We married young.... I was 20 and my wife just 18. The first few years were filled with constant sex and experimentation, she built an impressive collection of toys and sexy underwear, outdoor sex and car fun quickly became a regular occurrence and dirty talk was a constant avenue for fantasy sharing and confessions. It was during these dirty talks that the subject of past encounters would come up involving my wife and her exploits prior to meeting me. She led a squeaky clean life in a strict catholic household.... until she hit sweet sixteen that is. We met in September when we both started college, she looked so sweet and innocent but, my god she had been busy the past few months since finishing school. She had quickly gotten her virginity out the way with a friend when turning 16, it was an anti-climatic encounter and in her words was best described as five awkward minutes. She fucked him a few more times but she soon decided she needed some older guys to take the lead with her... and she was very intent on finding more than one. She took a summer job in a cafe at a tourist spot popular with 18-30 year-olds, an ideal location to meet and flirt with guys. She wasted no time at all and met her first of six different men she'll fuck that summer, she distinctly remembers to this day that she met him at 4 in the afternoon on the Sunday of her first weekend, just after 10 that night she was riding his cock in the back of his car. He was 20 years old, tall with an athletic build. He was visiting the area for the weekend and had his own car, at the time none the wiser my wife now suspects he had a girlfriend back home. He walked into the cafe with some mates just before closing time, 10 minutes of flirting later she had his number and the two spent the evening carrying on the flirtation by txt. Back then mobile phones and texts were a bit of a luxury, her parents had got her the phone so they and she could feel safer and stay in touch, little did they know it would become an integral tool in her becoming a summer slut. He picked her up at 10 and they headed back over to the cafe and parked up in a dark spot nearby. He had a big car, an offroader with the rear seats removed, providing plenty of space for her petite frame which was draped in a pretty summer dress. They wasted no time and were quickly making out in the front seat before he suggested they move into the back. My wife recalls how a rush of sexual excitement came over her, she started grabbing at his jeans and belt, she was desperate to see how big he was. He did not disappoint, his cock was long and think, almost twice the size of the friend she'd been fucking up to then. She challenged herself to take as much of it as possible in her mouth but, her cock sucking skills were not quite up to scratch at that time. Before this night she had only been fucked on her back or with her on top and despite years of practice making herself cum while playing with herself, she was yet to have an orgasm from sex. This night that all changed, he soon had her bent over in the back, her panties slipped to the side and his huge cock sliding into her soaking wet tight pussy. They fucked for a good half hour and she lost track of the various positions he had her in. She loved how controlling he was, finally a guy taking charge of her. She came twice, both while riding his cock. With time running out he decided to fuck her hard from behind again, with her eventually laying completely on her front and his whole weight laying over her as he ploughed into her teen pussy. When he was close enough to cumming he pulled out and grabbed her head, her mouth is what he wanted to finish him off. It wasn't long at all until he was shooting his load into her mouth and she swallowed every drop, cleaning up his fat cock like the good little slut she set out to be. He dropped her off at home and she soon went to bed with the taste of cum in her mouth and her pussy still wet from being freshly fucked. This was the night my wife to be was born a slut and she has never looked back.