Fact
7 Dec 2017


I’m telling you something that happened about 12 years ago, my wife Stella had been fucking her boss Andrew for 10 years. But he had left the organisation where they worked and she hardly saw him now as he sometimes worked abroad and had patched things up with his wife.

She had now been promoted in the company and was a senior manager, not because she had sucked dick and gotten fucked but she was also good at her job.

She is a sexy horny slut of a wife and wasn’t getting it as much now that her long term lover had left her business.

Part of her job involved helping the local community once a year, it ranged from disadvantaged children to the elderly. On this occasion was giving it back to the homeless people of our town, it involved setting up a temporary food shelter with a soup kitchen and other food to give out to the less fortunate people.

Stella’s attention was drawn to an older guy scruffy with an overgrown beard, really unkempt and quite smelly. His name was Paul and was twelve years older than her, he had really hit hard times as he told Stella his story.

He had lost his wife 7 years ago they hadn’t any children, and after he lost her he had turned to alcohol for comfort. He had a really good job, he was a craft teacher at a school, more educated than us. In less than 6 months after this had happened he lost his job and home as he went out of control, he was drinking heavily and sometimes either not turning up for work or turning up pissed drunk.

Then as if it couldn’t get worse he had his home repossessed and found himself homeless.

Paul’s story had Stella in tears and as he was one of the last to get feed and served a hot cup of tea. He had also sat alone slightly away from the other unfortunate people. Stella went to sit by him and had a cuppa with him. They chatted for ages and she couldn’t help but notice scars on his nose and face, these he said were due to fighting with other homeless people for territorial advantage overnight in a shop entrance. She looked beyond that and the scruffy beard, he had piercing blue eyes a boxer type nose where he’d obviously had to take care of himself in the streets.

She called me on my mobile to tell me, “I’d like to help him out Wes, can I please take him home and give him a proper meal, bath and maybe just let him stay a couple nights, I’d like to help him get back on his feet”.

“Bloody hell Stella, you talking about taking a complete stranger back to our home, not just a stranger but a vagrant, a tramp, for fucks sake”. I said

“Don’t be so bloody judgmental and nasty have a heart, cmon Wes he’s lovely” she said then told me his story.

“Well maybe only a night” I said.

She was chuffed with my response and that I relented.

When I got home some time later I walked through the door, there was a dirty musky smell, it was Paul he was stood there to greet me with Stella behind. He held out his hand to shake which I did.

“I’m Paul”

“Please to meet you Paul, I’m Wes”.

Stella had run him a bath in our spare bathroom, with bubble bath and given some of my toiletries for him to clean up.

Stella was going to cook him a proper meal of fillet steak, jacket potato and vegetables, well for the 3 of us really. I asked if he wanted a beer or glass of wine, he said he had been clean for about 4 years and hadn’t touched a drop. He said he had almost become an alcoholic but mainly stayed off it to be alert and aware to survive life on the street. He did say he would try a couple of beers with his meal and thanked me. I also lent him an old shaver to trim his beard it had all the no’s if he wanted to shave and trim down from a 4 to a 1. Paul then went into the bath, Stella got some of my old clothes ready for him.

While he was in the bath she explained that she felt sorry for him and hoped I didn’t mind, I said I did really as he was a complete stranger she was letting into our home.

“I think he’s cute though” she said.

“Fucking fancy him do you?” I said.

“Maybe” she said.

“Fucks sake you wanna fuck him do you?”

“Well I haven’t had a different cock in a while it’s real naughty and I bet he’s gagging for it” she said.

“You would honestly fuck a tramp” I said.

“Oh don’t call him that, he’s fallen on hard times” said Stella.

“I bet you’d fall on his hard cock” I said.

We both laughed.

While Paul was bathing thoughts went to picturing him fucking my wife, which was naughty, would she really fuck this waif and stray that she picked up this afternoon.

Paul came into the living room and I have to say he looked a different person, he was a handsome man had some scars and still a haggered look but scrubbed up really well. His beard was now neatly trimmed and hair slicked back with some of my brylcreem.

“Whoa you look a different person” said Stella and gave Paul a big hug and kiss.

Although she was a slut she was also genuinely affectionate and a people person and I think she was just pleased at his transformation from this afternoon.

Stella said she was going to take a shower then do some food. I got out a couple of beers one for myself and Paul and started conversation, he was really intelligent and for someone that had fallen on hard times was up to date what was going on in the world. We seem to hit it off and get along he was enjoying the beer but savouring not rushing it. Stella came back in her pyjamas and a dressing gown, then she left the kitchen to go sort food.

We sat at the dining table the steak and veg was great with a pepper sauce, Stella was a good cook, and a good fuck. We also shared a bottle of wine or two but took our time, conversation was flowing and Paul didn’t take the piss and get drunk he took it slowly, but I did notice Stella look at him in a sexy way and him at her. Shortly after the great food we retired to the sofa’s in the living room, I sat on one 2 seater and Paul and Stella on the 3 seater.

Although she had pyjamas and robe and slippers I could just make out it looked as if she had tights on. Conversation was flowing and the subject got on to how he ended up homeless. He said a major part was losing his wife and found it hard to cope with life and carrying on, he said time healed but the pain was still there every day. He looked upset, Stella edged over to comfort him and caught around him and caressed his face and hair. Then the subject got on to sex our sex life and the fact my sex drive was quite low which didn’t help of an illness I had 4 years earlier, Stella saying and joking she wasn’t having enough. I knew where this was leading to, she wanted this vagrant to fuck her I was sure, Stella asked if he had sex since his wife to which he said “No”.

I needed to go to the loo for a piss so off I went, a couple of minutes later I returned to the living room where Stella and Paul were kissing, it didn’t stop as I reentered the room. They were either oblivious or ignoring me, then they broke.

“I’m sorry Wes” said Paul “you’re wife is beautiful”.

“I’m not sorry Paul, and don’t worry Wes likes things like this, I know I do, do you like me Paul?” Said Stella.

“You’re stunning, things like this don’t happen to guys like me especially as I know what I am” he said.

“What are you Paul?” She said.

“I’m a tramp, a vagrant, a homeless person with no fixed abode” he said.

“Well tonight I’m a lady that loves the tramp” said Stella.

I loved the fact my wife was a slut and me being a cuckold to her and her ex boss, I wanted her to have sex with the tramp.

It turned me on that my wife had just taken in a vagrant homeless guy, a stray and she wanted to have sex with him and in front of me.

He looked over at me as if for approval I was ok with this, “Paul my wife has taken you in tonight as she wants to help you, but she wants you to fuck her, she has needs, and I hope in some way you can repay her kindness by giving her what she wants? A good fucking”.

“What really”

“Yes Paul, fuck my wife”

While this chit chat was going on Stella had taken off her gown and pyjamas and I was right, she had hosiery on but not tights but black hold ups.

She was naked apart from the hold ups, Paul took off his clothes and began to stroke his cock, and it was impressive quite wide circumcised and around 7.5 inches an inch bigger than me. She crawled over to him and sank her lips around his cock.

“You sure about this?”he said to me.

“Yes sure fuck my wife Paul, tonight she’s yours to do what you want”.

“With no limits Paul anything goes baby just enjoy it” said Stella.

She licked up and down Paul’s shaft theft took his entire length down her throat gagging and spewing saliva all over his cock. She the spat on his bell end and big balls.

“Do you like me sucking your cock Paul? Do you like it more because my husband’s watching me suck you? Are you gonna fuck me in front of Wes?”.

“Yes I like it, yes it’s exciting having you suck my cock with your husband watching, and yes I am going to fuck you in front of him”.

I had my cock out know and began to wank, Paul pulled Stella’s hair as she gave the tramp a blow job, then he pulled her head from his cock.

“My turn now I want to taste your pussy, I haven’t had it in a long time”.

Stella lay back on he settee and spread her legs showing her neatly blonde trimmed pussy her lips and clit all puffy and on show with her sexy black hold ups on, she looked sexy as fuck.

Paul went down on my wife’s pussy and started to lick her out, Stella was moaning and holding Paul’s head and running her hands through his hair. He must’ve been doing a good job on licking her out and she was gasping and biting her lip,

“Oh Wes he’s sucking my clit” she said.

Last night and earlier he was feasting on left overs and a soup kitchen, tonight he was feasting on fillet steak and my wife’s pussy.

This continued for a couple more minutes then Stella had a wicked thought.

She told Paul to lie back and hold his legs up, he did this and exposed his hairy arse. I don’t think he could believe what was happening and he wasn’t stupid and knew what Stella my slut wife was about to do.

“Ooh I’m going to taste your arse Paul, you don’t mind do you? I’m going to stick my tongue right in your hole” she said.

“Be my fucking guest, Wes you watching?”

“Yes I’m watching Paul, don’t you worry it’s not the first time my slut has done this, Stella lick his arse, make sure you get your tongue deep in his arse, enjoy Paul she’s a good asslicker” I said.

Stella then began to tongue fuck the tramps arse, she said it tasted pungent and nutty stronger than her ex boss’s arse, it didn’t stop her and she wanked his cock while she ate his shitter, every now and then she sucked his balls.

She was doing a job on his arse he was moaning like fuck, “I want to get fucked now” said Stella.

She lay back on the sofa and spread her legs, Paul got into position missionary he held his cock put it to the entrance of Stella’s vagina, then with one move sank his cock into her married pussy. The lady was fucked by a tramp, or in realistic terms my slut wife was fucked by the tramp. She was wet for his cock I think there was something naughty and dirty about this sex session. As he fucked my wife she reached and cupped his balls with her nails as fucked the shit out of her.

I was standing over the couple watching avidly and stroking my cock excited that my wife was fucking this stranger this down and out, it had a sexy edge to it that she had succumbed to the tramp’s cock.

Paul was now fucking my wife very hard and began to gain pace and momentum and I think we all knew that soon he would be reaching his climax.

“What’s the deal Wes? Can I cum in your wife, can I spunk in her cunt?”

“Cum in her pussy Paul, fill the slut up with your cum” I said.

He battered her pussy a little more then groaned “Aaghhh” and shot his sperm into my wife’s unprotected vagina.

They lay there a couple of minutes then he pulled his cock from Stella’s pussy, it looked sexy because of his attentions he left it red and puffy. Just then I could see his cum surface to the entrance of her vagina. I asked Paul to step aside, he looked a little puzzled, as he stepped aside I got down between Stella’s stockinged legs and tasted the vagrants cream pie and took his sperm into my mouth. There was definitely a different taste to other lovers creampies that

I had tasted, but I worked my tongue all over her pussy to taste their sex it drove my Mrs wild.

“Fucking hell, that’s sexy as fuck” he said as I lapped at my wife’s sexed up pussy, he must’ve been a heavy cummer as it took me a few minutes working on her vagina.

He couldn’t believe what we all just did, we rested a while and had a couple more drinks. Then I really fancied a threesome with Stella and our tramp friend so I asked if he was up for it, “Yes”was his reply, “Anything goes” I said, he agreed.

I went over to him and dropped to my knees and he looked really surprised as I took his cock into my mouth tasting the remnants of their sex. I only did this for a minute and I only did it as it it was dirty and naughty and there was something erotic about sucking this homeless man’s cock.

Much I think to his relief I got off him and said we should take this to the bedroom to continue this sex session. When we got there I asked if he had ever fucked a woman in her arse to which he said “No” but had always wanted to. I told him that tonight he would experience his first anal fucking as Stella would let him fuck her arse, I also asked them both if they fancied a Double penetration. “Yes” was their answer. So I laid on my back told Paul to get the KY out of out bottom drawer. Stella got on top of me and we started to fuck slowly, just then Paul got into position and put his cock into Stella’s shit hole. He was loving the sensation of fucking my wife’s arse and we both could feel our cocks inside the thin walls between her pussy and arse.

Stella was loving the attentions of the two men fucking her pussy and arse at the same time, I came first and shot a load in her pussy then shortly after Paul shouted that he was cumming and shot another load up her arse causing Stella to orgasm.

The rest of the night was spent taking it in turns fucking my wife, Paul fucked her arse again in his own with me watching then he pulled out of her arse and shot another load of cum into her mouth, 3 holes that she had taken his sperm.

Stella begged me to let Paul stay, he did for a couple of months until he got his shit together and she helped him find a job where she worked and someone she knew rented him a flat. He did come to visit us once or twice. Stella was glad to give a bit back by helping him and he was only glad to give her a bit back by fucking her.


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