Written by Abi

Fact
20 Jan 2011


What would it be like to be unfaithful to my husband? Could I let another man fuck me? Could I get away with it without him finding out? What if he did? All questions which were going through my mind, sitting at my desk one day last summer. Just having these thoughts was making me moist between the legs, I squeezed my thighs together, feeling my pussy getting wetter, my nipples stiffening, thinking about what I intended to do later. I knew I wouldn't get much work done unless I satisfied the itch and got up and went to the ladies. The reason for my dilemma, Mike a new man in the office who'd been chatting me up. After refusing several times I'd accepted an invite and gone for a drink after work. He'd made it clear, he wanted more, I laughed it off, leaving him and, if I'm honest, me frustrated. I'd told him I was married and he said “So”, inviting me for a drink again. I could feel myself weakening each time we met, the meals in restaurants, lovely complements, wearing down my resistance. I'd been to his flat for coffee two or three times, letting him kiss me, feeling a shiver of desire when he touched my thigh, but I'd resisted temptation. I was going to meet Mike again that evening and didn't think I could resist any longer, I intended to let him fuck me. Jake, my husband works away all week, at the weekends, goes to the football, maybe take me out for a meal. Although we have sex it was getting infrequent, he rarely made me orgasm, stick his dick in, wiggle it about, cum, roll off and go to sleep leaving me to finish myself off with my fingers. Frustrating or what?

I suppose I was flattered by Mikes attention, he was a graduate management trainee, smart and clever, only 22, about six foot, handsome and well built. I'm thirty three, have a good figure, my tits are a bit small, but a pert 32b though I think my legs and bum are my best bits. If I was going to let him have me I wanted to look my best. I showered, shaving my legs, under my arms and washed my hair. Soaping my body I ran my fingers through my trimmed pubic hair. I’d shaved in the past and I remembered Jake telling me that most blokes preferred a hairless fanny, deciding I had time I carefully shaved my pussy. My clothes were on the bed, I dressed new matching lacy bra and thong, hold-up stockings, skirt about 4 inches above the knee, scoop neck top and a linen jacket, a pair of stilettos. I was only about 15 minutes late arriving at the wine bar, I could see he liked what he saw. We had a couple of drinks, all I could think about was going back to his flat with him. He suggested another drink, I told him I’d had enough and suggested coffee at his place.

As soon as we were through the door I stopped him going to the kitchen and said “Take me to bed, make love to me” He stripped me naked except my stockings, sucking my nipples, kissing my neck, down my body, laying me on the bed. I lay watching him undress, seeing his cock for the first time, 7 or so inches, thick, heavily veined and already erect. Parting my legs so he could see how wet I was, I touched my clitoris feeling it under my fingers as I gently rubbed. Then he was on the bed, kissing my breasts, my stomach down to my smooth mound then between my legs. Reaching out I took his prick in my hand, wrapping my fingers round his hard member thinking how much bigger it was than Jake's, wondering what it would feel like in my pussy. I felt his tongue licking my slit, probing inside my hole, kissing and sucking my clitoris. My husband forgotten I wanted Mike, I wanted to feel his cock inside me, I put my hands on his head pulling him away, telling him to make love to me. He had a lovely thick cock, I felt my pussy stretching as he penetrated me, I gasped as I felt his length, his girth filling my tight hole, steadily pumping in and out. I orgasmed, he carried on moving in and out faster ramming his cock in hard, making love to me, no correction FUCKING ME. I came again, the heat spreading from my pussy in a warm glow. He was whispering to me, “You like that. You love my cock in your tight cunt. Fucking you”. Ordinarily I have been shocked by his words but it excited me. “Yes, its wonderful” I gasped. “Tell me” he grunted “Your cocks wonderful. I'm cumming, I want you to cum inside me” “Do you want me to come in your cunt?” he demanded “Yes. Yes cum in me. Cum in my cunt, I'm cumming. Please CUM IN MY CUNT” I shouted. I climaxed, feeling him pumping his seed inside me. He withdrew, his cock still half erect, he moved up my body, knelling with his prick touching my mouth. “Lick it clean” he practically ordered me. I stuck my tongue out licking his knob, tasting my pussy cream mixed with his spunk. He started to stiffen, “Open your mouth and suck me” I did as he wanted, parting my lips, taking his cock, feeling it swell as I sucked and he slid more in my mouth. I kept sucking and within 10 or 15 minutes he was fully erect ready to take me again. He turned me over and fucked me from behind, which I adore, always much deeper penetration. He made me cum again and again, he just kept fucking me, sticking a finger in my bum, sliding it in and out until I came again and he gave he second smaller load of sperm. I spent the night with him, being woken in the early hours by him fucking me from behind laid on our sides. We woke late, there was insufficient time for me to go home and change, a shower and wear the clothes from the night before to work, or at least some of the clothes. Mike kept my bra and thong and I spent the day naked under my clothes. I should have taken that as a warning of what he was like, but it felt so rude, even more so when he followed me in the coffee room and fingered my pussy calling me his “Dirty little Slut” He tried to persuade me to go to the toilets for a fuck but I thought it to risky and refused - I still had the willpower then!!!!

I had to go home that night, clean clothes and underwear for one thing. He wanted me to go to his flat but I’d arranged to call and see my mother and was beginning to feel guilty about letting another man fuck me. I avoided him the next day determined not to let it happen again. The following day was Friday and Jake came home about 8pm. We ate watched some TV and I went to shower, shaving my pussy before calling him up to bed. He liked what he saw and got a hard on, stuck it, in a few thrusts and came. The frustration, all I could think of was Mike, how he'd fucked me, made me orgasm, then quickly got erect again and fucked me doggy making me cum and cum. Monday morning Jake left early and watching him leave I knew I would be unfaithful again before the next weekend.

I agreed to spend the Monday night with Mike and we fucked two or three times, it was heaven, I loved the feel of his big cock and especially the resulting multiple orgasms. I tried not to stay every night, but took some work clothes to leave there just in case. When there he liked me naked except stockings, fucking me whenever he felt like it. I'd quickly become submissive, doing anything he told me. Watch me masturbate, or fucking myself with a vibrator, taking photos which I knew he was sharing with his mates, I did it. Want to fuck me up the arse, no problem I let him, though after the first time I purchased proper lubricant and an anal douche, much cleaner. He knew then he'd got me and would do anything he wanted. Whenever I stayed the night, next day off to work pantyless, in less than a week I’d. succumbed and he fucked me in the toilets. One evening I was bent over the sofa close to cumming, when my mobile rang inside my bag next to us. He grabbed it looked at the caller id. “It's your husband, you better answer” he smirked, pressing to receive the call, handing me the phone. As I tried to speak, Mike carried on fucking me and Jake kept asking if I was OK hearing me gasp several times. I told him the first thing that I thought of, “I've been pruning the roses, a prick stuck in me and I can't get it out”, a Freudian slip if ever there was one, “Try sucking it” he suggested. Little did he know. We had to be careful not to be seen together, leaving work separately, meeting at his place, if we went for a meal driving miles out in the country, sometimes stopping for a fuck on the way back.

He'd been fucking me regularly for about a month, most weekends he went to his home town about 80 miles away and wanted me to go with him. There had been no chance until Jake told me he was working right through the following weekend. I told Mike and arranged to go with him, ringing Jake to tell him I was going to visit an old school friend, she'd cover for me, she owed me a few favours for indiscretions of her own. We drove up on the Friday night and went to one of his friends flats. Only one bedroomed, we would have the use of a sofa bed in the lounge. Mike must have noticed the look on my face but said nothing, dumping our bags before going to the local for drinks. We met some of his mates, arranging to meet them the following evening. Back at the flat his mate went to his room we had the bed in the lounge and had an unusually quick fuck, I didn't even cum. Mike told me we were only staying the one night and going to another flat the next night and he'd make sure I got a good shagging then.

On the Saturday he showed me around the town took me to lunch then on to the other flat, a spare bedroom in this one. I met a couple more of his friends Phil, whose flat it was and Ash, chatting and watching TV until 6ish, when Ash left arranging to meet us later. Mike showered and I went after, taking my time, shaving my pussy which was getting stubbly after two days. Mike wasn't dressed, but sitting on the bed stroking his cock. “We haven't time for that. Later” I told him laughing. “Time for a quick blow job though” he replied, pulling me down. I took him in my mouth sucking him, now after a months practise able to take him down my throat. He had a hand on the back of my head, I'd only just taken him when he shouted “Phil, come and have a look at this” I couldn't move off, bum in the air, pussy on show, though he'd probably seen it in photos, hearing the door open and then Phil standing watching. “Don't stop. Suck me off” Oh well might as well get on with it, sucking him like a slut, sucking him hard, slurping as I gobbled him. “Open your legs, let Phil finger your cunt” I'd rather have had a cock but moved my legs apart, Phil slipped 3 or 4 fingers in my cunt, giving me a vigorous finger fuck. Moving my lips up and down until I felt his prick jerk in my mouth as he came and Phil brought me off with his fingers.

I'd brought a little black stretch lace dress I'd bought originally to try and perk up Jake and my sex life, to no avail. Very short, strategically patterned just about hiding my pussy but not my braless tits, the back semi see through, enough to make out my naked bum. We visited a couple of bars, Mike, Phil and Ash meeting up with six other friends, all male, girlfriends not invited. I couldn't sit down, even so the dress kept riding when I moved, several times rising high enough to expose my gash before I noticed. I kept tugging it back down until Mike told me to stop. He had his arm around my waist, pulling the front of the dress higher, then dropped his hand covering my mound a finger on my clit. I parted my legs slightly letting him feel how wet my cunt was, whispering to him that I needed fucking. I got even wetter when Mike told me he wanted to invite them back to the flat to fuck me, I'd been hoping he intended something like that since Phil had finger fucked me. The next hour dragged slowly by until we eventually left although three of them bottled out girlfriends and fiancé were expecting them home, still six left that would do quite nicely.

Back at the flat the lads got beers and put some porn on. I went straight to the bathroom, freshen up, a quick shower, used the douche just in case they arse fucked me. I walked past them naked into the bedroom telling them “Anything the girls in the film are doing I can do” I got the anal lube from my bag, putting it by the bed. The door was open, I laid on the bed, spread my legs and and started to masturbate. They could see me, none of them moving until I called out “One of you must want to fuck me” they all piled through the door undressing as fast as they could. One was already erect, he knelt on the bed, grabbed my legs and pulled me on to his cock. I was so wet he slid straight in, his balls slapping my bum as we fucked. I was laid across the bed another bloke pushed his knob to my mouth which I took sucking on it greedily. I shuffled so my head was on the edge hanging down, making it easier to swallow his cock, deep throating him. Someone was laid beside me sucking my tits, biting my nipples, fingers on my clitoris, frigging it as I was fucked. I could feel an orgasm getting close, sucking frantically on the cock in my mouth, wanting him to cum. I made him cum quickly swallowing his sperm, able to breath, gasping as my first orgasm racked my body. Hands, mouths, cocks seemed everywhere. I had a cock in each hand trying to wank them, the one in my cunt jerked as he shot inside me. I felt him pulling out, immediately replaced by another, longer and thicker, stretching my hole as he slammed in to me fucking me hard. Cocks either side of my head which I licked and nibbled alternately. I took a second spunk deposit in my cunt and was pulled on top of the the lad next to me. Straddling him I reached between my legs grabbed his prick, guided it to my hole and rode him.

My legs were soaked with juices and spunk, I could feel the warmth spreading from my pussy another cum close. Then, a hand on my back pushing me on top of the lad, another cock touching my pussy, my first DP as he pushed harder, squeezing his prick in next to the first. I could hardly move, my pussy filled, stretched taut, I'd taken two stiff cocks, my pussy so well lubricated I’d taken them easily, screaming for them to fuck me, fuck me hard and cum in my cunt. The sensation was fantastic, it felt divine. I climaxed, wave after wave of pleasure centred on my cunt, pulsating through my body. Mike had been watching all this and was lubricating his prick. I felt one of the lads cum, the one behind me who been able to shaft me more easily. I felt him withdraw, keeping still as Mike poured lube on my bum, working it in to my arse hole with his fingers. I watched him over my shoulder, crouching behind and above me, his hands on my bum, spreading my cheeks. Fingers either side of my anus, his hard cock touching, his fingers pulling my bum hole open then the slight discomfort as the sphincter opened and I took his cock in my arse. Both holes nicely filled they both fucked me, their cocks only separated by my cunt walls. Both fucked me steadily, almost in rhythm, getting faster, cock thrusting in my pussy, cock ramming in and out of my bum, their rigid members throbbing inside me. I came again, not quite as intensely as with two in my pussy, but nice, then as it subsided kept still, letting my breathing return to normal, enjoying the sensation as they continued fucking me, then taking spunk in my cunt and arse simultaneously.

I lost count of how many times I was fucked that night, it was light when I finally fell asleep. In the months after Mike kept me well satisfied, we managed a couple more weekends away when more of his friends fucked me. I spent every Monday to Thursday night with him until the awful weather at the end of November and then December followed by the Christmas and New year holidays. Jake had to stay at home, I managed to visit Mike for a quick fuck now and again but mostly had to keep myself satisfied with my fingers. Jake shagged me a few times, even made me cum once or twice, but now one cock isn't enough to fully sate my appetite. Jakes doesn't suspect a thing, perhaps he's shagging someone while he's away, but I doubt it. He's away again now, catching up with the work from before Christmas and Mike and I are catching up with all the fucking.

Although I've changed all the names, I had to tell someone my secret, get it off my chest. Am I a Slut yet? I think I probably am. What do you all think? I'll leave you to decide.


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