Written by Claire

Fact
6 Aug 2016


My husband and me have been married for just over 20 years - in that time I'd always been faithful but had been tempted by other men i have to admit. Just over a year ago I found out that my husband had been having an affair with a young women at work and whilst he stopped when I found out and I sort of forgave him - I do feel quite resentful and angry. Ever since I found out about his affair I have wondered have their been other lovers? I asked myself why didnt I get myself some good extra marital sex and I have to admit - part of me wanted to extract some revenge.

After we made love I used to ask him why he fucked other women ? Did they fuck better than me? Was I not very good? How would he feel if I got fucked by other men? He never had many answers but he did say he liked the thought of me fucking around but he's all talk and never thought I would.

At Easter I went away with a close friend on her hen weekend - six of us went to Barcelona. I thought it was going to be quiet and civilised - given we are all in our 40s and it is Gill's secong marriage. I didn't really know the other 4 girls but they all seemed to be married or have partners but that didn't matter once we got to Spain. They all drank heavily and were determind to get a good fucking from the locals. Gill was very different to how she was at work and openly said she wanted to fuck a few guys and have a good time. On the first night they were all total sluts and I suspected a number of them had gotten off with guys but was shocked how openly they discussed their infidelity over breakfast - it was obvious they all slept around regularly. I felt a bit strange and regretted my decision to go along - it really didnt feel like my scene.

That evening we went out to a few bars before going to eat at around 10;00 pm - in the restaurant we got talking to a large group of Spanish guys - they kind of paired off with us and I was left talking to a guy called Alvaro - who'd clearly got the short straw because I was clearly the only one in our party not looking to get laid - whilst his mates were all certain to score. He was actually a nice guy, interesting and attentive and as the others drifted off to go on to a club - we stayed in the restaurant talking. Time flew by and it was soon 2:00 am - I said I needed to go and he offered to walk me the couple of blocks to my hotel. I'd had a few drinks but I wasn't drunk but on the walk to the hotel I seriously thought about whether I should sleep with this guy, he was young, attractive, pleasant and no one would ever know ; I suspected the other girls were already hard at it. My only concern was would he want me. When we got to the hotel he kissed me three times on the cheek, said good night and went to go but i instinctively grabbed his arm and said 'dont go, stay with me'. He smiled and we quickly went up to my room - which was a right mess from me getting ready - we had a kiss and I had some mixed emotions - I almost told him to go but, we started to kiss passionately and he touched my neck and my breasts; and as he did my pussy ached and I knew my knickers were soaking - I wanted more than my fingers tonight. I wanted him.

My dress dropped to the floor and suddenly i was on my back on the bed - still in my bra he was pulling at my little knickers - shit I wish I'd shaved it but he didnt seem to mind he was kissing and licking me with my pants pulled to one side. I was so wet I could feel it running down into my arse and my inner thighs. I undid my bra to release my breasts - I wanted him to see me; being naked turned me on. Whilst he stood to strip I pulled my knickers down and i felt like a right slut but I was loving it. I watched as he removed his shorts and looked closely at his cock - it was nice. I took him in my mouth and gave him my porn star blow job wanking him with my hand but holding the head of his cock in my mouth - he seemed to like it and he was really hard. I wanted him to fuck me so I stopped and lay back spreading my legs but as he moved to mount me I changed my mind and made him lie down and I decided I wanted to ride him - I wanted him to see me naked fucking him. I was liking this being a slut. I spat on my fingers and made sure I was wet before stradling him and guiding his cock into me. OMG it was brilliant I put my hands on his chest and slid up and down on his hard cock. The head of his cock was stroking the front wall of my aching cunt and i knew he was going to make me cum. Riding a cock was hard work and I quickly tired but I needed to keep going as my orgasim built, I'd lost all my inhabitions and was aware of the loud moaning sounds I was making - I literally howled when the pressure was released and I orgasamed. I felt so naked, I felt so rude, i felt so liberated. I'm a greedy slut once I'd come I needed more I got onto all fours and demanded he fucked me; i wanted a good fucking, I wanted to come again and I wanted him to ejaculate inside me. I got everything I wished for - Alvaro was a bull - he fucked me for all he was worth - he shot numerous wads of spunk into me. He even had the good grace to give me a repeat performance the next morning before discreatly leaving. After he'd gone I didnt feel one tinge of guilt - I was so proud of myself and decided that I was going to do it again - it was too good to miss. I fingered my sticky hole - it was full of sperm and i got turned on rubbing it and smelling my fingers; as I frigged myself to another orgasm i caught a glipse of me in the mirror and mouthed ' you dirty fucking whore'.

I showered got dressed and went to breakfast - I kept up my prim and proper facade and listened to others - Gill and one of the other girls (Lisa) had done a couple of guys together and I remember my pussy throbbing at the rudeness of what they were telling me. Part of me wanted them to know I could be a slut too but I said nothing.

I saw no further male action in Barcelona but my vibrator got a pounding that night. When I got home I said nothing - it was my secret, I have started to fuck my husband ultra hard excited by my indiscretions and I think about other men fucking me when he is inside me. I still love him but hate him at the same time. I find myself maturbating during the day - and as I rub it I think about other men ejaculating into me.

During June we went to Gill's wedding and I was an absolute slut - I did the most daring thing I have ever done with the full consent of my husband. This account is getting long so I will share the details of the wedding tomorrow. x


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