I just love to read the stories on here. They remind me of a time before I got divorced when I used to have stories to tell, so I just thought, fuck it, I’ll tell my story. At the very least my cock will be hard for the time it takes me to write it and I’ll have a fucking good wank at the end of it! Hopefully some of the readers will like it too.

I married Katherine (Kath) in 1997. We married young, both 25, and we argued a lot. But on the plus side, she was fantastic in bed and would do pretty much anything.

She was a size 10, 5’ 5”, 34d tits, nice arse and legs, with a short brown bob haircut.

As I said, she was amazing in bed. Really vocal. She’d scream “fuck my cunt” and “lick my clit” and stuff. . She never squirted, but would gush when she came and liked me to be licking her when she’d  gush. I’d never known anything like it before!

I’d get a text in work “What time will be home later as I need fucking”. Later when camera phones came out she’d send me a photo of her hand with red painted nails saying “this will be wrapped around your cock later”.

As we got to know each other better she’d tell me her fantasies. I remember one of her fantasies related to a time when she worked in a pub. She’d tell me she used to imagine a group of men pinning her down on the pool table and taking turns fucking her. She’d tell me she imagined them holding her down and being really rough with her.

Once she realised that hearing this sort of thing really turned me on, she’d tell me stories from her past. She told me about the time she was in sixth form and her boyfriends dad fucked her. She told me about when she shared a tent with her boyfriend and his mate, and his mate had fingered her to an orgasm whilst her boyfriend slept, and that she’d slowly wanked him off and made him cum in his sleeping bag. She told me about her first threesome when she’d persuaded another boyfriend to let his mate fuck her in the back of a van.

I just fucking loved it!

As the years went by I learned more and more about her. As I said previously, I always gave her an orgasm with my average 7 inch dick, and she didn’t really give me any reason to suspect she wanted bigger, until one day when I bought her a big thick dildo and she commented that she’d had bigger. I begged her to tell me and she’d recounted a story of being with a guy when she worked a summer season in Majorca who’s cock was so big, it took her several attempts to take it. She said she had to spit on it in the end to get it in the first time, and each time after she kept a tube of lube handy.

It became a regular thing that she’d wank me off whilst I’d tell her all the things I’d want us to do together. On one of these occasions I’d told her that I wanted a threesome, me and another bloke, and that became the main topic of future conversations. She’d ask me how I’d see if playing out, she’d ask me if I had a type of man in mind and I’d tell her. I’d want to take it slowly, I’d want her to show us her tits and tease us for a while. Then I’d want her to kneel in front of him, undo his belt and his jeans and pull them down so we saw his hard dick for the first time together, and I wanted his dick to be huge. I’m not gay, or bi, but I wanted to see her play with a big thick cock.

As the talks went on, the scenarios became dirtier, the dicks became bigger and it seemed to become more real.

Things nearly went to the next level one year when we were away in a nice hotel for our anniversary. At one point of the conversation she asked me to go out and find someone to join us. It was hugely erotic, but there was no way I was going to get dressed and head into the bars asking random blokes if they wanted to shag my wife!

Then one year she’d been out on her works Christmas party and when I went into town to pick her up, she had a bloke with her. She leant into the car and simply said “This is Chris from work. I’ve said it’s okay if he stays at ours tonight”. When we got home I asked her what she was playing at. He was only a little bloke, nothing to look at and he had ginger hair in a ponytail. “He says he’s got a massive dick” was the drunken reply I had.

I can’t really remember how we ended up in our room, but the two of them were drunk and we just seemed to end up in our room. They were snogging and she stopped and just said to me “Chris is always staring at my tits in work. You don’t mind if I show them to him do you?” Without waiting for an answer, she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, leaving her stood in just a black thong and black heeled shoes. “Do you want to play with them Chris” she said. He needed no more words and started touching her tits and licking her erect nipples. I just sat and watched as he feasted on them and then started rubbing her cunt through the front of her pants. Then, just as we’d planned, she asked him to stand and sat on the bed in front of him. He pulled his shirt off and she undid his belt, and slowly pulled his trousers and boxers down. His dick was fucking massive, and only had a semi on. It must have been a good 8 inches, but it was so thick. She closed her fingers around it and wanked it slowly, licking the end. The she got on all fours and asked me to fuck her whilst she sucked Chris’ huge dick. It was everything I’d ever imagined and I got lost in the moment and shot my spunk all over her back within a few minutes. I didn’t want to cum inside as I wanted Chris to really stretch her. “Fuck me Chris” she said. “I want your monster dick inside me”. I was mesmerised by the sight of his massive dick entering her. He fucked her for ages. Probably because he was drunk and he gave up in the end which was a disappointment as I wanted to see another mans cum dripping from her cunt. I didn’t have to wait long. When I woke in the morning she was riding his cock, bouncing up and down and rubbing her clit at the same time. They were both screaming and both seemed to cum at the same time. I wanked my own cock at the sight of his thick white cum leaking from her fanny.

I think it was then that I realised I wasn’t that bothered about threesomes. I just wanted her fucked by other men.

So that’s what we did. She’d pick up men, she’d bring them home and they’d fuck her. Sometimes I watched, some times I listened. I remember one time she sent me a video of her wanking off a guy in the toilet of a pub.

One time was when we were on holiday in Zante, she got fucked by a group of lads on a lads holiday. We got chatting around the pool one day and bumped into them in the evening. It got flirty with one of them and he ended back at ours. She told them about our lifestyle and he told his mates. They’d take her up to their room during the day, when they got back from the clubs at night. Some times it would be one. Sometimes a few. Some times they’d take it turns as they got back to the room and sometimes they’d gang bang her.

I loved it but it became a bit samey and got to the stage when I just got bored of it and wanted something more in life. So we separated and divorced five years ago.

I’ve never regretted splitting up and I’m happier than I’ve ever been with my current wife, and we enjoy an entirely monogamous marriage.

That said, I do have the odd sneaky wank thinking back to my years with Kath!