I'm afraid this story is a bit long. I tried editing it down but couldn't get it to read well. I don't like split stories but tried splitting it into two or three parts, but in the end decided to just send it all in one go. If anyone had told me a year ago that I would be writing a story on here relating what I have done I'd have thought they were mad. My husband Henry works for a well known multi national company and earns a decent salary and I worked as an Accounts Manager in Financial Services until 2005, when I left to have a baby, having put off starting a family until I was 32. The intention had been to return to work when our son started school, neither of us expecting the crash and subsequent downsizing of the sector I worked in. Looking after the baby kept me busy, the year or so after he was born was difficult and our sex lives tailed off and never really recovered, something I seemed to miss more than Henry. I became quite adept at masturbating, quietly in bed, while he slept, bringing myself off with my fingers. Sometimes while the baby had an afternoon nap I would strip naked and lay in bed with my trusty vibrators and have a good session and let myself go sometimes having 3 or 4 climaxes in one session. Nice, but not the same as a stiff cock in my pussy. Early last year I began putting out feelers with people I knew and it quickly became clear that no one was recruiting. The result? September last year I was dropping him off for his first day at school, then home do a few chores, day time TV, shopping in town, not exactly an exciting existence. Bored, most of my friends working, I started surfing the web, inevitably finding porn sites and sometimes spent several hours watching movies on pornhub and similar sites, usually rubbing between my legs as I watched. I noticed that the majority of women were smooth and decided to shave my pussy, hoping that with some sexy lingerie it might at least perk things up with my Henry. He liked it and things improved a little. I didn't know any of the other mothers at the school gate, most of them were younger than me, many from the council estate and I had little in common with them anyway. I did notice that once or twice a week a Dad turned up. I couldn't help but notice him, aged about 25, muscular, 6 foot tall, fair almost blond hair, incredible blue eyes, a real hunk. Several times he caught me looking at him and smiled or winked, it made my day and I looked forward to seeing him. That night and many others, I couldn't help thinking of him as I masturbated, fantasising that he was fucking me. Other than saying hello, nothing occurred until after Christmas. A month or so into the term, I had gone to town, just to pass some time, and was having a coffee mid morning when he came in the shop, my heart skipped a beat. It was quite busy and he didn't notice me immediately. He turned looking for a seat. I was alone, he saw me and smiled, I smiled back and waved. Next thing he was sitting at the table, we finally learned each others names, he was Mike. He was divorced, not seeing anyone, worked, when he could get work, in the building trade. I probably told him more about myself than I should, particularly how bored I was, at home all day, Henry at work, nothing interesting ever happened. Thinking back I certainly gave the impression that I was interested in him. That’s how innocuously it started, I looked forward to seeing him, disappointed if I didn't. The half term holiday arrived, my mind drifting thinking of him. Whenever I got the chance I fantasised he was fucking me, masturbating more and more frequently. The first day back I didn't see him, feeling really down, I realised I was getting infatuated with him but couldn't help it. It was late in the morning of the Wednesday that I saw him in town, wearing what were obviously work clothes. He came over to speak, I could feel my heart pumping hard in my chest as he approached. I could see him looking at my legs and bum encased in the tight denim. I asked if he fancied a coffee. “No, not today” he must have seen the look of disappointment on my face, as he continued, “I've just finished a job I'm off to my local for a pint. Do you want to come?” I knew I should have declined. But, the temptation of spend some time with him was to much and after only a moments thought accepted. I parked in the pub car park, one of those awful modern places, on the edge of the council estate. The pub was almost empty, a sign outside advertising a Strippers night an indication of the sort of place it was. Inside, a table of four old men in a corner, 5 or 6 other customers drinking at the bar. We chatted, until he asked if I fancied a game of pool in the other room. “I've never played” I said. “I'll teach you” he said, leading the way. He set the balls up, took a shot, then it was my turn. I only just managed to to hit the white ball let alone any of the others. He laughed took his shots potting two balls then as I bent to try again, I felt him behind me, “Let me help show you” He moved closer, a hand on my waist, an arm around me positioning my hand on the cue, moving back and fore, the back of his hand rubbing against my breast. I suddenly felt hot, my nipples stiffening, my pussy moistening from him holding me, his strong muscular arms, the smell of his sweat, exciting me. I moved, pressing my breast more firmly against his hand as I took my shot. Each shot he held me, I could feel his prick pressing against my hip, seeming to get harder each time. We played two or three games, the room to ourselves, I refreshed our drinks, then while he was setting up for another game I went to the ladies. I sat thinking, I knew I should leave, I'm a married woman, but all I could think of was he muscular body, the smell of him, those beautiful blue eyes and the feel of his cock, pressing into me. I wanted him to fuck me, just the once would be OK I thought. Have sex with him, get it out of my system, persuading myself it was just a one off. I'd imagined it frequently enough, now was my chance. I quickly unbuttoned my blouse, took it off, reached behind my back, unclasped my bra, removed it and put it in my bag. I looked down, my belly flat, tits still a firm 34c, not bad for thirty eight I decided, slipping the blouse back on. Now or never I decided, actually more worried that I might be about to make a complete fool of myself than being unfaithful to my Henry. Holding the blouse closed with one hand I walked back into the pool room. Mike was still alone, waiting by the table. I walked to the opposite end, my back to him “Do you fancy another game?” he asked. Trembling, I turned to face him,dropping my arms to my side, the blouse falling open, revealing my naked tits, my pink nipples sticking out hard. “Not pool. Can we go to your place? I want you to fuck me” I replied my voice shaking. To my relief he didn't laugh at me, but smiled, replying I'd been wondering how to get you into bed, helping me into my coat, giving my tits a feel, tweaking the nipples. Leaving my car in the car park we practically ran to his flat only about 100 yards away. He let me into his flat, a bit untidy but clean, I took my coat and blouse off in one, standing topless, as he pulled his sweatshirt over his head. I bent taking my trainers off, aware of him undoing his jeans. Pushing them down he stood in his boxers covering a large bulge. I undid my jeans, peeling them down my legs and off. I suddenly realised that I needed a pee, nerves I suppose. “I need to use the bathroom” He told me where it was pointing to a door. I went in, pushing the door shut, removed my panties and had just sat when the door opened and Mike came in stroking his cock, almost fully erect, a good eight inches and thick. I was already in full flow, as he stood, looking between my legs as I pissed. I should have been embarrassed but found it strangely erotic more so when he reached between my legs holding his fingers in the golden stream, soaking them with my piss before raising them to his mouth drinking my urine. Instead of letting me wipe my pussy he took me back into the lounge, laid me on the sofa, spread my legs and started to lick my cunt. The first indications of what a kinky sod he was. I was so aroused I came in only a minute or two, begging him to fuck me. He pushed me to my knees and told me to suck his cock before he fucked me, something I rarely did for my Henry. Holding his hot prick, feeling the engorged veins I slowly wanked him, moving my head closer then sticking my tongue out licked along his length, tasting the clear juice leaking from the tip before parting my lips and taking his cock in my mouth. I cupped his heavy balls, gently massaging them sucking more cock into my mouth enjoying the salty, sweaty taste. I was careful not to make him cum, I wanted him to do that in my pussy. One hand wrapped around his prick, the fingers of my other hand in my pussy, wanking. I was getting desperate to feel him inside me, I couldn't wait any longer, and slipped his prick from my mouth, then holding him, still stroking his cock ran my tongue up his body until my mouth was by his ear, “Fuck me. I want you inside me now” I turned, bent over resting my hands on the sofa, opened my legs and offered him my cunt. Looking back through my legs, I watched as he slid his cock along my gash, the end of his prick slippery with my juices,. I gasped as he made contact with my swollen clitoris, raising myself on tip toe, using my fingers to guide his hard, fat cock into my hole. God he felt big, much larger than my Henry. Despite his size, I was so wet, he entered me easily, my pussy stretching to accept his girth, not to mention his length as he slowly, teasingly entered me. His pubes touched by bum, he was fully inside me, then slowly withdrawing, until just the tip was in me. He slid his cock up me again, harder this time, then in and out, seeming to ram me harder, faster and deeper. With each thrust, his body smacking against my arse, his balls slapping my clit, excited me more, fucking me hard. It was glorious, I'd never felt anything so big in my cunt, been fucked or penetrated so deeply before, everything felt as if it was centred on my pussy and his beautiful cock. I loved it, didn't want it to stop, even when I climaxed for the third time, I hadn't had enough. I usually cum quietly. With Mike I was shouting for more, almost screaming as I felt his cock seem to get even bigger, as he pulled me back roughly, grunting as he ejaculated, pumping his seed into my fuck hole. As I left he asked for my mobile number, but realising the risk I told him I didn't have it with me or know the number. That evening I felt guilty about what I'd done, trying to behave normally. Ridiculously at bedtime, turning my back on my Henry convinced that, despite showering three times, if he saw my pussy he would be able to tell another man had fucked me. I tried to persuade myself that it was a one off, wouldn't happen again, knowing in my heart that if Mike wanted to fuck me again I would let him. The next day I went out and bought a cheap PAYG phone and the next time I saw him gave him the number. Over the next few weeks, maybe once or if I was lucky twice a week and Mike didn't have any work, I went straight from the school to his flat and we spent all day fucking. He did things to me and got me to do things which got kinkier each time. He'd fuck me then go down and suck his spunk from my pussy, taking it in his mouth and transferring it to mine for me to swallow, was just the start. He got me sucking his cock, slowly learning how to take it down my throat, swallowing his cum. I met him in town one day and he took me to a sex shop, where he persuaded me to buy, a couple of vibrators and a large penis shaped dildo. I'd always been to embarrassed to masturbate in front of my Henry, with Mike I used them to fuck myself while he watched. Whenever I went to the bathroom for a pee, he came in and watched, putting his fingers in the stream of piss and licking them. He'd done that a few times then took it further. He'd fucked me, gone down to clean my pussy, licking around my bum sucking up his spunk. We lay in bed for a while then I headed to the bathroom for a pee. As usual he followed. I was about to sit on the loo when he said “Don't waste it” climbing in the bath. He pulled me to the side of the bath, and said “Piss on me” I don't think it even occurred to me to refuse, replying “Where do you want me to piss” He told me“Do it in my face. Aim for my mouth. I want to drink your piss” I bent my knees, pushing my pussy towards his face and using my fingers to help, aimed a stream of golden piss in his face, watching as he drank some, the rest splashing in his hair, on his body, soaking him. He lent forward pressing his mouth to my pee hole as I forced the last drops out. He stood up, “I need a piss after that” he told me. I'd been wondering what it was like, how it felt, tasted and blurted out, “I want to try it. Do you want to piss on me” His look was his answer. I got in the bath with him, he stood and I knelt, leaning back a little, my face turned up, as he urinated on me, his piss soaking my hair, my face, I opened my mouth tasting a little before he aimed the jet at my tits, spraying down over my stomach the last spurts drenching my pussy. We were both turned on and after sharing a bath returned to bed for another energetic fuck. He was getting me to do things which only a few weeks earlier, would have embarrassed me, found disgusting or just rude. Mostly I found them a turn on. I couldn't say no to him. One afternoon he was fucking me and asked if I'd ever had a threesome with two men or man and women. “Of course not” I told him. We'll have to sort that out sometime” he commented. I didn't say I wouldn't so I imagine he took it as a yes. More than anything I wanted to spend a whole night with him, finally an opportunity arrived, Henry had to go away for a couple of days and I arranged for my mother to babysit one of the nights so I could go and meet a “friend” Mike shared the flat with a mate, Garry who spent most of his time at his girlfriends and I'd only met two or three times so I was expecting to have the flat to ourselves for an all night session. I met Mike at his local around 7pm, drinking with Garry, his girlfriend Kelly, several of his mates and a couple of girls of 18 or19. We played pool, Mike taking the opportunity to help me, giving my tits a squeeze, and groping my bum. I suppose I’d got used to his ways and let him get on with it, despite all his friends being able to see. When he rubbed the cue back and fore between my legs, pressing my jeans tight against my pussy, I opened my legs a little enjoying being so Slutty. Around nineish I went to the loo, returning to find, Mike “helping” one of the girls play pool. I say helping, but he had his hand under the hem of her short skirt and was almost certainly fingering her. I watched jealously, the other girl noticed my expression and lent over saying, “What’s wrong with you? You didn't think you were the only Tart Mikes fucking did you” No, of course not” I answered. She laughed, not believing me, “He's a dirty fucker. He keeps pushing, see how far you'll go, then dump them if they refuse. He fucks me and Donna who he's groping now and some others. Has he got you to piss on him?” I nodded. “Has he fucked you up the bum?” I shook my head, as she continued “When he does use lots of lube. You know how big his cock is” She saw me looking at Mike again. “I shouldn't bother saying anything. You wouldn't be they first he's told to piss off for complaining” she laughed turning away. I looked back at Mike talking to Donna, smacking her bum as she called “See you later” and leaving with Garry and his girlfriend. He came back over and sat next to me, he said nothing about Donna, I thought about leaving but couldn't, I lusted for his cock. Who was I to criticise him fucking other women, deciding it didn't matter. Anyway he'd come back to me, had his hand at the top of my thigh, pushing them apart so he could rub my pussy while he chatted to his friends. I could feel my pussy getting very moist and snuggled up to him, whispering in his ear that I wanted to him take me back to his flat and fuck me. He pushed my legs further apart, his fingers on my cunt rubbing harder through my jeans, in full view of the others. He then loudly announced that I had just told him I wanted fucking and we were leaving. I felt myself blush, he could still make me blush then!!! At the flat we quickly undressed, Mike put a porn DVD on the TV then sat on the sofa pulling me on top. I had my back to him, raising myself while he held his prick and I lowered my pussy onto his cock, before leaning back against him. He took a tit in each hand , a nipple between finger and thumb, pinching them erect. I lay back against him savouring the feeling of his pole, stretching my hole, moving slowly in and out, as I gently stroked and tweaked my clitoris. I lay, relaxed enjoying the little sparks of pleasure from my pussy, eyes contentedly shut, half listening to the sex sounds from the porn and didn't hear the flat door being opened, suddenly realising we had company when Donna spoke. My eyes shot open, not just Donna was there but Garry and Kelly. I tried to cover my pussy and the same time. Mike held me, impaled on his cock, then took hold of my hand and removed it from my pussy. The three of them stood looking between my legs and my cock filled cunt. Garry and Kelly went into his room leaving the door open. Donna remained, undoing her skirt, dropping it on the floor. Her top, bra and panties followed. She stood naked in front of me, a bit on the skinny side, but pretty. I couldn't drag my eyes from her pussy. Shaved except for a narrow strip of dark pubes, a silver bar through her clit hood, a row of rings piercing her labia. Her small upturned tits were tipped by long pierced nipples. Despite my being about 20 years older than her I couldn't help thinking my body was as good if not better. She must have seen where I was looking and spoke. “You like pussy then?” I didn't know what to say, but couldn't stop looking, both fascinated and aroused by the sight of another woman’s pussy. She sat on the chair opposite, opened her legs, her cunt already wet even before she reached down using her fingers to open her pussy and nonchalantly began to masturbate. I gasped as Mike started moving inside me, fucking me in front of Donna. To add to the eroticism of the situation I could see Garry and Kelly, kneeling on the bed while he fucked her doggy, both watching us through the open door. I glanced up from her pussy, she had her eyes locked on me, almost challenging me to look away. I couldn't help looking back between her legs, almost unconsciously moving a hand back to my Clitoris, giving a start as I touched the hard little button and began to frig. She moved her fingers faster and I copied her, I could hear her breathing faster, then a yelp and a sigh as she came. She sat still for a few moments then moved towards us, she knelt, her hair brushing my leg, as she got closer, watching Mikes cock sliding in and out of my hole. I felt her hand touch my leg, her fingers touching my bum as she held Mikes balls. I felt her breath on my thigh, then her lips kissing my inner thigh, the tip of her tongue moving ever closer to my pussy. She moved again, kneeling between our legs, Mike had almost completely withdrawn his prick from my cunt, just an inch or so still inside me. She lent forward her head touching my mound, I could tell she was licking along the length of his cock as he slid back inside me. Inch by inch, her tongue got closer to my cunt, her head moving, her nose brushing my gash, then her tongue, her hot wet tongue, on my sex, licking, sucking my clit as I moved my hand away letting her taste my sex honey. I gave an involuntary shudder, desire, arousal, “Oh my god. Don't stop” I sighed. Mike was sliding in and out, I was thrusting not for more cock but more of Donna's tongue. I wasn't really aware, but I had a hand on her head, pressing her firmly against my cunt. Telling her to make me cum. I've had men go down on me and always enjoyed it but it was nothing like the smooth, gentle touch of another woman. I started whimpering, Donnas' tongue lapping and sucking my pussy, Mikes cock almost forgotten as an orgasm exploded, seeming to send electric shocks through my shaking body. I was almost in a daze, slumped on top of Mike, unable to resist as I was lifted off Mikes prick, onto the seat opposite, and watched as Donna took my place, Mikes cock, slick with my juices sliding inside her cunt. I lay back, watching them fuck, my fingers, idly stroking my pussy, engrossed by the sight of his cock pounding in and out of her cunt, watching the subtle changes in her. Donna's clitoris, poking out, a flush spreading from her pussy, over her belly, her tits turning pink the long nipples erect, neck turning almost red as she started panting and puffing. Mike was breathing hard, close to cumming too, she just beat him to it, throwing her head back, gasping as Mike's cock pumped her full of his semen. I was sitting forward on the edge of the chair by then, still looking at her pink pussy, as his softening cock slipped out. Donna stood up, one hand clamped over her pussy, preventing Mike's spunk from running out. She reached out with her other hand and pulled me to my feet, she moved closer and kissed me full on the mouth, her tongue touching my lips. I couldn't help responding, kissing her back our tongues in each others mouths. She broke away and lead me into Mikes room, telling me to go down on her and lick her out. She pulled me on to the bed, pushing my head down towards her pussy, then lay back, legs spread. I wanted to taste her pussy, take Mike's spunk and eagerly went down on her. I was aware that Mike had followed and heard Garry and Kelly as they watched me perform cunnilingus on Donna, licking, sucking, nibbling, probing her cunt with my tongue until I'd sucked her dry. I spent the night sharing the bed with Mike and Donna. Mike fucked us both during the night and at some point in the night Donna ended up next to me, fingering my pussy. In the morning I was woken by her kissing my tits and I responded by bringing her off with my fingers, which woke up Mike. I heard Garry leaving and Mike talking to Kelly in the other room. I was still in bed with Donna, thinking about what I had already done, thinking about what I still wanted to do, remembering what the girl in the pub had said, realising that it might be weeks or months before I had another opportunity like this. I asked Donna, “Have you ever had anal sex?” “Yeh loads. Haven't you?” “Not yet. hurt?” I replied. “Only a bit at first. You should try it. It's great, you'll love it” I saw the look in her eyes, she'd taken the bait. “Hey Mike, Charlotte says she has never been arse fucked and wants you to do her now” she giggled. “I didn't say that. I was just asking” I stopped and gave him a sexy look.”Of course if your offering, who am I to refuse” I finished, rolling on to my front opening my legs to reveal my tight, puckered hole. “She'll need loads of lube. I've got some in my bag” Kelly called helpfully. The bed moved as Mike joined us, his hand going straight to my bum, spreading my cheeks. Kelly came in, just wearing a thong and handed the lube to Donna who was already touching my bum hole with her fingers. Kelly got on the bed too, taking Mikes cock in her hand, stroking him erect, then as he became harder, taking him in her mouth and sucking him. I'd have been jealous before, but I was more interested in what Donna was doing. I jumped when she squirted the cold lube on my bum, her fingers making me shiver when she touched my arse hole. She told me to raise my bum, Mike spread my buttocks wider as Donna used her fingers, spreading the lube around my bum. I felt one of her fingers probing, slowly sliding into my anus. She withdrew it, adding more lube, she pushed a second finger in, then hooked a third in from one side. I squealed, burying my face in the pillow. With three fingers in my arse she pulled, stretching me open. Mike picked up the lube, telling Donna to hold my arse hole open so he could add more lubrication. I felt him push the end of the tube in my bum, more of the cold liquid squirting inside me, Donna adding a fourth finger, slipping it in easily. “She's ready for you” Donna announced a couple of minutes later. Kelly stopped sucking his cock, moving to sit with her back to the wall, close to my head. She removed her thong, opening her legs, fingers on her slit. I looked behind me as Mike moved into position, his cock looked huge, and I began to have second thoughts, worried whether I would be able to take it in my arse, frightened it would be to painful. It was to late to back out now. Donna had moved to one side, two or three fingers still in my bum. I felt Mike's hands on my bum, spreading my buttocks, fingers, sliding in as Donna pulled hers out. He shuffled closer, raising my bum as Donna spoke, “Give me the lube. You haven't done your cock” she lubricated his prick, I felt the end nudging against my bum. She spoke again, this time to me, “Relax. It will probably hurt at first but once it's in it'll be worth it” He pulled, prising me open with his fingers, then the tip of his cock entered me. I felt fingers on my pussy, Donna sliding them in, rubbing my clit while she finger fucked me. It felt as if I'd taken about an inch of cock. Mike pushed harder, I screamed, maybe not as painful as I feared but it hurt. “Stop, Stop” I cried, my eyes watering, as I buried my face in the pillow. He pulled out a little, the pain subsided, I felt more lube being added. “OK, I'm ready to try again” I told him, determined to take him in my arse. I knew what to expect this time and was prepared for it. Donna's fingers, doing wonderful things in my pussy, along with the added distraction of Kelly who was now brazenly masturbating next to me, helped. Mike pushed harder, my anus stretching as he worked his cock tip in again. The pain building as he forced more in. I bit my lip to stop crying out, Then suddenly he broke through the resistance. I yelped out loud, but the pain was subsiding, just a bit of discomfort, as I felt more of his cock sliding up my arse. “He's in. I've taken his cock. He's fucking my arse” I cried out ecstatically. I felt him moving inside me, the lube doing its work as he arse fucked me, taking my anal virginity. He started slowly, I asked him to fuck me faster and harder. Donna started finger fucking my cunt harder, using all four fingers inside me, her thumb working on my clitoris. Between them they were giving me amazing sexual pleasure. I'd never experienced anything like it. I felt an orgasm rapidly approaching, Moving my hips with them, wanting to take all his cock in my arse, relishing every second, trying to hold back my climax wanting to take maximum pleasure, prolong it as long as possible. I couldn't, I started to climax, wave after wave, several orgasm seeming to flow into each other. I called out that I wanted him to cum inside me, I was momentarily distracted by Kelly as she came, then the sensation in my bum. Mikes cock pulsating in my arse, pumping his spunk in three or four strong spurts deep inside me. I'd done it, taken him in the arse and loved it. I continued meeting Mike once or twice a week, wishing it could be more frequent, Donna joining us a couple of times which I enjoyed. More than anything though I wanted to spend another night with him and Donna and possibly another guy after Donna had told me about being DP'd. I'd gone out and met him a couple of evenings, Henry not remotely suspicious, but it was July before I had another chance for an all-nighter, Henry was going to be away for a mid week night,my Mum would babysit. I told Mike, telling him it would be good if he could arrange for Donna and one of his mates to join us. Since the Spring I had started wearing shorter skirts, not to short about 4 inches above the knee, but tight and when I sat rose quite high showing a lot of leg. He'd complemented me on my legs, which I've always thought of being my best asset, deciding to give him a treat and buy a very short leather skirt to wear. I found one, only about 12 inches long, poppers down the front, with a matching vest top which left my midriff bare, just enough to cover my tits. I got ready, putting on a skimpy bra and string, the skirt and top. I stood in front of the mirror, could just see the bottom of the bra cups. No bra I thought and removed it before deciding to take off the string too. I looked at myself, the skirt only just covering my pussy, the underside of my naked breasts just visible. What a slut I thought, Just the look I was after. Mike was working late and I’d arranged to go to his flat for 9pm or just after. It was still to early, I went downstairs, looking out the window. I saw Mark, one of our neighbours, on his drive washing his car. I wondered what he would think if he could see me dressed like a tart. He's about my age and quite attractive. He wouldn't be able to see me through the nets and I reached between my legs, giving my moistening pussy a rub. I wanted to go outside but that was far to risky. I suddenly remembered that I had a long blond wig I'd worn to a fancy dress party. I recalled that even people I knew well hadn't recognised me. I went and found it carefully putting it on, pinning my short dark hair under it. I hardly recognised myself. I'd been intending to drive, it was a nice evening, about a 20 minute walk. Did I dare walk the whole way dressed like that. I found a shoulder bag folded some jeans and t shirt and trainers and put them in for the next morning. I looked again, just in time to see him talking to Jane, his wife, before she drove off in her car. Mark crouched down to wipe something off his car. Dare I do it. I opened the door, then bottled it, closing it again. Part of me was saying don't do it, it's to risky. The devil inside me was saying look how wet your pussy is go on get out there, he'll never recognise you. The devil in me won. I had a short cotton jacket, I say short but it was actually longer than the skirt, I put it on, leaving it open, then with my heart hammering I opened the door and stepped outside. I closed the door quietly, pausing for a moment, from the corner of my eye seeing Mark look up. I almost froze, but recovered, waved at our window as if someone was watching me leave and turned walking down the path towards him. Hedges either side hid me from anyone else. His mouth dropped open, his tongue practically hanging out, no hint of recognition. The wig combined with killer heels making me look much taller. I glanced up and down the road, then crossed. He was still crouched down looking up at me, his expression changing as I got closer and he realised I was naked under the skirt and he could see my smoothly shaved pussy. The look on his face was priceless, so good that I stopped, for a good minute, opening my legs a bit more, giving him a better view of my cunt while I sent a text to Mike, before moving on.. The last place he was looking was at my face, and I wondered if he been able to see the juices, trickling from my cunt soaking the top of my legs. I walked slowly along the street into town, enjoying the looks and occasional car horn being blown as blokes passed. My phone rang, Mike ringing to say he'd finished early and was in the pub and to go there not his flat. I had been looking forward to a good hard fuck so was not to pleased but thought when he sees me he won't be able to get me back to the flat quick enough. I walked into the Pub, it was almost empty, the usual barman looked me over with interest. I wondered why he didn't he didn't say anything, then realised that he hadn't recognised me. I walked over to the bar, “Is Mike in the Pool Room?” I enquired. He gave a surprised look recognising my voice, realising who I was and told me he was in there with four of his mates, no sign of Donna. I walked in, heads turned looking at me, “Fucking hell, look at that” someone said. Mike did a double take, even he seemed unsure who I was until I spoke. I was really pleased with the success of my disguise, I smiled at Mike, and walked over to him, slipping my jacket off, giving him a twirl, “Like the outfit?” then moving closer told him I had nothing underneath. Someone bought me a drink and I sat on Mikes lap, while I excitedly told him about flashing my pussy at my neighbour and my walk through town. They all must have bought me drinks, there was lots of joking, increasingly lewd comments as they played pool. Mike had undone my top, exposing my tits, a hand on my thigh hand close to my pussy. Mike suggested a game of pool. “So they can all see my pussy when I bend over I suppose. I'd rather go to your flat to fuck” I told him talking louder than I realised as his mates turned looking at us. He moved his hand to my pussy, rubbing my gash. “No need to go there. If you want to fuck we can do you here. All of us” he looked at me, daring me to refuse. “What if someone comes in” I asked. “They won't, Marty, will give me the key to the door” Not waiting for a reply he lifted me off and went to speak to the bar manager. I got up and took a cue, bending over the table, exposing myself while I took a shot. I heard the door being locked and lifted one leg on the edge of the table, took another shot and missed. The room was almost silent, I stood, one of the guys bent to take his shot. Mike was behind me. I didn't move, waiting to see what would happen. My top was already open and he pulled it down my arms and off. He moved his hands to the skirt, reaching for the lowest of six poppers, one by one he pulled them open. Until he reached the waist, a hard tug and the skirt dropped to the floor. Mike, cupped one of my tits, pinching the nipple, his other hand dropping to my cunt. I moved my feet apart, as he slide his fingers in my pussy, finger fucking me as his mates watched. I was naked facing four men, two I'd met briefly before, Griff and Lewis, two I'd only met an hour or so earlier whose names I couldn't remember but I intended to let them fuck me. I could see the looks on their faces, lust I suppose. I felt a feeling of liberation, I could do as I wished be as filthy, debauched, uninhibited as I liked, ignore all the boundaries. I stepped away from, Mike and looked from one to the other, They'd been told that they could fuck me but none of them made a move, waiting for one of the others to make the first move. “I sat on the edge of the pool table, opening my legs, displaying my shaved, gaping wet cunt to them “Get your cocks out then. I want to see what I'm going to get” I started wanking, using just my fingers, watching through half shut eyes as they got their cocks out, all erect or close to. Mike stood watching as I played with my pussy, juices soaking my fingers. Mike bent over sucking my nipples, getting them really hard, then stopped reaching over and picking up a cue and stroking it suggestively. I spread my legs wider, moving my hands out of the way as he pushed the thick end in my pussy. I looked between my legs as the wooden shaft penetrated me, until I'd taken 11 or 12 inches. I grabbed his hand to stop him pushing in more. The lads had moved closer, watching Mike fuck me with the pool cue, until one of them reached out and squeezed my tits. I reached for his prick, stroking his erection, wriggling around my head on the edge of the table, I pulled him closer, opening my mouth to suck him. I felt the cue being withdrawn, Mike saying I needed something bigger, telling one of the guys to use a bottle. I felt my cunt stretching as the cold bottle was pushed in. I sucked the cock in my my harder, letting my head drop down, swallowing his cock, taking him in my throat, an art I'd learnt after practising on Mike, with instruction from Donna. Someone was fingering my clit as they bottle fucked me. I felt the cock twitch in my mouth as he came and I swallowed his tasty young spunk. He moved away to watch, I pushed myself up on my elbows, the bottle fully inside me. I needed a hot cock, not a cold bottle, “That's enough of that. One of you fuck me” I told them, reaching down to remove the bottle from my cunt. I got off the pool table, turning, pulling one in front off me. I bent over, legs open, feeling Griff rubbing his cock along my gash then entering me I began to suck off the guy in front off me. I realised what a slut I was being which excited me, aroused by being fucked in front of a group of guys. Except for Mike, they all fucked me at least once, including the two I’d sucked off. I'd just been fucked for the sixth or seventh time when Mike unlocked the door letting in Marty, the barman. He'd just locked up and was there to claim his reward for letting us use the pool room. He was older than the others, around fifty, but he had a lovely big hard cock. Mike had also got his cock out sitting on the pool table, stroking his erection. He lifted me up and lowered me, while I held his prick aiming it into my pussy. When he was fully in me I lay back against him as he moved in and out fucking me. Then Marty moved closer holding his hard prick and I realised with delight that I was going to get DP'd at last. Mike pulled his cock almost out then Marty, using his fingers stretched my cunt open, put his cock against my hole and they both slowly slide their cocks in. I'd never felt my cunt so stretched or filled as they gradually fucked me harder, sliding in and out of my well lubricated cunt. They seemed to fuck me for ages, making me cum twice before eventually unloading their spunk inside me. I went back to Mike's flat afterwards and spent the night with him. Though I didn't know it at the time it was the final occasion. The school holidays started and I couldn't get to see him. I phoned him and he didn't answer. We went away on holiday to Spain for three weeks in August with some friends. I didn't dare take my PAYG “sex phone” in case it was found, but tried calling Mike from a pay phone. While we were away our sex was actually good. I asked Henry to use a vibrator to fuck me, while, to his surprise I deepthroated him, telling him after that I'd been practising on the vibrator. We did it again several times and he commented how hard I orgasmed, asking what I was thinking about. I realised I was unlikely to get a better opportunity to tell him. “I was wondering what it would be like to have sex with two men at the same time. You and someone else” I waited for his reaction, he didn't explode, looked surprised but not shocked, dumbfounded probably. “Oh” was his response. I decided to press on. “Haven't you ever imagined watching me being fucked?” His prick started to stiffen, there was a sort of glint in his eye. I reached for his cock, stroking him, getting him harder. “You have, haven't you. There's no hiding this” I laughed giving his prick a gentle tug. “Maybe once or twice” he admitted. “So have I. Don't you think it would be horny? Or maybe find a couple to swap with” I held my breath. He didn't say anything immediately, I thought I'd blown it, but then he said “It would be horny, but how do you find people” he asked. “I'm sure there are ways” I told him. As soon as we got home I disposed of my “sex phone” after going to Mike's local and finding he'd left the area for work. Henry was dithering, but last Saturday night, after I put on a filthy show, using my vibrators to masturbate while telling him what men were doing to me he finally agreed that I should go ahead and see if I could arrange things. He's left it to me and is unaware of SH and similar sites so won't see this story and doesn't know how many men have already fucked me. An advert is possible, but having read some of the ones on here and particularly the comments about time wasters and people misrepresenting themselves I have reservations. I'd certainly be interested in others views. There is a post script to this. Mark the neighbour obviously hadn't mentioned the “blond” he'd seen to Henry and I hadn't seen him to speak to until last weekend. I bumped into him in town and we were walking home, chatting but he kept looking at me. We'd turned into our street and he said “That blond woman I saw a couple of months ago. It was you wasn't it?” I laughed and denied it. “What gave you that idea anyway?” I asked. “The coat you're wearing, the bag you're carrying today. I recognise them” I laughed again, but even to me it sounded false. He grinned at me “Nice pussy. Maybe I can have a closer look some time” he said, raising his eyebrows. “Maybe” was all I could think to say, though to be honest it's a bit to close to home. If you've persevered and got this far, thank you for reading my story, I hope you enjoyed it and that it wasn't to long. Hopefully if everything works out I may have more to tell you soon.