I'm Helena and I live in West Sussex. To give you a bit of background I'm 48, happily married to a wonderful man for over 20 years who works hard to support me and our children. I'm in good shape, 5ft9, size 10-12 with b cup breasts. My sex life at home is pretty non existent and three years I started an on off affair with a fella who came to fit our bathroom. He has opened my eyes, given me confidence, and my husband has appreciated me wearing more revealing outfits, even wearing tight tee shirts in summer with no bra, feeling carefree about my erect nipples clearly showing. The good thing about my "bit on the side" is he's a decent bloke, he doesn't hassle me, nor make false promises. He's taken me to a naturist spa in brighton and basically paraded me in front of strangers, as well as over seeing a few guys fucking me. he's also revealed my bisexual side, arranging some playtime involving me and another one of his "customers." Up to now, our sessions have always been during the day, however last week he asked me if I could get away on Saturday until the early hours of Sunday morning. I was able to come up with a plausible story for my husband, and at 7pm on Saturday I find myself parked up in the Chichester theatre car park, getting changed into my "slut outfit" in my car. The outfit consisted of stockings, ridiculously high heels, quarter cup bra, heavy make up and a long thick coat. I didn't know really where we were going or what we would be doing which added to my excitement. Sure enough, bang on 7.15 my fella turns up, gives me a quick grope, and drives me up over the downs to a house which is pretty isolated near Rogate (near Petersfield). The house was what I'd call a "mansion." We were there early, as guests were due to arrive from 9pm. That first hour I was given a guided tour of the house, with my coat still on, and my fella had clearly been there a few times before. It was pretty luxurious, and the couple living there (our hosts) set me at ease. A few other guests arrived at 9, and I was soon over dressed. One blonde women in her 50s, beautifully slim was naked apart from heels and a harness which covered nothing. Mt fella took my coat and I felt delightfully slutty, my tits and cunt exposed in a room full of strangers. By 10pm there must have been 30-40 couples, all engaging in small talk, some kissing and groping taking place. A few hands had wandered across my body and I soon realised that standing with my legs slightly apart meant that some of those gropes would be a bit braver and feel my cunt, Soon after 10, a bell was rung which seemed to be the green light for some more intense sexual fun. At that time we were talking to quite a young couple, I'm guessing late 20s and my "partner" was soon snogging the face off the female. It seemed natural for me to do the same to her partner. I'd only been kissing him for a few seconds when I felt a cock nudging at me from behind. I took a half step back, bent forward, and whoever it was slid effortlessly into me. Within 5 minutes whoever it was came, and wandered off (I never even turned round to see who it was). I broke the kiss and by now my "date" was fucking the woman he'd been kissing. I looked at her partner and just said "fuck me"....bending over to kiss his partner he entered me from behind. His cock felt so good, completely different from the first guy, and he fucked me in slow powerful stroks. Before long I was cumming, kissing his partner passionately as I did so. Looking back it was odd because no words were exchanged between the four of us after we's fucked each others partners. However at the time it seemed natural It was only then that I became aware of what was going on around us. It was a room of sex. I wanted to look everywhere at the same time, although i was transfixed by a chap in his mid 60s fucking a young girl in her early 20s, whilst she sucked who I assumed was her partner. As we walked round the room, Hands groped me, and in fairness i returned that and touched up whoever I fancied. AI kissed one brunette, and felt the cock of the man inside her. He pulled out and I slipped my fingers in her cunt, scooping out the cum and sharing it with her. As I did this I felt the third cock enter me and assumed it was my "date" before glancing him out the corner of my eye engaged in a 69 with a woman..eating her cunt as she attempted to suck him back to life. The cock in my cunt pulled out and started pushing into mt arse hole...something that had always been a taboo..strictly off limits,,,however I was so turned on that I relaxed and felt him slide into me. It was nothing as I imagines...I came within a few seconds and squirted..another first for me. I literally collapsed over the back of the sofa, and I was soon feeling another cock slide into me. This one felt really hard and I soon had a little audience. Something was pushed up my arse and was buzzing. I couldnt move as wave after wave of orgasms washed over me. Finally the cock stopped and I soon realised why we had an audience, it was a strap-on attached to a beautiful french woman. I followed my urge to turn round, drop to my knees and clean her "cock", the vibrator falling from my arse as I did so. I lost track of the hour or so after that, it all seemed to be a bit of a blur. I did recognise one of my childrens teachers but thankfully she didn't recognise me. The journey back south was short, and soon i was changing back into normal clothes. We did stop at an all night petrol station so I could clean myself up in their toilets as my holes were a bit of a mess. Husband was fast asleep when I got home, and I climbed in beside him. I'm sure I smelt of sex. I woke up with him holding me and initiated sex. It was all over too quickly but something I needed after the night before. I'm now waiting for my next call from my friendly bathroom fitter because I need much more of the same