I thought I would tell you about something that happened five years ago. It came to mind because I met up with the guy again, accidentally, last week. It was my husbands friends 45th birthday, and we were staying at the rooms above the pub where he was holding his party. The pub was across the road from his flat. I was 36 at the time, and had been married ten years and since before we married we had a very open relationship. I have always been very highly sexed and never able to keep to one or five men for that matter. Anyway a bit about me; I am size ten 36d2435 (still am) leggy, blond and smooth. I was wearing a sky blue party dress, very short, low cut at the front and back, hold ups dark blue heals and no underwear. We went to Rich's flat about 5pm for drinks and he was there, another friend and Paul his lodger. Paul, I had fancied since he moved in nine months prior, was 25 years old, muscular, shaved head, rough thug, he could be quite crude and arrogant, often in trouble for fighting; but I like bad boys. He always looked like he was a big boy from the bulge in his jeans! He always flirted and made comments when we were alone, I had told my husband I would fuck him tonight if I get the chance. He said great use the room. I chatted to Paul whilst we were at the flat, he had soft shoes, jeans and a tight t shirt I told him he looked good, and he said you look fuckable! No one heard, but I smiled and I said I hope I get a dance tonight. We went over to the party and around 9pm I said where was Paul, and asked Rich and he had been banned a week before and they would not let him in, so he had gone back to the flat to get pissed. I told my husband that I was going to see if he was ok, and he said I sure he will be! I opened the door and went in the front room was lite up and I heard the TV, I went in a Paul was drinking a beer watching some porn. I said you are ok then and he smiled and said I prefer the real thing, and stood up came over to me grabbed my hair and deep and roughly French kissed me, tongue down my throat. He then started to grope my tits and had his hand up my skirt and said I knew you were a slut no fucking knickers and a smooth cunt, he started to finger my fanny and bite my nipples, he stopped pushed me on my knees and unzipped himself and told me to suck his cock, and I had been right he was around 9" and thick I stroked him and then placed him into my mouth, and he held my hair and forced himself down to his balls and face fucked me, it was difficult at first but I love deep thrusting so soon had it going right, he then pulled me up told me to take the fucking dress off, and pushed me back on the settee and fucked me he was like an animal rough, hard and very abusive swearing and calling me every name a slut, whore cunt, fuck meat, cheap slut, he fucked harder and harder, telling me he knew I wanted him to fuck me, and made me say yes I did and that he was a better fuck than Mike my husband, and that I would do whatever he told me. He came hard and then he pulled out slapped my face and told me to lick him clean and get him hard. I did that it did not take long, he belt me over and took his belt from his trousers and belted my arse really hard about ten times, the pushed his cock into my fanny and pulled the belt round my throat and rode me, he let the belt go and spat at my ars and fingered my arse and then pulled out of my fanny and entered my arse hard and without mercy. Telling me to finger my clit and told me to tell him I loved him inside my cunt and wanted him to stretch my arse, he said I was a dirty whore. He came gain ,and is cleaned him again. After about twenty minutes he wanted me again and this time made me ring Mike and tell him I was getting the best fuck ever and made him listen to him fucking me. After that he took me into his room and I stayed the night getting fucked every hour or so, I am quite loud and Paul was a very good rough dirty fuck, I was so loud Rich said I woke him up at 4am. At 11am he took me to the pub, and up to the room where Mike was there were no staff around. Once in the room Paul show Mike the love bites over my tits, cunt, on my neck and the deep belt marks and the cum on my body. I was then fucked in front of Mike and taken down to the bar where Mike was very obvious he had fucked me, and that I loved it. He was groping my tits openly until he was told to leave. I actually stayed a second night with Paul and had him three more times before he was sent to prison for attacking some guy. I then did not see him for four years until last week. I was having a quick drink in a bar at Waterloo, and in walked Paul looking as fit as ever, he saw me bought me a drink, he lived round the corner and was working as a builder. His hand on my leg asking me if I still went commando, I told him to find out. He did ands said once a fucking dirty whore always a whore. He said come to my place. We walked there it was a bed sit in a block of bed sits very basic, but it had a big bed, he told me to strip and he took his clothes off and wanked whilst I stripped, then he told me to deep throat him, he fucked me all holes as they say, and left me with more bites and bruises. He told me to call him as I was the best shire he had ever fucked. I might do, he is white and I prefer black guys but he is a really good fuck.