This is me - I’m married, considered very good looking for my age (let’s just say a milf). I’m 5’4” with 36A breasts with very big nipples. Normally I wear thin bras to show my nipples, my husband likes to see them and enjoys the reaction from other guys. I always wear stockings and often go without knickers. I’ve had an open marriage with my husband for years but it’s mostly been one way, he’s a voyeur and prefers to watch or hear what I’ve been up to rather than joining in any of the fun. I’ve had a lot of meets that we’ve jointly arranged and had a lot of fun and my husband has mostly always been there too watching and taking photos. Sometimes it’s not possible for him to be there and sometimes I prefer it that way, this is a story about one of those occasions I was on my own, sort of speak. He knows most of what you’ll read here but some of it might be a surprise for him. Firstly a bit of background, one of the guys I met was when we were both together and sat chatting to two young men who were in the same holiday complex as us. As usual on holiday in warmer climates I always drink more and seem to get merry more than I do at home, this leads to letting my inhibitions go. This time was no different and I was particularly flirty with one of the guys called Mark he was also flirty and made much more conversation than his friend Phil, my husband ended up mainly conversing with Phil while I flirted with Mark. We were sat outside the bar and there was a warm breeze blowing that night. I had a white summer dress on that easily caught the wind, purely by accident while sat opposite mark a gust lifted my dress just enough for mark to see I wasn’t wearing any knickers and I knew he’d noticed from the look on his face! The breeze came and went and each time I allowed my dress to catch it and didn’t try to cover up. Every time Mark noticed so I teased him, each time opening my legs a little so he could see more. Soon after I went to the bathrooms at the back of the bar, there was one for males and one for females as I opened the door Mark was right behind me and followed me in closing and locking the door. Without a word being spoken we embraced and kissed and his hand went under my dress and he fingered me. I’m a complete slut and just let him without any resistance at all as though we knew each other well and we’d been behaving like that for years. I needed to pee though so pulled away and sat for a pee. He just watched and I didn’t mind at all! Totally not like me letting a stranger watch me wee, obviously the booze effect! As soon as I stood up he spun me round bent me over the sink lifted my dress over my back, got his cock out and fucked me for all he was worth. It was that quick no airs and graces, less than 60seconds and I had a cock in me. He didn’t last long, I felt him cum in me without asking and pulled his cock out just as quick dripping cum all over the floor and down my thighs. We kissed briefly and then he left the toilets first and I followed but not at the same time. All this happened in a few minutes it was unbelievable. Normally I wouldn’t do anything without telling my husband first and never within so little time of meeting someone. (Less than an hour). When I got back to the table all three were sat chatting like nothing had happened, as soon as I got chance I whispered to my husband that I’d just been fucked. He was totally gobsmacked and amazed how quick it had all happened and how out of character it was to do it without his knowledge and with someone we’d just met in a bar. Before we left Mark gave me his number and asked if he could see me back home. I took his number not really thinking we would meet and gave him mine. It seemed ok to do that we didn’t live close and thought nothing else about it. Back home in the UK all holiday thoughts gone and back to work two months passed and I got a call from Mark to say he was going to be in my area could he call and see me. It was a nice surprise and I really wanted to. After speaking to my husband and getting the green light I called him and arranged for him to call round when I was home alone on the condition that photos were taken if anything happened so my husband didn’t feel left out. He called at my house on the morning arranged and in no time we were fucking like old lovers who hadn’t seen each other for ages. He was so eager to fuck me he stripped me in our front room with the curtains open, any neighbours passing would’ve seen everything and I didn’t care I just wanted him so badly. That was 5 years ago, he’s been calling round 3 or 4 times a year and we chat on the phone and text regularly, so we know each other quite well now. Every time we met he got more daring and wanted to try out new things sexually with me, coming on my face,tits in my mouth and wanting me to swallow everything. He wanted to watch and film me playing with different dildos and face time me at work and ask me to do things on camera, he always said there was no one else watching but sometimes I suspected he had a friend with him. Soon after we started seeing each other he asked to fuck my arse, I’d never been fucked in the arse but he was gentle and took it slow to start with. I couldn’t believe I’d enjoy it so much, he wasn’t gentle for long he fucked me deep and started banging me hard I orgasmed so intensely I thought I was going to pass out. After Mark first fucked my arse I wanted him to do it every time (I never do that with anyone else including my husband.) Now I always look forward to him fucking my arse and letting him cum in me. He fucks so hard and deep I always have such intense orgasms. Ive also realised he’s a pervert like my husband, he started asking about other guys I’d had and getting excited when I told him any details. Now he always asked about other guys I’ve had when we’re fucking and gets quite excited at some things I tell him. I still confess all to my husband afterwards, mostly all! It’s a bit like having an affair I suppose with no commitment and your husbands permission. My husband accepts my relationship with him and he’s slept over a few times, when he does we sleep in the spare bed and my husband leaves us alone. We don’t treat my husband like a cuck it’s just an arrangement that suits all of us. Occasionally we go out drinking together but when it comes to the bedroom it’s always just been me and Mark we’ve never had a threesome. My husband knows I like and want to spend time with Mark and accepts that it’s a bit more than just a fuck now but he knows I love him and would never leave him so lets me have Mark as a special friend. I’ve stayed a couple of weekends at Marks place and when I do we live like a proper couple, we go out shopping, drinking, dining and I’ve met a few of his mates at the pub. It’s a few hours drive from where I live so I’ve no worries about meeting anyone I know. Always after a night out we go back to his and he uses me, he likes to call me his slag. I have to undress to my stockings and suspenders and walk around his house, sometimes with the curtains open, he has a thing about curtains open and turning me into an exhibitionist! I can’t help myself I let him completely dominate me and do anything he asks he treats me like a slut sometimes and other times he’s loving and gentle. He started asking me to flash with no knickers for other guys in pubs, or if we’re out shopping in town. I can’t help myself I just do it without question, I’d do anything he asks he’s taken photos of me naked, semi dressed and playing with all sorts of toys. He’s used his phone to film me sucking him and loves to take closeups of my pussy. I know he shows them to his friends because I had a phone call from one of them telling me and after I found that out all of his mates have been a bit more touchy freely when we’ve been in the pub with lots of innuendo in the conversation. The strange thing is because it’s no where near where I live I don’t mind, I like them to think I’m a slut and it makes me wet knowing that they’d all seen photos of me undressed and with my legs open. This is the bit where I haven’t told my husband about everything and I’ll get him to read this by way of a late confession. The last time I stayed over at his we went to the pub as usual and his mates were there, Ross, Ryan and Brett. Mark had asked me to wear sexy underwear and a revealing top and skirt, I wore a loose blouse with a low neckline and no bra so I knew if I bent over my tits would be on view if anyone was looking. I had a short skirt on so had knickers on and stockings and suspenders. As soon as we entered the pub I was eyed up and complimented by all his mates and some others in the pub too. That should give you an idea how slutty I looked. Mark was beaming he could see his friends envied him and he revelled in showing me off. I must admit I was flattered and enjoyed the attention, I made sure I bent over more so they could look down my blouse and when I sat down I crossed my legs more so the could see my stocking tops. When Mark went to the bar Ross tried to slide his hand up my skirt to see if I had suspenders on. I moved his hand away but was excited that I was having that affect on him and my nipples let that show. All the guys were paying me a lot of complements and the innuendos were getting more and more risqué with every round of drinks. By last orders all of his mates had had a risky grope at my tits or arse. Late Saturday night there was only one taxi and it was raining so we said we’d share it and they could drop us off first then pay for it! I ended up in the back but sat on Marks lap with my legs across Ross and Brett’s legs. Too many of us in one taxi but the driver was ok with it, Ryan promised him a decent tip. Mark was horny and started to kiss me and feel my tits under my blouse, I was really tipsy with the drink and fresh air I wasn’t bothered that we were in a taxi and his mates were there. We were really going at it his tongue down my throat mine down his and my tits getting a good mauling. Then I felt another hand, obviously not marks, stroking between my calfs as it moved higher I opened my knees slightly and the hand went higher then I felt fingers pressing on my pussy fumbling to get inside my knickers. Just then the taxi stopped and we were at Marks house. Everyone had quickly adjusted their postures and both me and Mark got out. Ross asked mark if they could all get out and come in for a last one at his. After a discussion about getting home from his afterwards they all decided to come in for one. We were all tipsy probably me more than anybody else! Mark went to the kitchen with Ryan for the drinks, Ross and Brett made themselves at home putting on some music in the lounge. We were all drinking and getting quite pissed and I was lapping up their compliments and trying to give as good as I got with the innuendo (failing though). They all loved looking and talking about my hard nipples sticking out and the fact I clearly had no bra on, I got lots of smutty comments. Mark grabbed me claiming his slut I think, and kissed me sticking his tongue down my throat. I didn’t resist I let him and kissed him back grinding into him feeling his cock knowing I shouldn’t in front of the guys but no longer cared I was acknowledging I was his and letting them know. I let him grope me and could feel him working my skirt to ride up knowing the guys could see my stockings and suspenders. The guys cheered him onto do more so he just spun me round and lifted my blouse over my tits, I was on full display to everyone, they all cheered and Mark began pulling and squeezing my nipples, I can orgasm with my breasts played with and was loving it and loved everyone looking at me. I was getting really turned on and moaning loudly. I was making so much noise it sounded like I was coming, Mark got the others to turn the music off so they could all listen to me moaning. With the music off I realised they were all watching me and could feel behind me that Mark was really hard pushing his cock into me. I was loving being watched it made me so horny I could feel my pussy tingling. I needed it touched soon or I’d have to sort myself out. I thought any minute Mark would send everyone packing and we’d go off to bed so he could fuck me senseless, but he was more interested in showing me off to his mates. He told me to flash my knickers to the boys. They all cheered and started chanting to see my knickers and to get my skirt off. There I was, with my tits out being groped and watched by younger guys than me all knowing that I was marks slut, I was hornier than I had ever been and I’m sure the guys could sense it like dogs round a bitch on heat. I was getting more excited about flashing my pussy to the lads. The anticipation of what might happen next was unreal and part of me was apprehensive as I hadn’t discussed this scenario with my husband, I’ve always had his blessing before doing anything without him I felt like I wanted to ask his permission but couldn’t and the slutty part of me wanted to be stark naked in front of these young guys. Then I came out with it, and blurted, “if you guys get your cocks out I’ll show you my knickers”. I think Mark was a bit shocked but before I knew it they all dropped their trousers in front of me and all their cocks were out, They were hard, or at least semi-hard, which I loved knowing I had turned them on. They were all differing shapes but similar sizes. The smallest was about the same size as my hubbies and the largest was a bit bigger than average. In the end I didn’t have a choice, Mark had undone the zip on my skirt and let it fall to the floor, he’d let go of my blouse and that’d slipped back down covering my tits but not for long he pulled it up and completely off to a big cheer from the guys. I was stood there in stockings, suspenders and knickers only, oh and my heels, with 4 guys standing with their cocks out all of us wondering where this was going, but knowing I needed to be fucked. Mark told me have a feel of them all. I had a feel of each gently rubbing each shaft and all were by now rock hard. They all groped my tits while I was feeling them. Ross said I should show my pussy since I’d seen all their cocks and the rest chanted get your knickers off. I was scarred but so excited, I was nervous wondering if they were all into bald pussies Or hairy ones then realised they’d probably all seen my photos so knew I was clean shaved. I slowly pulled my knickers down bending and unbalanced I fell backwards before I got them off, luckily it was onto the sofa quite undignified but that meant I was vulnerable and the guys took advantage by pulling at my knickers to get them off not missing the opportunity to open my legs and get a good look of my pussy. I didn’t disappoint I just laid there letting them look. Then the comments came about my smooth pussy and what they wanted to do to it. I was laid back all but naked and the guys still had their cocks out. They were touching and not too discretely wanking them. I can’t remember who but heard someone ask if it was ok to touch and heard Mark reply that if I didn’t mind he didn’t. My pussy was aching to be pleasured more than it had ever been and probably wetter than ever. If it wasn’t fucked soon I’d have to sort myself out, but the way the evening was heading I doubted it would be long before I was satisfied. Brett asked me to part my legs for a better view of my “shaven cunt”. He got a play slap from Ross and said that was no way to speak to a married lady. Mark soon butted in saying I loved smutty talk and they could say what they liked to me, at that Ross said go on then slag show us your gorgeous cunt. I feigned shock but loved them calling me a slag. They all agreed they all should have a better view. Ross looked at the dining room table and told the others to lay me on the table where they could all get round. They collectively carried me legs spread open over to the table and laid me on my back, with no objection from me. Without being asked they brought my knees up and parted my legs as wide as comfortable to give them all the view they wanted. Mark was at my side and whispered if I was ok, when I nodded he brought his cock to my face and I greedily started to suck him. I felt hands pulling my lips apart revealing my sopping pussy, which felt like it was gaping open, hands and fingers we’re exploring my pussy inside and out, sometimes gently and others rough I think they were all trying to get in me at the same time I felt so stretched I had to tell them to slow down. I was beyond the point of caring about anything they were doing, I only thought about getting fucked and wanted them all. I started begging for one of them to fuck me. Nobody did they ordered me to finger myself calling me a married slut and whore. This just turned me on even more and I did as I was told and rubbed my clit, I started moaning like the whore and slut they were calling me. Hands were soon groping my tits and fingers were in and out of my sopping hole. I didn’t even look to see whose they were but knew there were quite a few fingers in me as I can take a lot and I was full. I had my first orgasm of many on that table. I’m very vocal during sex and was louder than ever, totally letting myself go with hands everywhere on my body and being called every name imaginable. My hands were soon around two cocks and Mark was in my mouth with someone half on the table with me. Then a finger or fingers were thrust up my bottom. I’d never allowed this before with anyone except Mark, but didn’t care that his friends were doing it and loved the feeling of being used like their whore. My husband can easily get 4 fingers in me when I’m wet, and if he wanted to his whole hand but never tried, probably out of respect, however this lot had no respect and Ross was proudly announcing that he was fisting my bald cunt. They were so insulting and crude and using me I loved it. Then I heard them laugh when one had a lager bottle and suggested fucking me with it. So they did. It was painful as they thrust it in me as they didn’t lube it at all, but they had no concerns about me and I was their slut. Soon it was being thrust in and out far past the neck, I couldn’t tell how deep it was but I knew the widest part of the bottle was in. The pain turned to absolute pleasure as my bottom hole, tits and clit had hands and mouths all over them. My clit and tits were also bitten, licked, sucked, pulled and slapped, they were really abusing me. I climaxed hard again, mainly due to the bottle fucking my pussy. Mark spunked in my mouth he shot what felt like streams of cum in my mouth, some going straight down my throat. I opened my mouth to show it had all gone. Before I could wipe my face Brett replaced mark and I was sucking my second cock, he was pumping into my mouth and cheered as I wanked and sucked him tasting his pre cum. Mark ordered me to turn over and i did as I was told and following instruction knelt and lent forward with my arse in the air. He then forced open my bum cheeks and licked my bum hole. It felt lovely and I enjoyed the humiliation of it more as he told the others that he could get his slut to do whatever he wanted. He then spat on and slipped a bottle into my bottom and they laughed as it just stuck out in the air. I still hadn’t been fucked but that was about to change, I was then turned on my back and moved to the edge of the table and Mark announced he was going to fuck me, he said that even his cock would’t be felt by me in my slack cunt after taking the bottle. He couldn’t get in properly the table was too high, so they all lifted me on to the carpet. I noticed then that my stockings were a mess with ladders and tears all over, they’d done that on purpose and I looked every bit a used and abused whore. Once on the floor it was Ross who got between my legs with all the others telling him to give it to me, he did he slipped straight in lifting my legs high and fucking me deep, I can remember shouting squealing and moaning and didn’t care who was listening I just wanted it so bad and begged to be fucked harder. I felt him shudder and groan as though he was in pain then a flood of spunk filling me as he pumped and pumped, he pulled out and my pussy squelched as there was so much cum it spilled out running down my arse crack and back. Mark didn’t let me get my legs down and told everyone to watch this. His cock pushed at my bum hole and with all Ross’s spunk lubing me slipped in easily Mark always fucks my arse deep and hard and let his friends see how I could take it, all the time chants and shouts of insults and encouragement was coming from everywhere. It got to where I didn’t know who was fucking me or in which hole, I felt drugged and on such a high I wanted more and more I wanted them all to enjoy me and think I was the best fuck they’d ever had. We stopped fucking at one stage for a rest and more drinks but even then Ryan was stroking his cock near my face wanting me to suck him, so I did but slowly. He came over my neck and tits. The guys wanted to play now trying different ways to use me, they offered all their cocks to my mouth to see if I could take them, I don’t know if I did I couldn’t tell. Then they wanted to spit roast me, double pen me and anything else that I would let them. They did all that taking turns so they could all try it, one up my arse one in my pussy and spunk everywhere I could feel dried cum all over my tits and back and wherever I touched myself i was wet with cum. We carried on fucking sucking and licking for ages, I was surprised how they all licked me after they’d all fucked and cum in me it was so debauched like something-out of a movie that you’d never believe would happen in real life. Although I was tired and sore I wanted to please them and be the dirtiest woman they’d ever fucked I was addicted and couldn’t stop myself from being degraded, I’m a slut and love being one. My head was spinning I was covered in sweat and cum, bodies were sliding and squelching, I was worn out and had enough and the guys seemed to have too. As we rested and chatted the lust subsided and the chat returned to normal the guys apologised about the abuse they gave me felt guilty about how they’d totally used me for their pleasure but also thanked me for a great night. I was sat on the floor naked with them all and it seemed so natural, my red puffed pussy still on show for them. I told them not to be silly we all enjoyed it, we should do it again some time. It was coffee time and I’d worked hard enough. Mark made coffee for all of us, Ross stayed over Brett and Ryan called a cab, it was about 4am and daylight already outside. Mark and I went to bed and slept through to morning, but both he and Ross had me again before breakfast. Later that day I travelled home and told my husband all about my weekend away, nearly all of it anyway. It was a few days before my pussy was ready to take any more!