It started 40 years ago (Part 1)

The first time I Knew I was “special” was when a neighbor girl’s cousin let 5 guys from our neighborhood fuck her. When it was my turn, she looked at what I had to offer and said, “You got to watch. I think that’s good enough.” Then she let another guy fuck her a second time. A week later I watched the neighbor girl get fucked by another guy from the neighborhood. Afterward she told me that she would do me if I had more. She said she talked with her cousin. She said her cousin told her I wasn’t worth fucking.

I pulled out what I had and the neighbor girl told me that the guy she just got fucked by was way bigger than me. She asked me what happened to me. I wasn’t sure what was wrong with me. I just knew all the other guys in the neighborhood were getting laid and I wasn’t. I started watching guys go to certain girls houses and then I watched them through the windows. The one neighbor girl caught me once and looked in the window and said, “See how big he is? Why aren’t you that big?”I told her I didn’t know. That’s when she said, “Maybe you’re supposed to be a girl.”

About a week later a guy from the neighborhood told me that he liked me. Soon after, I finally got laid, but not with a girl. I was the girl for the other guy. He told me that I didn’t need a girl to get sex. He also told me, after he did me, that I was better than a girl, because I had more to offer. This was my first sexual experience. And I got with guys only from then on, until I met my first wife. I was in the military when we met. And the military was cracking down on gays. So, when she said she liked me, I asked her if she’d marry me. And she said yes.

The first time we went out, we ended up going back to her house. She lived with her brother and his wife. Her brother and sister-in-law were swingers I found out. They left us with my future wife’s nephew. When we started playing around, she reached in my pants and told me that her 11 year old nephew was bigger than I was, and that her three brothers were all big cocked. I asked her if we were still on to get married. She said yes. She also told me that her mom had boyfriends, and her dad didn’t mind. She said she’d like to be able to have boyfriends, too, after we got married. I told her I thought that would be awesome.

We were on Guam. And there’s not a lot of women, compared to the number of military men, on the island. I asked my future wife how many men she’d slept with. She told me that she never kept count. The next night we met a bunch of her guy friends at the bowling alley. I found out that they had all slept with her. One guy that she said was very well hung went to the bathroom. I followed him and got to suck him off through a glory hole. She was right. He was very well hung. And I could tell why she slept with him.

When we returned to the bowling alley, the guy I had just sucked told me that I was marrying a total slut. He told me that every guy in his barracks had fucked her several times. He told me that I better be very well hung, or my dick might just wave like a flag in the wind in her pussy. I just smiled. Now I knew that my future wife had sex with at least 100 guys. Probably some I’d had sex with. While on Guam, I had sex with maybe 100 guys myself.

On our wedding night I couldn’t get it up. My wife told me that she knew some guys she could call. And she called them. And three guys consummated my marriage for me. And they were all three very, very well hung. I sat by and enjoyed the show. My wife was really into these guys, and they were definitely in her. When the three guys left I asked my wife how she felt about us. She told me I wasn’t like other guys, but that we’d be okay, as long as she could keep seeing other guys. I told her I thought it was a good idea.

I was 19 and my wife was 18. We didn’t marry out of love. Yet, I did fall in love with her. I worked three swing shifts, three overnight shifts and then had three days off. When I worked I would come home to find my wife in bed with other men. And they weren’t concerned about her being married or me being there when they fucked her. Even on my days off, guys would show up wanting to fuck my wife, and because they were there, and my wife wanted sex with them, I let it happen and watched.

When my wife and I would go to the base exchange to do grocery shopping I would see the guys that fucked my wife. Some of them were single, and they often gave me the look of “I fucked your wife.” The men who fucked my wife and were married themselves would try not to look at me or my wife. I was actually surprised at the number of men that fucked my wife who were married. When I was transferred to a base in Texas, I wasn’t sure if anything would change. I had a 30 day leave between transfer, and this is when my parents got to meet my wife.

My mother told me that my wife dressed like a slut and had the mouth of a drunken sailor. My father told me that he was glad I didn’t turn gay. He told me that I married a hottie and that I should be proud to be married to her. We’d been at my parents for a week when my mother told me that she saw my wife kissing their neighbor, the biker. This biker neighbor never liked me, and when he met my wife he told me that he’d be fucking her. And I believed him.

My wife had been at the neighbors for some time one day when my mother told me that I’d better go check on her. When I did, the biker’s wife told me that my wife and her husband were in their bedroom. And I could here them from the kitchen. So, my parents knew my wife had sex with other men. The biker’s wife knew my wife was a slut. And I had fallen deeply in love with my wife.

At the end of my 30 day leave, I went to Deyess AFB by myself to get me and my wife an apartment and get settled in. While I was gone, alone, my mother called me every day to tell me that my wife was spending a lot of time, sometimes the whole night, at the biker’s house. I got me and my wife an apartment and drove back to CA to pick my wife up and bring her to Texas. On the drive, my wife told me that she’d had sex not only with my parent’s neighbor, but also some of his friends. The second day after we, both me and my wife, were in Texas together I came home to find her in bed with two younger guys. I slept on the couch that night.

We lived in a different state. My parents knew that my wife was a slut. I even found out that my best friend had fucked my wife while I was gone. There I was, married to a woman I had not yet fucked who had fucked my parent’s neighbors and my best friend and most every guy in Guam. I had fallen in love with my wife and she had realized that being married just meant financial security, not that she had to be faithful.