From wife to slut: a new begining

The stranger leaves the ladies room and Misty follows a bit behind. Misty notices a flyer on the wall about a camping/party get-together for later this evening at a secluded campground just outside of their town. Misty removes the flyer and puts it into her purse. To her surprise the man she just screwed heads straight out of the bar. She is glad he doesn’t hang around afterward. His usefulness is finished and she doesn’t need him getting in the way of her and Dean. Misty heads past the bar towards the deck. She can see Dean sitting at the table. She notices he only has a few sips gone from his beer. She is happy to find the whole fuck session must have taken less time then expected. She grabs her beer and goes to stand at the railing of the deck. Dean follows suit and they stand watching the golfers. Dean jokingly asks if everything came out ok in the bathroom. Misty laughs.

Misty turns to face Dean. She keeps on talking to him as if nothing has just happened to her. She is surprised at how relaxed she is talking to her husband after just getting fucked a moment before. Then she feels it beginning to happen. She feels the first droplets of the freshly placed cum begin to leak from the open pussy. Misty knows with no panties cum will be free to run where it wants to. She doesn’t care. She wants it to slowly leak from her freshly fucked pussy. She feels it begin to run down her inner thigh. Slowly it runs lower and lower. Soon it will reach the hemline of her already short skirt. Her anticipation of when this man juice will come into view is driving her crazy. She parts her legs slightly so as not to interfere with the dripping cum. She feels the steady line of cum getting close to her inner knee. She knows it was in view now, but can not look down at it herself. Strangely, she feels what is like an orgasm beginning in her just from knowing her husband is bound to discover the leak from her pussy.

Dean turnd to face her. He continues to talk, but just isn’t looking in the right direction. Misty has to somehow get his attention in the right area. Misty loosens her shoe on the foot that isn’t on the leg having cum running down it. She removes her shoe and raises her foot wiggling her toes for Dean. “So does the pink make my toes look sexy for you, honey?” she asks him. This causes Dean to stare at her foot, which he already had a thing for. He doesn’t need excuses to look at her feet. Dean begins to get hard again as he thinks about how her pretty toes were painted. He slowly admires his beautiful wife’s legs. His eyes start at the bottom of the leg that has the shoe still on it and works upward. He looks at her ankle, her calf, and her knee. “What the hell is that on the inside of her knee“, he asks himself. Misty knows by his stare that he finally sees what he is sure to know is cum. Dean is staring intently. His mind fills with questions. Is he seeing what he thinks he is seeing? Is he seeing what he thinks he wants to see? Dean knows once again he can not come out and ask. If he was wrong about what he thinks he is seeing, Misty will never let him forget it. He certainly does not want to start a fight. He thinks he knows his wife, or does he? He is left trying to figure it out on his own. He hopes for it to be what he wants. Maybe it is sweat from the heat and his mind is just over active after seeing his wife’s exposed pussy at the salon. He is boiling with desire. His cock is like a stick of dynamite ready to explode at the slightest spark.

Now that Misty is sure he has seen cum running down her legs, she is amazed at how horny her husband is acting. She is surprised he has not asked about it yet. She figures he must not be sure, but his hard-on is obvious. She knows he must suspect it to be cum though. She is glad to be doing this to her husband. Now matter what she does, it is the fact she is making her husband so horny that she becomes even hornier. She feels more cum leaking out of her. Dean is still trying to talk to her, but his eyes keep drifting to her legs and feet. Misty feels cum at the opening of her pussy. She knows by how much has leaked out there must be more inside her. Feeling herself becoming extremely bold, she tightens her muscles and pushes just as Dean looks down again. A large gob of sperm is pushed from her pussy and lands on the ground between her feet. Dean almost spits his sip of beer out as he watches the drop hit the deck. Misty watches the front of his shorts getting damp. She has made him shoot off in his shorts without even touching him. She smiles at him and asks if the beer went down the wrong pipe as if she is not responsible for making him gag. Dean now wants to ask his wife so badly, but is still afraid of being wrong. If it isn’t cum, what is it? His mind races with alternatives to it being cum. Oh how badly he wants it to be cum.

Misty pulls the flyer from her purse and shows it to Dean. She asks him if he wants to go there for the party. He tells her that they don’t have time to get camping stuff together. Misty says that is all right and points out the flyer indicates the campground has open-air shelters that can be used, but will be shared by others at the sites. She also points out a minimal entrance fee that includes an open bar. Dean agrees they can go. Dean really isn’t interested in the camping or the party. He is motivated by the chance that he might get to fuck his beautiful wife in the woods just beyond where everybody is partying. His mind flashes with the visions of her exposing her pussy, and possibly leaking cum. He is growing more and more with the need to fuck her like a slut. He may be wrong and the flashing was accidental. He may be wrong and that might not of been cum dripping from her pussy. He doesn’t care. He wants to be right. He wants his wife to act like a slut. He wants to ravish her like never before.

Dean and Misty follow the directions to the campground. It is getting later in the afternoon and the sun will be setting soon. Driving for Dean is no treat either. He has a hard time keeping his eyes on the road. He keeps looking at the dried line running down Misty’s leg. Misty, on the other hand, pays no attention to her legs, or so she makes Dean think. She realizes Dean is still full of doubts and fears to speak about what he thinks he saw. He is glad however that his shorts are drying as well. He is embarrassed by his accident and doesn’t want Misty to notice. Dean is again beginning to be unable to control his pecker. It is developing a mind of its own. They turn off of the main road and follow a dirt road deep into the woods. They come to the parking area. Dean asks Misty of they needed anything. Misty responds with a wink, “Just me”. They lock the car and walk to the entrance. Dean pays the fee and in they go.

They walk around the campground for a while just taking in the surroundings. Misty can’t help but notice the groups of guys that have come camping together. There are different groups of men in different locations around the campground. With the free booze that is being provided by the campground, it is becoming very familiar to Misty and Dean that offers of drinks are being offered at almost every campsite they walk past. After every site it seems, they are saying no thank you or maybe we will be by later. Misty and Dean go to the bar and grab a bottle of rum for themselves. They take turns passing it back and forth between them. They head to the area where the free shelters are located. They want to see where they might sleep in the event they drink too much to drive back to town. They find the most secluded shelter. It is definitely off the main path and faces away from the main campground. The shelter though is in a close distance to a bathroom. Dean likes this one and wants to stake claim to it. Dean wants it because he figures he can get his wife to have sex with him just outside of it in the woods. There is sign up sheet for the shelter. The shelter will sleep twelve. Misty and Dean’s names fill the last two open spots on the list. Misty notices all ten other names on the list are men. No women here she thinks to herself.

Misty and Dean begin to socialize around the campground. They meet different people from different sites. All share in the festivities and booze. Dean is beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol he is consuming. He notices the booze is having an effect on his cock that he doesn’t want. He realizes it has been about 15 minutes from his last hard-on. “Damn”, he thinks, “that’s the longest I’ve gone soft all day”. Misty and Dean head back to the bar for another bottle of rum. Misty is obviously feeling the effects of the booze and is clinging on Dean. She is sucking his neck and telling him how much she wants him. She may have been drunk, but had the consciousness to tell him he will have to wait until they got home. She still doesn’t want to let him in on anything just yet. She figures she can sneak him into the woods and whisper what she has done in his ear just before he cums in her. They decide to take the bottle of rum back to the shelter and see if they can meet their shelter-mates for this night.