looking out through the window into the den at me. The next man sat me on his lap and entered me the same way. He pumped a few times and also shot his load into my sopping pussy. The next guy laid me down, and got on me. I thought he was going to put it my pussy too, but he slid it right in my ass and pumped me for about two minutes then exploded into my ass. Another first my husband didn't get to do...... The last guy wanted me to blow him. I sucked his cock for ten minutes and he pulled out and shot it all over my face and then wiped his cock off on my hair.

I laid down on the floor, feeling come dripping out of most of holes as the guys all packed up and left, telling me they would see me next time. They all shook hands with my husband on the way out, welcoming him into the "club". After he locked the door and turned the music off, he sat down on the floor beside me. I was covered with come & felt totally nasty and filthy. He told me he loved me and told me thanks for getting him in the "club". I asked him what the stuff was about a "next time" and he said that they did it about twice a year, but that sometimes if they really liked a girl they did it more often. I asked him if he thought they really liked me. He told me that once I started yelling from the bedroom, they all decided to stick around and see what happened, so he thought that yes they did like me... a lot...

I asked him if he was disgusted with me for being a slut. He told me it was the hottest thing he had ever seen. I told him that Lt. Jackson and the other guys fucked me without condoms, and that it was a safe time for me, but I was sorry he wasn't the first. He said that it was ok and I shouldn't let it bother me, that it didn't bother him, but he was really horny right now and could I see fit to let him put it in me too?

I told him sure, I could take one more. We went in the bedroom, and I started for the shower but he told me he wanted me just like I was. I was too tired to argue and laid on the bed. He mounted me and I just spread my legs and laid there while he slid his penis into my gaping pussy. He pumped for a few minutes and added his load to the other guys.

I guess I was a big hit with the officers as they have made our house a regular stop on the poker party circuit. I tried to schedule them around safe times but I guess I wasn't as sure as I could have been as I'm 3 months pregnant now. I'm not sure whose baby it is. It could be my husbands I guess. There's been 9 different men fuck me since the parties started and 3 of them were black. I can only hope it wasn't one of them, but you never know till the babies born I guess.

The guys have really liked the fact my titties have gotten larger, and the parties have pretty much just turned into gang bangs instead of card games. My husband seems to enjoy them as much as I do, and we will continue them as long as I am physically able to. My husband has already gotten a promotion and it's just been a little over a year since he started with the force. Some of the guys come over and spend the night when my husband pulls a night shift. The best was Lt. Jackson and the other two black guys. They were there when my husband left for the shift and were there when he got back, still fucking me in every hole. I have a feeling that was the night I was knocked up. I can only hope the baby isn't black. I don't how I could explain that to my parents and family.

************************8 months later****************************** I delivered a baby months ago. It was black as I suspected. We gave him up for adoption to the son and daughter of one of the black officers who has been fucking me. I will miss seeing my baby a lot, but I know this was for the best. I have gotten a NORPLANT put in and have been having sex again with most of the officers. A rigorous exercise program has me looking pretty good already and some of the officers have said I ought to start dancing at a topless bar in Dallas they all hang out in.

I have an audition scheduled for next week and am pretty turned on about the idea of doing this, at least for a while. My husband thinks it's a great idea and is all for it.
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