Fact
12 Jun 2017


For those of you that have followed my stories this is how my life of unbridled sex really started. My other stories you can find under the name of Lucky Lady. I am now married to the man in this tale after we met following disastrous first marriages on both our sides. I was a prim, middle class housewife with little or no experience but as our love grew my now husband introduced me to a lifestyle I had never even dreamed about let alone considered. Now whilst an important part of our lives we only play occasionally and we only ever fuck with other people and we only make love with each other. This episode in my life not only opened my eyes but also led to us developing a complete trust in one another. I hope you enjoy it.

The dinner had been exquisite, the food stunning, the most expensive wines I had ever drunk, and a different one for every course. The room beautiful, heavy silk curtains, candle light and subtle music playing softly in the background.

After the meal which had been served to us by an extremely handsome young waiter we retired to the very secluded garden and sat in the warm summer air drinking brandies and coffee and him smoking his favourite Cuban cigar. He was dressed in a dinner jacket and bow tie now undone and draped around his neck. Everything about his dress was perfect, the patent shoes and the silver cufflinks glinting in the candlelight and I was dressed to match.

The dark blue silk dress clung to my every curve, my tanned legs naked and showing through the thigh high slit in the side, the black silk high heels extending my legs giving me favourite “fuck me” confidence and his favourite black, pearled thong. No bra of course, my nipples constantly made erect by the soft friction of the silk on my breasts. Tonight however there was an addition to my outfit. Before we had left home he had presented me with what I thought was a black jewellery box. “For you” he said with a smile.

The box contained a slim black cylinder with a small wire attached to it, the cylinder glistened in the light of our bedroom and when I touched it I found it to be slightly slippery to the touch. “Lift your dress” he said, as always with him I did as I was told, I knew tonight would be another adventure and this was obviously the start. He pulled my thong to one side and after running his finger over my waxed smooth pussy lips he took the cylinder and slid it inside my pussy. He dropped the dress down and smiled “Was that nice” he asked, “yes but what is it” I replied. “You will find out soon enough” was all he said and walked off to get his drink.

The car arrived to take us to his friends for dinner and dropped us at a large house hidden on the outskirts of the village. During the journey he had sat stroking my pussy through the slit in the dress whilst I had squeezed and stroked his hard cock. I’m sure the driver had adjusted his mirror to get a look but I wasn’t sure. When we arrived the driver took our overnight bag to the door whilst he helped me from the car. Although I was his slut he always without fail treated as the most precious thing in his life and always treated me like a lady, opening doors, holding my seat out, all the little things that make you feel special.

As we walked to the door it happened for the first time, a deep vibration started deep inside my pussy causing me to gasp as it was so unexpected. It only lasted for about 5 seconds but the thrill was unbelievable. I looked at him and he was smiling. “What was that” I asked “oh just the remote control vibrator you have in your pussy”. He held open his hand and showed me a small black box, his thumb pressed the button on it and the vibration hit me again causing me to crush my thighs together in ecstasy. He pressed the door bell as I hissed “you dirty bastard” and as the door opened he hit the button again causing my legs to buckle slightly so intense was the feeling now coursing through my pussy.

The door was opened by a handsome man in his forties dressed in a dinner suit, he smiled and said “hello you two, do come in Helen is just coming down”. He introduced me to Paul who leant forward and kissed me gently on the cheek. As we walked in Paul said “Here is the Mistress now” which struck me as strange but they both just laughed so I took no more notice.

Walking down the stairs was Helen; I had heard about her but never met her before tonight. Late thirties, slim, short brunette hair, rolling hips and the most beautiful almond almost feline eyes. She was dressed in a black silk evening dress with a slit to match mine and obviously braless as well judging by her nipples. She kissed him lightly on the lips and I on the cheek, then taking me by the hand led us into the lounge for drinks.

Whilst Helen had prepared the food and selected the wine she had hired a local young man in to serve the dinner during the course of which I couldn’t help but notice that when he came to serve her she would discretely stroke the back of his leg and bum. I looked at Paul and him but neither showed any sort of reaction so I just ignored it.

After drinks in the garden Helen took me to our room and whilst there said “isn’t the waiter just gorgeous”. I smiled and said “yes he is a bit of a hunk”. She laughed loudly and said “I can see you are as bad as me”. Suddenly she leant forward and kissed me gently on the lips and said “come on more drinks”.

Through the course of the dinner I had noticed that Paul was quite quiet but very attentive to Helen and my needs, anything we wanted he got straight away and this continued in the garden. It was while Helen sat opposite me that she crossed her legs and her dress fell away from her legs, not only was she not wearing a bra but now her smooth pussy was exposed, the lips slightly swollen and shining in the candlelight, as quick as I had seen it she said “oops” and covered herself but not before looking me right in the eye and smiling. Then it hit me again but this time the vibrations went on and on causing my cheeks to flush and my bottom to squirm on the settee. “Looks like you enjoyed that” whispered Helen causing me to blush deeply.

The waiter appeared and said “Everything is clear down here now, would you like me get upstairs ready”. Helen said “yes, we will be up soon so as quick as you can and Paul darling can you help him. After about 30 minutes the garden lights flashed and Helen said “come with me you two I have something to show you”. We both followed her up the stairs and as we got to the door of our room his arms snaked around me and held me tight, Helen stepped forward and placed a black silk blindfold tightly over my eyes “Relax” was all she said and kissed me hard on the lips her tongue just darting briefly into my mouth.

I was led forward then stopped. I felt my dress slither to the floor and the soft cushion of a chair touch the back of my knees, I sat down and felt my wrists being tied to the arms of the chair, not to hurt but definitely to stop me getting up. My legs were then parted and the same done to my ankles. The room went quiet for sometime broken only by the frequent activation of the vibrator. I could feel my juice running from pussy and onto the chair. After what seemed an age the blindfold was removed and the sight that greeted me was unbelievable.

Helen had changed into a black corset, stockings, high heels and black thong. Around her neck was a collar with a lead attached, he was holding the lead whilst she knelt at his feet holding his stiff cock in her right hand, in her left hand she had the more than impressive cock of the young waiter which she sucking vigorously. Around her neck hung the remote to my vibrator. It was then that I noticed another chair next to me, when I looked I saw that Paul was tied into his chair the same as me and whilst my pussy was leaking his cock stood erect from his groin, throbbing before my eyes.

Helen took turns in sucking both cocks, covering them in shining saliva and deep red lipstick. She swirled her tongue around the knobs, stuck the tip of her tongue into the eyes of their cocks and squeezed and massaged their balls, occasionally taking them in her mouth.

Suddenly he said “up slut” and pulled her to her feet by the lead. He sat on the end of the bed and pulled her over his knee; he ripped the thong down and said “you know what happens now slut”. She just looked at him and nodded. The waiter moved in front of her face and as the first spank landed he thrust his cock into Helens mouth, driving the whole length in before pulling it out and thrusting it back in time with the spanks. Every time the cock was taken from her mouth Helen groaned with pleasure and every time she groaned so did I. My pussy was throbbing, leaking and pulsing watching him and the waiter use her like this. Next to me Paul’s cock was leaking liquid that was running down to his balls whilst mine was soaking the cushion.

The spanking stopped and the waiter pulled Helen to her feet turned her around and bent her over the bed. Her arse was bright red from the spanking and her naked, leaking, swollen pussy was clearly visible. I had never seen a pussy so aroused before. The waiter moved out of the way to let him in, he stepped behind Helen and slid one, them two then three fingers deep into her pussy, her back arched and her first orgasm screamed from her lips. As more juice leaked from her lips he managed to get his other finger and thumb into her pussy. “Ready” he said “God yes” she said. He pushed forward and his whole hand disappeared inside her to the wrist. Helen screamed, groaned, swore and orgasmed again and again. Her legs seemed to give way but he held her up by the hand deep in her pussy. He pulled her hand out and the waiter took his place doing exactly the same to her until she collapsed forward onto the bed groaning and trembling, her pussy was wide open and juice poured from it onto the bed.

He walked towards me his erect cock thrusting out in front of him, the knob shining with her saliva. He stood in front of me tormenting me with his erection and slowly one by one made lick Helen’s juices from his fingers. As I savoured her taste he grabbed my head, pulled it forward and thrust his cock deep into my mouth, his salty liquid covering my tongue covering the sweeter taste of Helen. My pussy was now opening and closing by itself, my clit was throbbing and then the vibrator went off again. Helen was stood behind him stroking his balls whilst I sucked his cock. The waiter was stood behind her fingering her clit and biting her neck. Every bite made her eyes roll back just like when he found my map. The lucky slut.

He pulled his cock from my mouth, leant down and kissed me passionately, “you will join in soon but he, indicating Paul won’t”. He likes to watch and if we let him wank his cock. Helen stepped forward and slid two slim fingers deep inside my soaking pussy, she bent them up and found my map causing my bum to lift off the seat and present even more of my pussy to her. She took the fingers out and licked them clean. She kissed me and said “I can’t wait to taste you properly darling”

She stepped back reached up and pressed the button of the remote and my first cum hit me hard causing my held to flop forward and the breath to rush from my body. My legs had shaken violently on the first God only knows how I was going to feel later.

Helen was taken by her lead back to the bed, bent over and the waiter just thrust his cock into her pussy, “Fuck my cunt, fuck it now” she wailed as he thrust his cock deep into her pussy. The waiter absolutely pounded her pussy forcing her face into the duvet. As I watched open mouthed he came and stood behind me pulling, massaging and twisting my nipples. He leant down and bit my neck gently and said “would you like his cock darling”. “Yes” I gasped “and yours and her cunt, God I want it all, I need it all, please untie me and fuck me” “All in good time” said and quickly twisted both my nipples hard causing me cum for the second time in five minutes. How much of this could I take? ……………………………………….

Part Two to follow x


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