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Subject: {ASSM} Wedded Bliss by Delta Venus {slut wife}
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Wedded Bliss - a Slutty Anita Story
 by Delta Venus

Copyright 2009


My wife Anita is a slut. She was a slut before we got married, and
remained a slut afterwards. It is one of many reasons I love her, and
asked her to marry me. She mellowed out with me after the marriage,
but stayed true to her nature. She thought she was keeping her slutty
behavior a secret from me, but I have known about it all along. I
waited patiently until what I felt was the right moment, then revealed
that I knew everything, and furthermore had a few secrets of my own,
including the fact that our four children are not mine biologically.
Since she couldn't bear to have me reveal everything, and lose a
substantial inheritance from her ultra-conservative parents, divorce
was out of the question, and I was in the driver's seat - she would
remain a slut. No more hiding it from me. No longer would she be a
slut only for strangers and others. She would be -my- slut. (see
"Tricked Wife")


Our wedding anniversary was coming up, and I decided to do it up big.
We would have a renewal of our vows in a public ceremony, and then a
second honeymoon in Jamaica. I laid down some rules for Anita, and
told her if she didn't agree, there would be no ceremony. If she
couldn't follow them, there would be no trip to Jamaica. First, she
would have to get fucked in her wedding dress as close to the ceremony
as possible, and not by me. Next, she would have to agree to fuck
anyone that propositioned her that day, no exceptions. Lastly, she
would have to suck off as many of the guests as she could, save their
cum in a jar, and present it to me at the end of the night. She
shuddered a little, but knowing that she has no choice but to do what
I ask, and probably also because it appealed to her trampy nature, she
quickly agreed to the rules.


We sent the kids off to my mother out of state before the ceremony, no
need to expose them to our x-rated antics. We would be doing our thing
under a lot of people's noses, and the risk of exposure or being
witnessed was very real. They were going to stay with her anyways, as
we didn't want them tagging along for our honeymoon, and I can't say
they were upset about skipping out early, they probably thought the
whole wedding thing was rather boring.


I had a few suprises in store for Anita at the ceremony, and she
managed a big one for me. My best man, Dan, was going to be in on the
fun. He deserved a reward. He has known about how slutty Anita is, as
he is the only friend I have that knows I had a vasectomy, and he kept
his mouth shut through all four of Anita's pregnancies. He must have
figured that if I knew and didn't care, that it wasn't any of his
business. That is a good friend! So he would get the 'mi casa es su
casa, mi puta es su puta' treatment. (My house is your house, my whore
is your whore, for those who haven't been exposed to much Spanish).
The minister was an old college chum named Dave, who would also be in
on the fun. His credentials were mail-order, but quite legal, and he
had a history of hanging with hippie communes, free love, nudism, etc.
He would fit right in to my plans for the evening.


Her suprise was who she got to fuck her before the ceremony, I caught
a glimpse of him sneaking into the dressing area. It was the guy who
had videotaped their rough ass fucking in Anita's little apartment on
the side, before I had revealed to her that I knew everything about
her secret slutty lifestyle. He brought his camera this time, too. I
got to see the video later, and it is now my favorite. He really
ravished and ravaged my second time bride-to-be, sparing no hole and
holding back nothing. No wonder she looked so flushed and woozy as she
made her way down the aisle!


Anita looked incredible and very sexy in her white wedding gown, with
all the trimmings, little bows, veil, and all that. We stood up before
Dave, with Dan at my side, and did our rather traditional and boring
saying of the vows and exchanging of rings. I was more than a little
excited, though, to see the hickey on Anita's neck, and a few finger
marks exposed in her cleavage. I wondered if anyone else could see
them, or if you needed to be as close to her as I was to notice. I
knew she was most likely leaking that rough trade dude's sperm from
her now well covered snatch. If only the guests knew!


After the ceremony, we ushered everyone out to head off to the
reception party, which was at a different location. As soon as
everyone else was gone, Dan, Dave, Anita and I went back inside to
have a special little private ceremony. Anita was made to kneel in
front of Dave while we recited our vows. This set was a little
different.


"Do you take this woman, whenever and however you want, to fuck, to
pimp, to offer to others, sparing no hole, to be your whore and slave
for as long as you both shall live?"


"I do."


"Do you surrender to this man, to be his whore, to fuck, to suck, to
give your body freely to whomever he may choose, to be his sexual
slave in every aspect of life, so long as you both shall live?"


"I do."


"As a token of the commitment you have just made, you must suck the
Best Man and the Minister, taking their precious semen upon your
slutty veiled face."


Dan and Dave had their dicks out as quick as could be, and Anita took
up her veil just enough to get them into her mouth. She made quick
work of it, both cocks getting a royal sucking, one after the other,
and sometimes both in her mouth at the same time. Dan was the first to
spurt, aiming well, and coating the veil across Anita's face. Dave let
loose shortly after that, muttering "Bless you, whore" as he also
coated the veil with a large sticky load.


"You may kiss the bride."


I had to peel the veil up, as it was sticking to her face with all the
semen the two of them had shot on it. I kissed my wife passionately,
and could taste their dicks upon her lips, as well as a little of the
semen that had managed to soak through the veil. We all were laughing
and giggling at this point, as we made our way out to the cars to head
off to the reception. I ditched the veil, and wiped the slime off of
Anita's face, and off my own as well. It didn't take long to get to
the party, and get things in full swing. We cut the cake, and made a
toast. Then Anita threw the bouquet to the single ladies. We had
thought about leaving a treat hidden in it, but thought better of it
at the last moment, no sense pressing our luck.


Next it was time for me to throw the garter to the single men. I made
quite a show out of Anita's sexy legs, clad in their white fishnet
hose, while retrieving the garter to throw. The DJ did the obligatory
"stripper" music while I was horsing around, it was great! I was very
careful not to raise her skirt too high, I wanted a peek, but I didn't
want to risk the audience getting one. Good thing, too, because she
had on no panties and her puffy, swollen pussy looking well fucked and
was still openly dripping cum. I could have stared at her lovely well-
used fuck box for hours, but I had to play it cool. I tossed the
garter, and wondered if the guy who caught it would smell what I
smelled as I pulled it off. It wasn't soaking, but I'm sure it had a
little goo on it, as some had run down Anita's smooth, sexy thigh on
that side.


We did the first dance to "You Shook Me All Night Long", and the party
got into full swing, helped along by an open bar. Anita kept
disappearing in the company of different guys throughout the evening,
usually only for a few minutes. I was sure she was keeping to the
rules we had agreed on for the evening. I patiently waited, even
though I thought my cock might burst through my pants thinking about
what had already happened, what was likely happening right then, and
what would happen later when everyone had gone home


Finally the last of the guests had left, and we closed the party down
and went off to our hotel suite near the airport, where we would be
boarding a plane for Jamaica in the morning. Dave and Dan stayed
behind to clean up and take care of things for us, so we could have
our own special moment.


"I had a hell of a time collecting cum in the jar," Anita told me. "No
problem at all getting guys to let me blow them, but getting the cum
collected was a bitch, especially without letting them know. I'm
afraid I wound up swallowing some of it, but I still got plenty for
you."


"Did you get fucked? Did anyone ask to fuck you?"


"No. I had to proposition everyone I sucked off. No one would make a
move, and even after I offered to suck them, they never asked to fuck
me. Sorry, baby!"


"That's OK. I saw that guy you fucked just before the ceremony, so I'm
sure you didn't need any more fucking, he probably pounded the hell
out of you. By the way, the hickey and the bruises on your breasts
were a nice touch, slut." I laughed.


"Fuck, I tried to get him to take it easy, I didn't want it too
obvious I had just been banged hard as I walked down the aisle. I
think one of my friends may have noticed."


"I thought it was great. Is that the jar on the nightstand? Good! Get
up on the bed, whore. Hike that skirt up around your waist, and spread
your slutty legs for me. Damn! He did go to town on you, didn't he?
Fucked you in the ass, too, I see. Well, I'm just going to have to
work that slutty pussy some more, whore."


I grabbed the jar, and pulled out a turkey baster from my luggage. I
dipped the baster into the jar, which had a substantial amount of
sticky white cum in it, and sucked the tube full. I dribbled a little
from the end onto Anita's still puffy lips for lube, although the load
still leaking out from deep inside would probably have done the job. I
slid the baster between her now well lubed lips, and gave the bulb a
squeeze, pumping her pussy full of strange men's semen. I dipped and
filled the baster twice more, squeezing gobs of white cream into her
cunt each time. There was still some stuff sticking to the jar, so I
stuck my cock into the jar and swirled it around, lubing my shaft well
with the last of the cum Anita had collected sucking cocks at the
reception. I shoved my cock into Anita's creamy cunt, causing an
incredible amount of sperm to squirt out with loud bubbling noises as
I displaced it inside her very full hole. She was so ready, and so
slick, I wasted no time, and began pounding into her hole with all the
force I could bear. The noises were incredibly nasty, sloshing and
bubbling, squishy and farty. I couldn't think of a sluttier, nastier
thing to be doing, fucking like bunnies in heat, lubed up with the
semen of many men who had just watched us be married in church! Anita
must have thought it was fucking hot, too, from the way she tore up my
back, to the cat-like mewling noises that came out of her mouth.


I couldn't last long. I'd been turned on for hours, and the sensations
of her hot, tight cunt gripping away at me, sliky slick with semen,
were indescribably intense. I pulled out of her sloppy hole, and shot
my own load right into her open mouth. I made her clean all the cum
off my cock, and it took her more than a few licks to get it all. Then
I dived into her muff, and sucked and licked all those guy's loads
from her slutty slot. That was close to an all night chore! Anita
loved every lick of it, and came too many times to count. We finally
collapsed from exhaustion, but just before we slid away into peaceful
slumber, I spoke.


"I can't wait until we get to Jamaica, baby, and kick this honeymoon
into gear. Slut!"


"Oh my God!"


         DV

http://www.geocities.com/delta_venus_x/

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