Hi I’m Charlotte.  My husband recently showed me you’re website, I love the letters, and that has prompted me to write how I went from a fairly shy teenager to becoming a slut wife. Firstly, let me tell you that very few people call me Charlotte, I either get called Lottie, Lot or Winalot.  The name is derived derivative from “Want A Lot”.  It started shortly after I turned seventeen.  I was a virgin, but my best friend wasn’t.  Mia had a regular boyfriend or so I thought and she was quite boastful about what they got up to and I was totally jealous.

Besides the fact that Mia was six months older than me, she had Barry, known as “Triple B” (Barry Big Balls) or B. for short.  He was tall and handsome and as his name implied he had big balls.  Depending on what he was wearing they could often be seen rolling around in his trousers or jeans.  One day I got up the courage to tell Mia how jealous of her I was.  She laughed at first but was soon telling me that B. wasn’t really her boyfriend, whilst they were friends, and he did sometimes fuck her, they were just buddies.  She kept him around as her parents liked him and thought they were a couple or item as we called it then.  That kept them off her back as they thought he was a nice boy and Mia laughed that her mother liked taking a peek and seeing his balls rolling around in his trousers.  I laughed loudly at that.  She added that the arrangement was good for both of them as he not only fucked Mia but also other girls and she was clear to fuck other guys.

Now I felt really jealous and wanted to know more. I confessed that I was still a virgin.   Although I had fondled a few cocks and had a few hands in my panties, but that so far was as far as I had been.  Mia suggested that if I wanted to lose my virginity B. was as good as anyone to take it for me as he was fairly good and knew what he was doing.  She told me that to date he had taken four girls virginity from them, she being one of them.   She even said she could arrange it for me.  I was surprised that she would just lend him to me just like that.

Three days later during lunch break Mia and I sneaked away from school and went round B’s house.  His father was there and he gave the two of us dirty looks as we went with upstairs with B. to his bedroom.  I was nervous and to be honest more than a little scared.  Mia sat on a chair watching as B. undressed me.  Then he undressed himself.  Boy he did have big balls but at five inches his cock wasn’t quite so impressive.  Any way B. soon had me on the bed and suggested that I suck his cock to get it fully hard.  I looked at Mia and she nodded to me to say to do it.  It felt so strange in my mouth as I tried to suck it without gagging.  B. said that he had enough and that I would need much more practice at that.  Then B. was off the bed and picking up a polaroid camera.  It was now that I could see that B’s. cock had grown to a little over six inches with my sucking even if I wasn’t that good at it yet.

B. explained that he wanted a record of my pussy before and afterwards.  He had me pull my pussy lips as far apart as I could as he took a photo, and then he did something I wasn’t expecting.  He stuck his tongue out and licked my pussy.  I jumped with surprise and fear, but B. held me still by my hips and took several long licks up my and down my crack to my nub.  That felt better than any fingers that I had had in my panties and could feel a warmth spreading out from my pussy.  I’m not sure just how long B. was licking me for but it felt like ages and to be honest I didn’t want him to stop.

Stop he did, causing disappointment.  Then he was between my legs telling me to hold on tight and before I knew it a pain tore through me from my pussy.  He was in me and although when I had sucked it, it hadn’t felt that big, now inside of me it felt massive.  B. was holding me down and still, and he was remaining still.  I could feel the pain subsiding before B. started to fuck me properly.  It fairly quickly went from pain to a feeling I had never felt before but already knew that I liked it and would be wanting, no, needing much more of it.

I had what I later discovered was a small orgasm, and then B. was hammering into me and grunting.  Then I felt a warm feeling inside me.  As he pulled out I discovered that there was an awful lot of cum in me.  Before B. allowed me to move he took the after shot of my pussy as he held my pussy apart with his other hand.  There was cum everywhere.

Mia helped me to get cleaned up and then we had to get back to school.  I felt knock kneed the rest of the day thinking that I still had his cock in me and needed to stop it or anything else falling out. At the end of the day as Mia and I walked home she asked me how I felt.  I told her it was all good, although it felt just a little sore down there and still a bit strange.  Mia laughed saying that now I could get some of that practice that B. suggested.  I wasn’t sure what she meant, but I was soon to find out.

A few weeks later she had me lie to my stepmother that I was having a sleepover at her house on Friday night.  When I turned up at her house she told me my clothes were all inappropriate for where we were going.  I was soon wearing a blouse that was too tight and no bra, along with a really shirt skirt and a G string.  I had never worn a G string before.  Mia laughed that if I didn’t like it go without any panties.   I had to wear my own shoes as my feet were bigger than Mia’s but she said nobody would be looking at my shoes.  I asked where we were going and all Mia would say was it was a party.  I was quite excited as we left her house.  Although her father’s comment that we looked like a pair of whores did concern me just a little.

At the end of the road, we were met by a man in his car.   Mia obviously knew him and jumped in the front seats and I got in the back.  The man was probably in his late twenties.  He commented that we both looked good enough to eat.  Mia answered that she hoped so.  The journey was short and when we arrived and got in the house it soon became apparent that we two were the party.  All the men seemed to be in their late twenties or early thirties.  There wasn’t what I call a dud between them, and as Mia got straight down to sucking one of the men’s cocks, I thought ok why not, I’m not a virgin anymore.

It wasn’t long before the pair of us were naked and sucking cocks.  There were so many to choose from and they all looked so different.  Different lengths and thicknesses and some had floppy skin and others had shiny heads.   I soon learnt that the latter ones had been circumcised and had looked like the others before the snip.  I quickly decided that I would try as many as I could.  Some of the men had other ideas, and as Mia was put into the doggy position so was I.  We faced the opposite directions so I was able to watch the first cock penetrate Mia’s pussy before my vision was blocked as another cock filled my mouth.  Then I felt what was to be the first of many cocks penetrating my pussy.

I sucked and fucked just about as many as I could before telling them I had to stop.  I had an aching jaw and a sore pussy, also my pussy was quite squelchy as it now contained the cum from many men, probably seven if I counted right.  As most of the men dispersed and left, there were just two men left and one led me upstairs to a bedroom while the other did the same with Mia.  The man wanted a turn or possibly a second turn with my pussy, but I told him I was too sore.  After sucking my tits and I sucked his cock we finally went to sleep. 

I woke to hear the moans from Mia in the next room as the man with her pounder her pussy yet another time.  My man woke and wanted the same and I let him fuck me as I lay on my stomach.  I was still just a little sore and was glad that he didn’t last that long before coming in me.  A short while later Mia and I had dressed and we were driven back to Mia’s house.  I couldn’t believe that I had let so many men use me, but to be honest if it wasn’t for getting a bit sore I thoroughly loved it.  The rest of the weekend Mia and I spent quietly as we recovered from our gangbang.  It had been my first gangbang, but Mia told me it was her seventh or possibly eighth time and not all with the same men.

Come midweek I was yearning another cock in me and when I saw B. I told him I was ready for some more practice.  Instantly he knew what I meant and needed.  He told me to meet him at his home the following lunch time as we should have the place to ourselves.  It seemed a terribly long wait but finally lunch break was coming.  For once I didn’t tell Mia what I was up to and managed to slip away on my own.  When I arrived at B’s and knocked the door his father answered the door with a huge grin on his face.  As he let me in I told him I was meeting B.   Just as I told him that I received a text saying that B. wasn’t going to be able to get home and he would make it up to me. 

I told Mr. B that I had just received a text saying B. wasn’t going to be able to make it.  I was about to turn around and leave but Mr. B told me that he could help me instead.  I looked at him confused at what he had just said.  Mr. B added that he had seen my photos and he would love some of that.  I had no idea how Mr. B. had come to see the photos but I think I started to blush.  I was now in two minds.  Do I run while I can or do I find out if what Mr. B.  wants is the same as my pussy was screaming for.  My pussy won out.  I tried to be cool and asked Mr. B. what could he ever mean.  Mr. B. made sure that there was no ambiguity as he told me that he intended to give me a damn good shagging.

Instantly I could feel my pussy getting wet.  I was soon being led upstairs, but this time into his bedroom where my clothes met the floor quicker than I could ever remember.  Then Mr. B. stripped off.  He didn’t have the big balls his son had but his cock was a bit bigger and he wasn’t circumcised like his son was.  I was soon getting that practice that his son had promised me as I found myself sucking Mr. B’s. cock.  At the same time, he was on top of me licking my juicy wet pussy.

Then I was getting the ragging he promised me as he took me doggy style.  He wasn’t kidding when he told me he was going to give me a damn good shagging.   Afterwards I was going to get dressed and get back to school before I was missed, but Mr. B. had other ideas as he had me suck him again and then fucked me in the missionary position. While he fucked me I tried to compare him with his son.  To be honest size and shape doesn’t make that much difference unless it is really big.  It is down to how the owner uses it and both B. and Mr. B. were both quite good compared to the other men that had shagged me at the party.  By the time we had finished it was far to late to return to school, so I walked back home with my pussy squelching with his cum in me.  I told my stepmother that I didn’t feel that well and sloped straight off to my bedroom.

Later Mia rang me and asked me where I had got to, and that she had told our teacher that I wasn’t feeling well and that I had gone home.  She had covered for me.  I told Mia that I had sloped off to see B., but he hadn’t turned up.  Mia asked why I hadn’t returned to school then.  She laughed when I told her that I had ended up screwing B’s dad.  Mia told me that I was a dirty little slut and that she was jealous as she had often looked at his dad and wondered had he the same sized balls.  I told her that his balls were smaller but his cock was bigger.  Mia laughed saying she would have to see and try it for herself.

I did get that shagging from B. that he promised me along with another fuck from his dad a few days later.  Then my world was collapsing.  I missed my period.  Two days later Mia and I were in the school toilets as I did a pregnancy test.   I almost fainted when Mia told me the test was positive and that I was pregnant.  She told me that I was stupid and that she thought that I was on the pill.  I asked what I should do.  Mia didn’t have any good ideas.  I knew I couldn’t tell my dad, he would go spare and probably throw me out the house.  I decided to tell my stepmother.

She laughed at me and told me that she always thought that I would end up as a dirty slut and pregnant.  She said that by thirty I would probably be broke, pregnant with at least half a dozen brats hanging off my arms.  She offered me no help.  Eventually I went to my real mum.  She always seemed so stuck up and I expected a similar reaction to my stepmother’s.  Instead, she asked me who the father was.  I tried not to answer her, but after her insisting several times I told her that B. had taken my virginity.  Well, he had, but I failed to add that I had been screwed by seven or eight other men since then.  My mother told me she needed to meet B.  Then she calmly asked how I knew I was pregnant.  I showed her the test I had taken.

My mother disappeared for twenty minutes to the chemists and returned with two more tests and I was soon doing them.  The results hadn’t changed and my mother calmly asked did I want to keep it.  I told her there was no way that I wanted to be pregnant or saddled with a baby at my age.  My mother made several phone calls and then told me that I could have an abortion in a few days time if that was what I wanted.  Was I relieved when my mother went with me to a clinic and we eventually returned to her house minus a belly full of babies.  The following day I was at the doctors with my mother.   I was quickly put on the pill.

I was so relieved and happy that my mother supported me and helped me through it.  When I finally returned to school Mia wanted to know all about it.  The other thing I had to do was to take B. to see my mother on her insistence.  I warned B. about what might get thrown his way and what I had told my mother.  To my surprise my mother was very good with B.  My mother was soon telling B. that he was stupid not taking responsibility for getting me pregnant, or worse still for not taking responsibility for taking precautions in the first place.  B. told my mother that I hadn’t told him that I was pregnant and had he known he would have supported me.  Then we went out for a meal at a restaurant.  During the meal, during various conversations, I could tell my mother quite like B.  Eventually she dropped both of us back to my father’s house.

I saw my mother again a few days later.  To my amazement she mentioned just how big B. appeared to be between his legs.  I tried to sound naive as I asked weren’t all men the same size down there.  My mother stated that they most certainly wasn’t.  Then she said she like him and he seemed a nice lad and I should try to keep hold of him.  From that day forward B. became my stand in boyfriend as well as Mia’s.  B. liked it as he now had two pussies to keep happy as well as anyone else he wished to see.  My only reservations were that my mother had taken a shine to B. and he knew it and I worried that he might just take advantage of my mother.

It was just after my pills had kicked in and I was safe from further pregnancies, I was out with Mia again and we were the centre of another party.  Only six this time and I quickly decided that I was going to fuck all six of them as well as suck them.  I think Mia also did her part as I was eventually led away to bed with two of the men as Mia was taking a good spit roasting.  That night in bed was my first time of getting double penetrated.  In fact, it was the first time that I had anal sex.  It was ok but not my favourite thing.  I would have preferred to have been spit roasted like Mia.  I’m still not a fan of anal intercourse.

I slept with B., his father, several boys from school as well as many more men at parties before I finished school and started work in a local factory.  I soon found that I had a new untapped resource of men to shag me.  Eventually I shagged the right man and found myself getting promoted for it.  That led to a second and third promotions with further shaggings.  Then one of what we called the big bosses spotted me at a Christmas party.  He made it pretty clear that a regular shag would see me getting further training as well as a good promotion.  I quickly blew a meeting with B. to go off to shag the big boss.

In no time at all I was getting training both inside and external to the company.  A few more shags with the big boss before I was confirmed in the post.  It was a few weeks later when Mia and I attended yet another party, where we knew we was going to be the party.   Just before the party Mia told me that she was pregnant and it was past the point of getting an abortion like I had.  I asked what the hell was she going to do.  Mia laughed and told me that she had told one of the men from work she had shagged that it was his and he had accepted her story and asked her to marry him.  She then told me that she had said yes.  My best mate was pregnant and marrying some poor sap and here she was about to get fucked silly by a bunch of men.  I told Mia that I doubted that any marriage wouldn’t last sleeping around like this.  Mia said she would have to try, and she would have to temper her shagging around.

We had a great night and I sucked and fucked as many men as I could.  Mia did the same.  I think I had eventually sucked all of them and fucked nine out of the twelve men that were there.  Mia also seemed to be getting through men as quickly as I was.  When we got back to Mia’s house she told me that evening was her last gangbang.  She handed me a little book with names and numbers in it and said if I wanted to continue I would need the book.

I tried to limit the amount of men that I was seeing, although both B. and his father did get some more of my pussy.  Over the next year or so I also limited the amount of men from work that I saw as my job was quite high profile now.  I could still hear rumours of my past conquests rumbling around.  To kill that, I saw another company advertising for staff and I went for it.  To my amazement I got the job.  It was a good step up and I decided that sleeping around at work was finished with as I didn’t want to have to change jobs again.  I needed to look respectable. 

 Several months later, it was after shagging B. that he surprised me when he told me he loved me.  That was the very first time any man had said that to me.  There were plenty that said they loved fucking me but B. was the first to say it was me he loved.  I wondered if he was going to say anything else.  It didn’t come, although he did, and those balls filled me up again.

I had one last gangbang with six men before B. elaborated and asked me to marry him.  I asked him was he sure as he knew that I saw other men.  B’ told me that Mia had informed him about the gang bangs we had attended together.  He said he also knew that besides him, I had shagged several lads at school as well as the men in gang bangs and a stream of blokes from work.  He said that he was no angel either, as besides Mia and the other girls who had lost their virginities to him, he had slept with quite a number of other women including three married women.  He didn’t say how many but he hinted that it was quite a lot.  I started to tell him that I had also been with his father, but B. stopped me and told me that he already knew.  He added that even if we married he didn’t expect that I would ever stay faithful and he said that he probably wouldn’t be able to either.

B. was offering me a marriage that would be an open marriage if I accepted.  I asked could I think about it and B. was very good as he joked as long as the answer was yes when I eventually gave him an answer.  I went home with my belly full of B’s cum thinking about his offer.  A few days later I was having dinner with my mother and told her that B. had proposed to me.  My mother for once wasn’t that straight faced as she said that if a man with that big a cock was wanting to marry her she would say yes in a heartbeat.  I was a bit surprised at her reply, but it helped me make up my mind.  I did wonder had she guessed how big his cock got or had she seen it or even worse tried it.  I couldn’t shout if they had fucked, as I had fucked his dad.

Just four months later we were married.  B. was the first to break our vows when I caught him with some bimbo in our bed.  After he kicked her out, he was telling me her was sorry for doing it in our bed.  He never did apologise for just shagging her, just for doing it in our bed.  I was soon retaliating with two of the men from Mia’s book.  After that we agree no sex with others in our house.  It wasn’t said but we both also knew that meant that anything outside the house was ok.  I was soon back to screwing two or three men at a time and I knew that B’ was doing ok as well as he sometimes didn’t even come home that night.

It was just after our second wedding anniversary and I was dropping some things off at B’s dads house.  I hadn’t slept with him since we agreed to get married, but I quickly knew from the grin on his face that was about to change and just ten minutes later he was screwing me from behind on the stairs.  Afterwards I decided to tell B.   He didn’t blink an eye at my confession, in fact he even looked excited.  That night we had a great time screwing each other’s brains out.  Afterwards B. told me that he also had a confession.  I asked what had he been up to.  He told me that he had bumped into Mia as she walked her little boy to play group.  I hadn’t see her in ages and asked how she was.  B. just said she was just as good a fuck as she had ever been.

A week later we both met up with Mia and her husband.  Over drinks we talked in front of Mia’s husband about the old days, omitting the fucking around of course.  It wasn’t long before Mia signalled to me to join her in the toilets.  Once out of the men’s earshot she told me that she was crawling up the walls and needed a damn good shagging.  I joked that I thought that B. had done that for her.  Mia looked sheepish and I had to assure her it was ok.  Mia then told me that since being married and having her lad she had only cheated on her husband twice.  I joked once with the Army and then again with the Navy.  Mia laughed and said she wished.  Then she said besides B. she had only seen one other man and he was married and quickly ran back to his wife.

I asked what if I could organise a good night out with plenty of cocks.  Mia said there was just two problems, her husband, and her son.  I offered M. to take care of her husband and said she would have to make her own plans for her son.  A week later M. was taking Mia’s old man to a motor museum and then on the way home I told M. to go on a pub crawl before dropping him back home.  Mia had organised her lad staying overnight with her mother.  She had told her husband that she was going to meet some old school mates and was staying overnight at our house afterwards.  It was a girls night out. 

Mia was like a kid in a toy store the moment she saw that we had eleven men between us as we entered Alf’s house.  Even before I was naked Mia was riding her first cock and taking turns sucking two more at the same time as she humped up and down on our host.  I was soon doing just as well.  Between us we sucked and fucked our way through the men.  When we finally got back to our house Mia told me that she thought that she had nine loads of spunk in her.  She joked that she wondered which one of them was about to become a dad.  I was shocked as the silly cow told me she had stopped taking the pill just after she got married.  She told me that as he hadn’t managed to get her pregnant again, she had been thinking that she would just have to get herself knocked up if she wanted a second child.  She had well and truly done that this evening.

Through the course of the evening, we not only sucked and fucked, we also consumed a fair drop of wine.  As we were driven home Mia was quite giggly.  Once indoors and after her confession indoor Mia giggled that she hoped that if she was pregnant she hoped it was B’s. and not just one of the men that just screwed us.  I hadn’t thought about that possibility.  As I tried to sober her up a bit for bed, B. came in.  In front of me Mia was all over him.  B. looked embarrassed and he was probably remembering our agreement of not fucking others in our house.

Although after my close shave of nearly having a kid, I had never had any maternal pangs to get pregnant again myself, but I could feel for those women that did.  I felt sorry that Mia was feeling that way and I gave B. a kiss and stroked his balls and told him to give Mia another good seeing to.  He seemed shocked but didn’t say no.  I went off to bed and I assumed that B. took Mia to the spare room.  I soon knew that he had as I could hear their bodies slapping together and then Mia moaning, followed by B. grunting.  It all went quiet as I fell asleep.  Next morning, they were hard at it again when I woke up.  Mia was yelling, “Yes Yes.”  Then B. grunted as he does when he pumps my pussy full of his cum.  He always provides a good amount.  After some breakfast B. dropped Mia back home.

When he returned home I asked him did he know he could be a dad. B. told me that if she was pregnant that was her own silly problem.  It was about ten weeks later when we saw Mia and her husband again and he was given their happy news that she was pregnant.  I could see B. looking sheepish, but then the conversation changed.  Mia suggested that we have another girls night out.  Even her husband said it was a good idea.  B. looked happy at the prospect that if Mia stayed at ours he would get to screw her again.  Well I could hardly tell him no after letting him break that rule once already.

Over the months we had quite a number of girls nights out and B ended up screwing Mia every time she stayed over.  I couldn’t complain as I got more than enough cock at the parties I set up for us.  After her second child was born we went to see the baby and then it was well over eight months before we partied again.  At least now she was back on the pill.  Eventually Mia and her husband and kids moved away due to his job.  That put paid to our girls nights out.   I was persuaded to continue with the parties by the lads, but I did limit the numbers as there was no way I could cope with a dozen or more cocks in a single night.    M. went back to doing what he did before Mia came back into our lives.

 I am now in my late forties and although I have slowed down, I still have parties but no more that three or four at a time and no ore often than bi monthly.   I still see the odd man in between.  M. still does his thing and I think he has a regular woman that he now sees.

I feel so lucky that I never had kids and that I was allowed to live and enjoy my life the way I wanted.  I love and thank B. regularly for loving me and allowing the freedom that I have.  He says that he is so lucky to have me and that I allow him his freedom as well.  What a great match we have had.   I just hope that long may it last.