This is about a very early stage of him sharing me. At that time he wouldn't let the guys do anything except to my boobs. That I am happy to say has changed and he now calls me his and the guys (whoever they may be at any given time) "full service slut" (when I drink)which is much more enjoyable for myself and our participants. Anyway I hope you enjoy my recollection of this event and please comment on this story or any of our pictures and videos. You should choose mine though to comment on instead of one of his part time sluts but who am I to tell you what to like. I might need punished for saying that. As long as good sex goes along with it I don't mind enduring the pain though. Here goes.....

I am mixed about my tits being slapped hard punched and abused because it hurts so much when they start being really rough and hard but when I see how much it turns them on I know I will be doing it regularly. I get hot and wet by seeing my husband and the guys enjoy hurting my boobs which is strange I know and I don't know why I like it because I really don't and the guys seem to enjoy it more if they see my pain and I couldn't disguise it if I tried. I guess I would say that I don't like it but for some reason I crave it.

When I am crying and in pain I know that I can stop it and my husband will stop it all right then and there but I am drinking when we do this and instead of stopping them I endure it and still get hot and wet but I wouldn’t say I enjoy it if that makes sense.

When I drink I get really flirty and it used to bother my husband until he realized that it only enhances our sex life with each other and that with my sexually submissive nature he is always in charge even when I'm naughty. So he seems to have found a way to fulfill both of our fantasies through my over intoxication and near total loss of any inhibitions.
We are mid thirties couple with kids so we don't go out that much and when we do I never know when will be the next time so I usually drink way too much in an attempt to have the most possible fun and make the most of the experience is what I feel like when the alcohol starts to set in I become very fun and flirty.
My husband has some of my outfits in the car trunk so that if we go out to a party bar or club and I get d***k and start flirting we go out to the car and get it and I change into it right there unless it is too crowded and I go to the bathrrom and put it, what there is of it, on. The one in the picture is one of his favortites he sas because it is low in the front and high in the back which gives the guys a chance to see feel and grope the girls not to mention my ass is quite viewable and accessable in it too.
We were at a friends party recently and I wanted to stay when my husband was ready to go. He reluctantly agreed and I continued drinking until the party was over and the last remaining guests were basically told it was over. I wanted more alcohol and kept trying to convince my husband that we should go to a bar so we could have a few drinks and a couple of shots before last call. He finally agreed and said that he had arranged to leave the car at our friends house in case we did this as he had known that I would want to drink more. So he tells three of his friends and one twentiesh stranger who is their designated dirver for the night that we will come along with them. I had no idea that they had already talked about going anywhere after the party in my drunken state. My husband tells them where to drive to and we end up at a hotel bar. It was not very busy but all eyes were on my big boobs. I had worn a black clingy almost dress and a strapless bra that night and was being flitatious funny and entertaining. One of the guys said that my husband and I should just stay here at the hotel for the night since the kids were with grandma and it could be an extra birthday celebration for me as I guess I had told them I had turned 36 a few days ago in all my drunken friendliness. So my husband went to the front desk to get us a room as I set at the bar talking to the guys. When he came back somehow we were talking about my boobs. I was answering their questions and telling them that I could take it if my husband wanted to be rough with my boobs in any way biting, pinching, squeezing etc... It was now last call and I ordered two shots of tequilia for my husband and I as I needed more but I thought I did. As the guys are getting ready to leave and we are all saying and hugging goodbye. I asked my husband if we had any more alcohol to drink as if we would seeing as how we had already drank what we had and were not even in our car. One of his friends said I have a fifth of vodka in the car and my husband said he could bring it up to our room if he wanted and told him the room number.
All four of them were in our room in what seemed like no time to me. They mentioned my birthday and I ended up getting a few birthday spanks from each of them and my husband. Then my husband pulls my already short dress above my ass and removes my panties and gives me 8 hard birthday smacks on my ass. He tells the guys that 36 couldn't be evenly divided between 5 guys so they each get 8 slaps to my ass as hard or gentle as they please but no touching my exposed ..well you know.. although they could and naturally would look at it as they watched my ass welt up and turn bright red. After this I needed a drink or two and my ass was on fire.
The guys were leaving and I was so hot and wet I could not wait for my husband and I to get into bed and finish the night off right when the guy that had brought the bottle said to me as everyone else standing there listened that I had just turned 36 and they had each spanked my ass 8 times adding up to 40 slaps to my ass he said 36 and 4 to grow on, Then he went into how this discovery that slapping breasts actually makes them grow and causes no permanent damage and that although mine obviously didn't need to grow he wanted to know if we could do the same thing to my boobs and give them 8 slaps each seeing as I had said in the bar earlier that it would be fine if my husband was as rough on my boobs as he wanted to be no matter how rough it got. I being drunkk said, you're on champ. When they had all finished I was teary eyed and my boobs were red bruised throbbing and swollen. I could see how much of this might make boobs grow. I do want to add that my husband had said that I could stop at anytime and the guys would leave he even told me to say stop or purple and he would end it immediately but I am stubborn and would not stop them and even though it was painful enough to bring me to tears it turned me on and made me so hot and wet for some wierd reason. Just as they were leaving and my sore ass and much more pained boobs were relieved, bottle guy again this time asked my husband if they could go ahead and all have me with him since they had seen me naked all night and had intimate contact with my t & a. I was thinking yes please as this is a almost lifetime fantasy for me. My husband told him no that he was not ready for that if he ever even would be but that they could all use my boobs and they did roughly pinching, and squeezing my hurting breasts around them one at a time until each and every one of them had gotten off on my battered boobies. They then left and my husband took pictures of my juice covered beaten boobs with his phone. I wanted us to make love and was afraid though because my boobs could barely take any touching. I though what if he starts squeezing them. I was so relieved that he made love to me for about thirty minutes very soft and slow which is what I need at that time. Then he withdrew and finished on my still juice soaked marked up boobs. It was a mixed experience for me in so many ways. I did find it oddly sexy though