Written by Sue

Meetings
31 May 2014


It was late Friday night, OK, 1 o'clock Saturday morning. I hadn't been able to stay all night with my lover as hubby's team had an away game the following morning and I always drove him to the coach pick-up point. It wasn't a problem, my lover would be in my bed half an hour after I dropped my hubby off.

I rather hoped that my hubby would be in bed when I returned, for once. I had a bit of a problem. As soon as I arrived at my lover's flat late Friday afternoon he gave me a wonderful spunky cunt. We spent most of the rest of the time in bed enjoying ourselves in the time honoured way. Unfortunately we dozed off hence the late return to home. Lover awoke with an impressive hard-on and decided it was just too good to waste. I've got to be totally honest. I agreed with him and took up my most favourite position, doggy. Parted my knees, put my head down and thrust my arse out to invite him.

He roughly shoved his cock into my cunt and I felt his earlier spunk squelch against the walls. 'Fuck me Babe! You've got a beautiful arse! I'm gonna fuck it!'

I had absolutely no problem with that. I loved it! I wriggled enticingly and relaxed. I felt his cock against my arse-hole, it eased in a little to open me up then he pushed home. That felt soooo fucking dirty! Soooo fucking good! I came and came as he took me with long, hard thrusts. Reaching between my legs I started to stroke my clitty and so began my long, long orgasm building with each thrust of his cock.

We both love him fucking my arse but it does tend to make us both cum quickly and particularly hard, exhaustingly hard sometimes.

As I had said he often fucked my arse but usually it was early in our sessions with the last fuck being in my cunt so my husband could enjoy a nice fresh spunky cunt. That early Saturday morning I did have a spunky cunt but it wasn't absolutely fresh, having been deposited about 2 hours earlier. I had a nice fresh spunk arse and I wasn't at all sure how my husband would take it. Not a boundary we had approached before.

He was awake and waiting for me. 'Sorry I'm late, we dozed off.' Then came the dreaded question 'Never mind, have you got a nice spunky cunt for me to enjoy?' I decided that honesty had served me well every time so far. 'I have a menu of spunk for you darling. Would you prefer a spunky cunt or a spunky arse?' I waited.

'Two loads of spunk, wonderful!' his face lit up with excitement then he said 'Same flavour?' I paused, same flavour? I asked myself, why shouldn't it be? Then the penny dropped, two flavours equals two cocks! Just the thought excited me and made me flood.

'I'm afraid so, this time. We could work on it, if you like?' he nodded, I was delighted. We went to bed and he cleaned my spunky arse and my spunky cunt and afterwards I rubbed my clitty against his relaxed cock and squirted all over him. All in all an excellent night all round.

I'm not sure why I didn't tell my lover about the two flavours, two cocks comment but I didn't. I didn't think about it. AND that, Dear Reader is a complete and utter lie! It was on my mind pretty much constantly. I started to imagine a different guy waiting to fuck me after my lover had finished. That another was licking out my spunky cunt. That I was getting two cocks at once! Never crossed my mind. Well not more than a few times a minute!

I didn't push my hubby. He had slammed the door open and I think I had put my foot sensibly forward to say that I didn't want it to close. Nothing happened, which was a pity and although the fantasy continued I put it on the back burner.

He took me away for a weekend about three months later. I won't say a dirty weekend as we usually had what would be considered a filthy weekend anyway.

It was a quiet hotel in the country with marvellous views from the picture windows in the bar and restaurant. When we went to the bar, after dinner, all the window tables were occupied so we sat back a little and still enjoyed a pleasant view.

'Don't look now', said my hubby, 'but that guy is watching you!' I didn't look, just slowly scanned the panorama whilst focused on the near distance. 'It looks like it, not too bad looking either.' It was a nonchalant reply but my tiny knickers were soaked. 'Give him a little show!'

It was obvious that he could see under our table and equally obvious that everybody else was enjoying the view outside. I wriggled about as if I was uncomfortable making sure the hem of my dress rode up my legs. I could see he was enjoying that. Totally ignoring my husband I started to rub the inside of my leg as if I had an itch, working my hand up and down my inner thigh. He was watching my every move and he knew I knew he was watching and watching him watching. My husband appeared to be totally disinterested. He finished his drink, looked at his watch as if expecting something. After his little charade he said, very quietly, 'bring me a nice fresh spunky cunt to enjoy!' Then he got up and left.

I watched the man watch my husband walk past the gents and out of the bar. When he looked back at me the hem was far too high for decency. I was looking directly at him. Not subtle I know but I was soaking, needed to be fucked and my husband had told me to return with a spunky cunt. There was no point in beating about the bush! Not that I had a bush. It was perfectly smooth. My husband had shaved me before dinner.

He looked at me, directly then back to the bar entrance again and I returned his stare. He came over. 'Looks like you have been deserted!' he announced. 'Yes, my husband wants to watch a film on TV. I've no interest in it so he's left me to amuse myself for the next 90 minutes or so.' I told him. 'How do you like to amuse yourself when your husband is not around?' A direct question or what! 'I couldn't possibly say.' I replied with an innocent smile. 'Can I buy you a drink?' 'If you wish, I'll have a fresh orange. I want to know I enjoyed myself not try to guess.'

He chuckled and slid into the seat opposite me. 'no point trying to get you tipsy or no need?' 'No need, I'm the needy one and my husband is useless!' He stood and offered his arm.

His room was the mirror of ours. As I walked ahead of him, passed the bathroom I felt his fingers at the top of my zip. I stopped and waited, only a moment. It was quickly down to my waist, the dress fell from my shoulders and pooled at my feet. I stepped forward and turned to meet the stranger.

'WOW!' It's the kind of reaction a girl likes to hear. I smiled 'thank you.' He wasted no time. I was in his arms being kissed energetically. His hand on my breast gently stroking then moving up to slide the bra strap off my shoulder before cupping my exposed breast in his hand. He head went down and he sucked my nipple into his mouth. It was firm by then but after very few moments it was erect. 'Nice tit lady!' he told me. That's also what a girl likes to hear. 'let's see if the other one matches.' Out came my other tit and he was instantly sucking on the nipple. 'Clever me!', he exclaimed, 'a perfect pair! No need for this I think.' he removed my bra and cupped both my breasts in his hands and ran his kisses all over them. Up and under, between and around, Stopping regularly at each nipple. It felt sooo good. A new man was playing with me and I was totally loving it.

He knelt down, starting to work my panties down and expose my smooth cunt. 'Nice knickers! Where did you buy these?' 'I didn't, my lover and my husband designed them and I made them. Team work.' I smiled at the surprise on his face.

'Husband AND lover?' 'Yes, I'm a very needy girl.' I was still smiling down at him. He eased my panties down exposing my smooth cunt. 'Oh! Smooth, I do like smooth.' He kissed my mons and ran his tongue down towards my clitty. I parted my legs obligingly and he flicked it across the tip of my clitty expertly. That's when I started to tremble with excitement and held his head tight into my thighs, parting them wider. I'd got lucky! A man who understood how to please a woman. Lucky? He had been very open about looking at me, not furtive in any way. He had approached me with confidence and had started to undress me without any fluster or embarrassment. Maybe a guy that approaches a woman with that much confidence but totally devoid of any swagger is truly experienced and not 'just thinks he is'. I made a mental note. You're never too old to learn.

He led me towards the bed. He was still fully dressed so I suggested that I help him undress. 'In a while, ladies first. My Mum always told me to ensure that the lady cums first. At least, that's what I think she said.' He laughed and laid me on the edge of the bed so that he could kneel between my wide parted legs. Putting a hand each side of my bum he lifted my cunt to his face, like a big juicy melon. A melon that got juicier and juicer as he ate.

I lost count of my orgasms, they just kept rolling over me. I know that I was variously holding his head tight into me so he couldn't escape then trying, half-heartedly, to push him away demanding that he gave me a break. His mouth was everywhere between my knees and belly button, licking, kissing and sucking.

Eventually he let me rest. He stood up and started to strip. 'You can rest while I strip then you can suck my cock and prepare it to make a good job of fucking you. How do you like to be fucked?'

I decided I liked this guy! Direct, no pussy-footing about. A married woman had willingly gone to his room. She obviously wasn't planning on playing canasta but was planning to get fucked. No point being namby pamby about it, let's get down to sexy fun. So he did. 10 out of 10 in my book. Two can play at that game. 'I love being face fucked, cum in my mouth if you wish. If you shoot a load into my mouth you had better have another load you can pump into my cunt to take home. My husband will expect to clean me up.'

'And if I don't will he send you back to get some more?' it was said with a wonderful boyish grin.

'Very probably. Of course if you make a good job of it I could, possibly, tell him that I am going back to collect a nice fresh load to deliver for his breakfast. After he has cleaned up the first offering, of course. As to position? I haven't met a position I don't enjoy, yet. But my very favourite for getting a spunky cunt to take home is doggy with a towel or belt.' He smiled again. I thought he's a smiley guy as he walked off to the bathroom, stark naked and without a care in the world. He returned with a couple of different sized towels then took a belt from the wardrobe. 'I think we have all we need for the next couple of hours!' as he laid beside me.

Two hours later, wearing my dress, my shoes and a very big smile I took my spunky cunt three doors down the corridor to my husband. He enjoyed cleaning up a differently flavoured spunk. As I sat on his relaxed cock after, I told him I had left my undies with the New Cock and would be going back to get them after I had cum on his cock. 'I'll be staying the night with him and shall deliver a fresh load of spunk for you to enjoy for breakfast.'

He liked that and reached up and grabbed me tits. He knew it would make me cum if he was rough with them. His bruises were added to New Cock's. My tits would look beautiful in the morning.


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