I saw Tom practically every weekday morning, at the early swimming session, before work. We could hardly ignore each other, often we were the only ones at the pool, especially in the winter. Despite our age difference, I'm 42, he's 25, we got on well. I went because I enjoy swimming, as well as to keep fit and maintain my slim figure. I couldn't help noticing him glancing at my body, which I found flattering. Equally I couldn't help looking at the fairly impressive bulge in his Speedos and wondered how big his cock was when it was erect. I'm married to Rob, who is 18 years older. For about the last 18 months he has often been unable to perform. He's unable to use Viagra which may have helped. Knowing how much I missed sex, he had suggested that I take a lover to satisfy my needs, but I hadn't. My only sexual satisfaction had been through masturbation and sex toys, usually with my husband watching. You probably won't be surprised to learn that Tom became the subject of my fantasises. I'd finger myself, or use a vibrator to bring myself to orgasm, imagining he was fucking me. Over the weeks things got more and more flirty. Some mornings, after our swim, if I had the changing rooms to myself, I'd masturbate whilst showering. The risk of being caught was low and it was a turn on knowing he was naked just the other side of the wall. We'd usually have a coffee before leaving for work and it gave me a warm glow, wondering what he'd think if he knew I'd just been playing with myself, imagining having sex with him. I told Rob and with his encouragement began to think seriously about how I could engineer things and have Tom as a lover. Bikinis weren't permitted, but I started to wear one-piece swimsuits, with high cut legs, made of thin lycra which clung to my curves. The centre panel of one suit in white was transparent when it was wet, the gusset and bust lined to protect the wearers modesty. I got a bit of a thrill from wearing it, particularly when I noticed him sitting on the pool edge, watching me, doing nothing to conceal that his prick was semi erect. He complemented me on how good I looked wearing it. “Not to revealing I hope?” I joked. “Not at all. Shame it's lined though” he replied with a grin. That evening I told my husband about the apparent effect I'd had on Tom's cock and his comment about the swimsuits lining. It was still wet after I'd washed it. I took off my top and bra and held an unlined section against my boobs to show him how see through it was. It moulded to my 34C tits, the nipples visible. “I wonder what effect it would have on his cock if the whole suit was unlined?” I wondered aloud. Rob immediately suggested I should see if I could take out the lining. I inspected the stitching and decided I should be able to removed it. Very carefully I snipped the stitches, succeeded in removing the bust lining, then the gusset, leaving only the thin outer material covering my tits and pussy. It had dried by the time I finished modifying it, and stripped naked and put it on. The dry swimsuit remained opaque but my nipples poked through and between my legs was a very obvious cameltoe. I went through to the en-suite, stood in the shower and soaked myself. The effect was immediate, dramatic and very revealing. I could see everything, my tits, trimmed pubes, plastered against my mound, only partially concealing my clitoral hood and the top of my slit. I wasn't sure if I'd dare wear it but Rob said I looked amazing, advising I'd look even better if I shaved my pussy. I decided to do that immediately. I trimmed my pubic hair as I could, found a fresh razor, smoothed on a good covering of foam, sat on the edge of the bath. I began to run the razor over my pussy, removed my pubes a stroke at a time until my cunt was hairless and silky smooth. Once I'd finished I put the swimsuit back on, wet it. It was a great improvement, my cunt clearly visible through the transparent material. In bed afterwards, I couldn't stop touching myself and, with Tom watching and wanking, I brought myself to a satisfying orgasm. Whilst he didn't get fully erect he did manage to cum Imagining Tom fucking me made me more determined to go through with it. I lay in bed afterwards wondering how to play things, thinking of what I could to say. “Tom, would you make love to me?” or “Do you want to have sex with me?” perhaps, “Fancy a bonk?” As I drifted off to sleep, fingering myself again, I thought of other things I could say, mostly very rude and not at all lady like. Monday morning I got up, following my usual routine, except this morning Rob got up too. I was undecided which swimsuit to take. A normal one or the altered one. I put both in my bag, Rob removed the normal one reasoning that if I took both I'd be more likely to bottle my plan. He'd left me no choice, provided I was daring enough to leave the changing rooms. I kissed Rob, promised that I'd let him know how I got on at the pool and if I'd arranged to meet Tom that evening for sex. At least that's how we were hoping and expecting things might progress. Mondays were usually quiet even though it was early summer. I'd hoped to arrive before Tom, but his car was already there. I hurried to the changing room, quickly stripped and put on the swimsuit. I knew if I hesitated I'd probably loose my nerve and quickly walked through the foot bath, out onto the pool side, just as Tom came out of the Men's changing room. His eyes were on my body as we we greeted each other. I was excited, my nipples erect and I could feel a definite moistening between my legs. I felt myself blush, realising that the juices seeping from my pussy would rapidly spread and the suit would be see through. I did the only thing I could think off besides fleeing, and dived into the pool. I swam towards the end, aware that he'd dived in and was swimming just behind me, where he had a good view of my bum. If he'd had any doubts about what I'd done they were quickly dispelled after a couple of lengths when I turned onto my back. Kicking my legs aiming for the curved steps at the shallow end, furthest from the pool attendant. As soon as he could Tom stood, wading along side looking down at me. “Is it better without the lining?” I asked as I reached the steps. “Much” he replied as I sat on the top one, just in the water. His response was just what I'd been hoping for. “What about this?” I asked, letting my legs float apart. He moved between my legs, placed his hands on my thighs, gazing at my pussy, barely concealed by the see through material. He looked for several seconds before replying “Pull it to the side. Let me see your cunt properly” I looked behind him, the attendant wasn't paying us any particular attention and Tom was blocking his view. I reached down, slipped my fingers inside the material and pulled it to one side, uncovering my sex, exposing my cunt to his eyes. He pulled me nearer, pushing my legs further apart, moving his hand up my thigh until his fingers touched my pussy. I moved my hand on top of his, gripping his wrist as he slid a couple of fingers into my hole. I had to say something and blurted out the first thing that came to mind “Do you want to fuck me?” not quite what I'd planned on, but saying it out loud excited me. He looked startled. “What, here?” he replied. Behind him I could see the attendant beginning to take an interest, leaning over looking and trying to see what we were up to. Quickly I removed his fingers from my pussy and closed my legs, telling him that much as I'd like him to do me there, we had enough time before work to go to his flat and fuck. The plan of arranging to meet later completely forgotten. As we climbed out the pool, I could see my swimsuit had had the desired effect, Toms erect cock, stretching the front of his speedos. The attendant was approaching. The material between my legs was still pulled to the side. He was staring at my exposed pussy as we hurried passed, but said nothing. I quickly showered, put on my dress, shoving my bra, panties and tights in my bag. We left my car in the car park, Tom drove, one hand on my thigh. I lifted my bum, tugging my dress up to the top of my thighs, uncovering my pussy, and sat with my legs far enough apart for him to touch my sex. My excitement increased as we drove through the early morning traffic, with him fingering me. We stopped at some lights. By then my dress was hitched up practically around my waist, Tom's fingers in my pussy, my fingers stroking my clit. In the next lane was a van. I glanced up towards the driver, who grinned down at me through his open window and gave me a thumbs up. Inexplicably I felt no embarrassment exposing myself to him, just aroused and elated by my behaviour. I couldn't resist rewarding him by opening my legs wider, glad that I'd shaved my pussy, giving him an unobstructed view of my wet gaping cunt. I wasn't really listening to Tom who was saying something about his flatmate. The van driver called through the window. “Show us your tits too darling” I hesitated for a moment, stopped stroking my clit, pulled down the top of my dress and cupped my tits, jiggling them in his direction. The lights changed moments later, he turned off and we continued to the flat, pulling up outside a few minutes later. I made myself decent and followed him into his flat. It was about 7.30am, I had to be at work for nine, plenty of time. I was like a bitch on heat, horny as hell. Once we were inside, I pulled my dress up over my head, dropped it on the floor and started kissing him, pressing my naked body against him as he guided me into his bedroom. He pushed the door, but it didn't close. We tumbled onto his bed, me on top, straddling his thighs. He lay back, repeating that his flatmate was in and on his day off. That's what he'd been on about when I flashed the van driver. I didn't care. I hadn't had the hots for a guy like this, since I was a student. I started to unbutton his shirt, ripping one or two off in my haste to see him naked. I unbuckled his belt, unfastened his trousers and pulled down the zip. I wriggled towards his feet, pulling his trousers and underwear down, eagerly anticipating seeing his cock. It popped out, standing proudly erect, about 7 or 8 inches of solid man meat. I pulled his clothes off, moved back up the bed, wrapped my fingers around his shaft and began to wank him. I squeezed it, clear precum seeped from the eye. I smeared it over his knob, bending forward and licking it, before taking it between my lips, sucking his prick into my mouth. I'd never particularly enjoyed sucking my husbands cock, I didn't like the taste, but Tom's was different. I liked the flavour and slight tang of his young cock. I began to suck him greedily, relishing the feel of his hard cock in my mouth. I moved my legs apart, reaching between them, masturbating, lubricating my cunt in preparation for mounting his cock and riding him. My cunt was dripping after only a minute or two. I stopped sucking his cock and sat up. I heard a sound from behind me and looked over my shoulder. Standing just inside the door was his flatmate. I imagine the noise I was making gobbling on Tom's cock had masked his presence. I would have been embarrassed and ashamed being caught in such a compromising situation in the past. Now I was thrilled, realising that four men, Tom, the pool attendant, the van driver and now his flatmate had all seen my pussy in less than an hour. I remembered his flatmates name, Ty. What Tom hadn't mentioned was that he was black and, as far as I was concerned, absolutely gorgeous, with a fit body and a prick to match. He was wearing an open dressing gown, stroking his erect cock which was probably about the same length as Tom's but looked considerably thicker. I sometimes fantasised being fucked by a black guy. I wanted to have him, had no intention of missing the opportunity and determined that I would not leave until he'd fucked me too. I realised that I was behaving like a Slut. In fact I was positively relishing what I was doing, Without even thinking to ask Tom I invited Ty to join us. Fortunately Tom didn't object, though that might have been because I'd turned around, positioned myself above his cock and was rubbing my cunt against the tip. I sank down and his cock slipped easily into my hole until he fully penetrated me. I gave a sigh of pleasure, began to rock on his cock, rubbing my clit against his pubis. At the same time Ty dropped his gown on the floor. I saw his naked muscular body, his hard rampant cock within reach. I took hold of it, pulling him closer. Lifting myself up a little allowing Tom to fuck me I rubbed Ty's magnificent black cock against my face before taking it in my mouth. I sucked him lingeringly, taking as much cock as I could manage into my mouth, each time Tom thrust into my cunt. Tom held my hips, holding me steady while he drove his cock harder and faster into my cunt. Ty gripped his shaft, wanking his cock into my mouth as I gobbled him. I was tingling all over, flushing as I neared orgasm, snorting through my nose, trying to catch my breath with a mouth full of cock. Ty got the message and withdrew his cock and stood watching, urging Tom to hurry up so he could fuck me. I was enjoying Tom, but was eager to take my first black cock. I started to frig my swollen clit, bounce on Tom's thrusting cock, tensing and releasing my cunt muscles until I felt his cock twitching inside me as he came. I climaxed moments later, but continued grinding my pussy against him until my orgasm began to subside. I climbed off him, wondering if I should offer to wash my pussy before Ty fucked me. He took the decision without my having to ask and rolled me onto my back. I'd read about guys enjoying fucking women after another man has had sex with them and guessed he must be one of them. Turned on by the prospect of taking his spunk too, I spread my legs for him, wantonly displaying my gaping spunk drenched cunt, inviting him to fuck me. He grabbed my legs, spreading them wider. I sat up, desperate to watch his thick black cock entering me. Kneeling between my thighs, he aimed his cock at my cunt. I reached for it and guided it to my fuck hole. He rubbed it along my slit then pushed the bulbous, purply knob into my cunt. I watched as my hole stretched open to take him. I shuddered with pleasure as his cock slid into me, Tom's spunk, bubbling around his shaft as his cock forced it out. The sight of his heavily veined black cock, contrasting erotically with my white pussy as he penetrated me was one of the horniest things I'd ever seen. “Oh my God. That feels wonderful. Fuck me hard” I sighed, laying back, wrapping my legs around his bum. He fucked me for about 25 minutes, changing positions several times. Him on top, me on top riding him. Kneeling with him fucking me doggy, pushing two fingers in my bum, which I liked. He told me he intended to arse fuck me later. In my heightened state of arousal I said I was looking forward to trying anything he wanted. I orgasmed three or four times before he finally ejaculated inside me. What a joy it was to pleasure and be pleasured by two guys. My only regret was not having experienced it years earlier. By the time we'd finished, Tom was showered, dressed for work and ready to leave. I realised I was going to be late, started to get out of bed, until Ty pulled me back and told me to call in sick. The promise of more of his cock was more than attractive. He could see I was wavering and offered to call some of his mates, suggesting they could fuck me too. I knew I should refuse but the temptation was overwhelming, the opportunity to have more black cock to much to resist. I made a phone call to my boss and told him I wouldn't be in due to “women's problems” knowing full well that he'd be blushing and too embarrassed to ask for details. He was sympathetic, probably mistaking my gasps and moans as being from discomfort, rather than the fact Ty was amusing himself by finger fucking me. I fully intended to follow my boss's advice and spend the day in bed. I had a shower, stripped the spunk stained sheets from Tom's bed and put them onto wash, while Ty showered. I went through to Ty's bedroom and took the opportunity to phone Rob to tell him the plan had worked better than I'd dreamed. I briefly described what I'd done so far and told him what was happening next. He was delighted, asking if there was any chance of some pictures. Ty returned shortly after. I told him that I'd phoned my husband and explained that he'd appreciate some photos. He didn't seem to find the request remotely odd, just commenting that he was a “Dirty fucker”. Using my phone he took pictures of me with my legs spread, holding my cunt open and others kneeling, parting my buttocks showing my cunt and displaying my bum hole. He took some of me with his cock in my mouth then sent them to Rob and to his own phone. I lay next to him, playing with his cock, while he sent the pictures and text to his mates, asking if they were available, inviting them to fuck me. The first phone call came within minutes. I listened as he described me as a Slut, Tart and Whore. From his end of the conversation it was clear that the guy couldn't make it but was asking if I'd be up for performing on webcam and he watch at work. It occurred to me that Rob would love to watch too and I nodded my agreement. He switched on his laptop, set up his wireless webcam and told the guy he was talking to, to log on, sending a text to inform others. He gave me the details and I sent a text to Tom so he could watch his Slut wife being fucked. On the screen I could see myself laid on the bed with my legs slightly apart. He zoomed in on my pussy, told me to part my legs wider, grip my pussy lips and pull my cunt open. The lens was practically in my wet, pink hole when he instructed me to masturbate. Content that Rob was watching and eager to please Ty, I willingly obeyed. Spreading my legs, I began by stroking my clitoris, before slipping two fingers into my cunt. I lay back, wantonly masturbating on cam, my arousal rapidly increasing as I anticipated the black cocks I'd been promised. My juices flowing, I pushed the rest of my fingers into my hole, ramming them in, using my thumb to excite my clit. My cunt filled the screen, almost fisting myself, as Ty left me masturbating, watched by I don't know how many people. Not knowing how many or who they were, was incredibly arousing and I wanked and frigged myself, climaxing just before Ty returned. He was carrying a large cucumber, beer and wine bottles, a long thick candle, a couple of things I didn't recognise, butt plugs I later discovered and a tube of lube. It was obvious what he intended me to do to with them. I picked up the cucumber, slid it into my pussy and fucked myself with it. The thick end of the beer bottle slipped into my fuck hole easily, I held the neck, the remainder of the bottle inside. I used it to fuck myself, until he pushed his cock in my mouth. He videoed me giving him a blow job, right up to the point when he came. He ejaculated in my mouth, then pulled out spraying my face. I could feel his spunk running down my face, then dripping off my chin, onto my tits as I swallowed his. tasty semen. I took a short break, to wash the spunk from my face, in the bathroom mirror I noticed a string of spunk, dangling from my nipple, stretching as it swung. I caught it on my hand just before it dripped into the sink and licked it off my fingers, savouring the taste as I wondered back into the bedroom. A little impatiently I enquired how much longer it would be before some of his mates arrived to fuck me. “A couple of them will be here soon” he assured me. “Fuck yourself with this while you're waiting” he instructed, handing me the candle. About 14 inches long, I would guess it was about 3 inches in diameter, maybe a little more, certainly wider than the beer bottle and definitely much thicker than any cock I'd been fucked by. My pussy had been nicely stretched by the bottle and was slick with my juices. All the same I decided to lube the candle before attempting to push it into my cunt. Kneeling on the bed I held it steady and, with Ty practically between my legs with the cam, I lowered myself on to the tapered end of the candle. The end slid between my pussy lips and into my hole. I pushed down, the candle stretching me open as it widened. It slipped inside me with almost embarrassing ease and I began to move up and down on it, enjoying the sensation of taking such a thick object in my fuck hole. Only two or three minutes passed before I heard the door bell ring and Ty got up to let the first of his friends in. I moved onto my back. The two guys were greeted by the sight of me, legs splayed, half the length of the candle inside my stretched cunt. Like Ty the were black, early twenties, if that and to my eyes gorgeous. I couldn't contain my excitement, lewdly fucking my pussy with the candle, greedily watching them strip, impatient to see the cocks that in a few minutes would be fucking me, with the prospect of more guys arriving soon. In the event, being a Monday, only three more were able to make it during the day. However, more watched me fucking, sucking and masturbating and many of them have fucked me since. This seems like a good place to stop. Leave a comment if you're interested in hearing more.