Written by Susie

Fact
30 Aug 2018


If I just said that as a married woman I got laid by a complete stranger behind my husbands back the other day then you would think I’m a complete slut.

And you would be probably right as I feel like a slut for doing it, but I think my husband is at least partly to blame.

I’m now early 40’s and still slim with a very tiny petite figure. I have been told I’m pretty a few times but never really dressed sexily or been a flirt. My breasts are small so never had anything to flaunt there.

We married young and my husband was pretty much my first. Sex is still ok but nothing amazing. Until a couple of months ago I didn’t think about sex much and just got on with life.

It was my husband that changed that. Out of the blue he started saying things like that he felt sorry for me as I had missed out on sex with other men. This developed into saying that he was sorry his cock is not bigger and that he bets I would love to have a bigger one in me. I did as was expected and told him I didn’t want anyone else, and to start with I didn’t.

But him telling me this, started to get me thinking about some of the better looking men I know, and what it would be like to have sex with them. I even found myself pleasuring my pussy, imagining having sex with one of my friend’s very handsome husband.

Making these comments to me also made my husband more horny and we started to have sex more. When we were having sex he started taking about other men having sex with me. He made me tell him what blokes I fancied. I mentioned that my friend’s husband was very good looking, and as he was having sex with me he told me to close my eyes and imagine it was him inside me.

It was all a bit weird but I did as he said and found myself climaxing harder and louder than usual. My husband picked up on this and it has started to become a frequent thing.

Now, when not having sex with him, I’m pleasuring myself, sometimes several times a day. I have become obsessed with sex and started to look at porn, and particularly reading the great stories on here.

I always considered my husband to have a reasonable size cock, but realised he is small in comparison to nearly all that I have seen online. I found myself really turned on by younger, good looking toned guys with big cocks and bringing myself off imagining being with them.

My husband was coming out with more and more comments during sex and bought me a big vibrator, and now uses it on me. When he does he gets me to close my eyes and imagine it is a well endowed bloke (often my friend’s husband) inside me.

It must be very noticable that I get far more pleasure from this, compared to when he has sex with me, but he doesnt seem to care and loves me moaning loser and having multiple orgasms.

Then he told me that I should have sex with another man or men. He added that he would like to watch. If I hadn’t read the stories on here I would have thought him mad, but I realise this is a fantasy for a lot of men.

I said I wasn’t interested, which was the truth. Yes I was becoming obsessed with having other men, but didnt think I could ever have my husband watch me, as that would be too weird and uncomfortable.

I didn’t give him a “definitely not ever” answer when he asked me about having another man, so he has persisted in trying to pursuade me. I must admit the idea has grown on me a bit, so last week I gave him an “extremely unlikely but you never know” answer. This has given him some hope and he has even asked me to look with him online on swinging sites to see what type of guy id go for if I did it.

He now knows that I’d go for a younger, fitter and more well endowed man than him, and he doesn’t seem to care or be jealous. In fact he clearly wants to watch me have a very well endowed man pleasuring me. On one occasion he has told me that he would love to watch two guys taking turns with me.

Anyway I told him that it is unlikely to ever happen, but he can’t stop talking about it. I guess he sees how I now react in bed when he gets me to imagine other guys fucking me, and that i clearly love the fantasy of it.

However I was also becoming obsessed with the idea of having other men fuck me, but guitily not with my husband watching.

My husband is away a lot with work and last week he was away for 3 days and I spent a lot of time looking online and using my new vibrator. But that wasn’t enough. I wanted and needed the real thing. Not being technical mined, I decided to do the old fashioned thing of going out and seeing what happened.

I rarely go out, and didn’t have anyone to go out with, but heard of a pub in town that has a reputation of being a bit of a meat market. I’d never considered going before, and the first night of thinking about it, I didn’t go.

However the next night I found myself having a few drinks and getting a cab there on my own wearing my sexiest red undies and a little summer dress.

Looking back I still can’t believe I went on my own, and I nearly turned back at the entrance. But my husband had triggered sexual thoughts in me that I didn’t know I had, and I walked in alone desperate to get laid.

I felt very uncomfortable being alone, even with a few drinks inside me to settle my nerves. It was busy but with far more men than women and it wasnt long before I was chatted up at the bar, however he wasn’t very good looking and at least 10 years older than me. He was nice though and at least someone to chat to rather than standing alone.

He was called Tom. I knew that even though he wasn’t my type, that I would have sex with him if I didn’t find any one better. I was that desperate. So I flirted with him a bit, just in case.

We moved to a nearby high table and he helped me onto a high stool (I told you I was petite). My dress rode up and I left it that way and he clearly loved looking at my legs. After a while I wanted to get away from him to look for someone better, but felt bad after all his hard work chatting me up.

I said I wanted to dance and luckily he said he didn’t dance so I got away, and said I’d see him later. Whilst dancing I pulled a much younger and sexy guy and we kissed and had a bit of a grope on the dance floor and I could feel his hard cock pressed against me. I wanted him there and then. But then he said suddenly that his mates were going and he left. I was gutted.

Not knowing anyone else I returned to Tom, who was quite drunk by that time. A while later he invited me back to his place for coffee! He was divorced and lived alone, except for a lodger to help him pay the bills.

Although it wasn’t late and only about 10pm we were soon in a black cab to his place and kissing in the back. His hand was on my inner thigh moving up under my dress and rubbing my pussy through my knickers. I knew the driver could see everything as we were on the back seat set back from his rear view mirror, but that just added to the thrill. I even pulled my dress up to give the driver a better view.

In his house his lodger was still up playing a computer game. He was good looking in his 30’s and far more like what I was after. We spoke briefly before Tom was whisking me off to his bedroom.

We kissed and before long he was stripping me naked. He said he loved my petite body and couldn’t take his eyes of my trimmed Brazilian pussy and my big puffy pussy lips. His tongue was soon in my wet pussy, which I love and I was moaning loud. The idea of his lodger being nearby turned me on even more, so I got louder and louder as I wanted him to hear me being a slut.

I came loudly as he was really good with his tongue. I wanted his cock in me and soon I was releasing it from his pants. It was bigger than my husbands, but not much. Not the cock I had fantasised about but it would have to do. I started to wank it but then within seconds he spunked. I was gutted. He couldn’t stop apologising and said it was because I was too pretty.

Anyway we cuddled and he was soon asleep, but I was horny and wanted cock. I couldn’t stop thinking about the lodger, so just putting my sexy bra and knickers on I went through the lounge to pretend I wanted a drink of water from the kitchen, hoping the lodger was still up and would see me.

As I walked past, he looked as though he had just stopped his game and looked at me. I apologised that I wasn’t wearing much and got the response that I wanted, with him telling me I looked stunning.

He told me Tom was a lucky guy and I told Karl that Tom was asleep. Karl offered me a drink and we were soon chatting with a cuppa.

I decided to try it on with Karl and told him a sob story, saying that I have never done anything like this before, that my husband doesn’t pleasure me and that I went out needing some affection. I added that I had met Tom, but he hadnt satisfied my needs. I also said that he wasn’t what I was really looking for. I was being a bitch about his landlord, and didn’t care as I now wanted Karl.

I could tell Karl liked me as he was checking me out and was sympathetic so I offered myself to him. I brazenly told him, that he was the sort of guy I went out looking for, and did he want some fun. He told me that it sounded like I’d already had fun and I got the impression he didn’t want sloppy seconds. I told him what had happened between Tom and I and he said he would love to give me what I was after, but the situation was awkward with Tom being his landlord.

He asked if I was staying over and I said I could as my husband was away. Karl told me that Tom was working the next morning and he wasn’t so maybe something may happen after Tom went to work.

With that I went over to Karl and kissed him and went off to Tom’s bed. I felt like a slut as I fell asleep but was still horny as hell and was touching myself fantasising about having Karl the next morning.

When I awoke Tom was getting ready for work. He asked to see me again and I took his number. I asked to shower and he showed me where everything was but said he had to go, and could I see myself out. I happily agreed.

Kissing him goodbye I watched him drive off and went in the shower. With just the towel round me I went in search of Karl.

He was in bed but awake as I knocked and he invited me in. Sat up in bed he had the duvet up to his waist and I hoped he was naked. His body was fantastic with a six pack. I told him I loved his body and he said mine looked good as well.

I asked him if he was naked and he told me to come and find out. As I approached the bed he told me that he didn’t want a wet towel in the bed. Getting the hint I dropped the towel and standing completely naked by the bed I asked if I was now ok to get in.

He said wow and pulled back the duvet and I climbed in. Soon we were kissing and had hands all over each other, mine finding his big hard cock.

The duvet was off the bed and I had his cock in my hand. It was big and I told him it was far bigger than I’d had before, and he loved that. I was so desperate to be fucked.

Soon I was lowering myself onto his big cock and loved ridding him hard and fast. He had great staying power and I rode him for about 15 minutes having multiple orgasms. I think I even squirted for the first time as we were soaked and it was by far the best fuck I’d ever had. The feeling of such a big cock up me was the best feeling ever. He warned me he was cumming and like a slut I wanted him to cum in me, and he did.

He was a great lover and we were at it for several hours, doing stuff that I’d never done before. He licked my bum hole and even slipped a finger in there whilst fucking me, which felt amazing. He wanted to do me up the bum, but his finger was big enough for my first experience in that area.

I also swallowed his cum, which I’d never done before. I’m not saying it tasted nice, but it made me feel more of a slut and I loved that experience. I told Karl that my husband wanted to watch me with another man, thinking that if I ever did it, I’d like it to be Karl. However that clearly didn’t interest him and not his thing.

When I left I had both their numbers. Tom’s went in the bin but i’ve kept Karl’s.

I expected to feel really bad and guilty after, but as soon as I was home I was re-living my sex with Karl, using my vibrator even though I was sore. I even used it up my bum imagining him ducking me up there.

Now I don’t know what to do. I guess I do feel guilty, but I want to do it again with another stranger. I also want Karl again.

Do I tell my husband what I have done? Maybe he will find it horny or maybe he will be upset as he wasn’t there to watch, or even be very upset and divorce me!

So what do I do from now on? I want to have different men, and with my husband away I could do that. Or do I give in to him and have men with him watching? I guess it will be very weird the first time but at least it’s not behind his back. What do you all think?

Susie x


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