It was one of those corporate do’s we used to go to, back in the day.

Cee was 37, I was 40. Looking back, she definitely was what you lot would call a hot wife.

We’d tried swapping, settling on mmf cos she was greedy, and I liked to watch and join in when she was being fucked.

Plus, she was so fucking horny, I needed help to keep her satisfied.

Five foot 2in, a perfect firm, size 14 figure, she was a delight, and she loved sex.

What she particularly liked a stiff cock, cumming inside her, she said the feeling was amazing.

She had bought a little black dress for this occasion.

A wrap around thing, showing a lot of cleavage and a lot of leg.

She never wore underwear back then.

She’d had her hair done, waxing, legs and fanny (all off and smooth) nails, bright red, bathed, scented looking wonderful.

“Well” she said, doing a twirl, “will I do ?”

She had stockings on, stay ups cos she didn’t like to wear a suspender belt unless we were in bed.

I was out of the shower, drying myself. My cock stood in appreciation of my sexy wife.

“Mmm” she said, “so I look ok then” she nodded at my twitching cock.

“Turn around, let me see if I can see your stocking tops” I muttered.

..”bend over and touch the dressing table “ I sighed.

She smiled and did as told. I dropped my towel, moving forward, spitting on my hand then rubbing my helmet.

I slid my cock between her slightly opened legs.

“Don’t get cum on my dress” she wiggled her arse provocatively, and I eased into her hot cunt.

“Oh fuck, you bastard” she sighed.

Pushing her dress up over her arse, I gripped her hips and fucked her furiously.

“I’m cumming, you sexy fucker, you fucking, tart” I cried out and after a few minutes I could feel my spunk surge.

“Oh yes, go on, spunk in me” she replied, and we both came together.

I pulled out, and she stood, smoothing her dress down.

“That’s only held together with a clip” I said, looking at her adjusting herself.

“Yes, I know, and now you’ve made me wet and horny..” she giggled.

“I’ll want more of that later “ she looked down at my wilting cock. “Don’t drink too much “

We went off to the do. It was ok, but after midnight I was knackered.

It was one of those big hotels that does two or three events at a time, we were staying at the hotel, so I knew it would be ok to leave Cee, if she wanted to stay on.

She was dancing with me, and I said, “I’m off, I’m fucked”

“Oh,so no chance of that happening to me then” she laughed, punching my arm.

“I’ve had to go to the loo three times to wipe your spunk from my fanny” she said, not too quietly.

“My fanny is throbbing and your off to sleep “

“Do you want a key” I asked.

“Where am I going to put that” she laughed

“I’ll leave the door on the latch, have fun, try and behave!”

Then she was gone, off to dance, she loved dancing.

About 4.30am, I heard the door click too.

I couldn’t remember where I was, but as I came to my senses, I saw my wife, shoes in hand, creeping into the room.

It was just starting to get light. I hadn’t pulled the curtains.

I watched as she unclipped her dress and it fell to the floor.

The first thing I noticed was that she was no longer wearing her stockings.

She went to the window to close the curtains.

Through slightly open eyes, I watched as she reached up, to pull the curtains closed.

At first I thought it was the light, then I realised that her breasts were all red and her nipples were extremely stiff and erected.

There were finger marks on her hips, like I’d made earlier, but that was sometime ago, they weren’t my finger marks.

Pretending sleep, I watched as she got into bed, even though the curtains were closed I could see her mound was swollen and a creamy substance was seeping from her inflamed cunt lips.

Dirty bitch, she’d been fucking…

She got into bed, and I snuggled up to her.

Sex, the undeniable smell of sex, particularly spunk.

I reached over and touched her nipples.

“Gentle “ she sighed..”you made them tender earlier “

I hadn’t touched them, I’d just bent her over and fucked her. Wham, bam..have that..

I slid my hand down her belly, feeling her swollen mound, then slipping my finger into the sticky mess that was her cunt..

“Oh, oh, gentle though, be gentle, you were rough earlier “she sighed.

Her cunt was wet, hot and wet, hot, wet and very very sticky.

She sighed, opening her legs, “give your big cock, but gently, you can fuck me, but be gentle “

Then, to my surprise she tuned towards me, got over my body opening her legs wide, slid down on my now, very hard, cock. Slowly she took me into her heat.

It felt amazing, wet, sticky, hot, slippery, I could feel cum easing out around it, running down my smooth, hairless bollocks.

“I’ll do it” she sighed, “you can’t get carried away if I’m in charge, on top” she sighed.

“Oh yes” she was moaning, “That’s it, don’t move….Now .. I’m going to cum” she moaned.

I held her hips, I could feel where they’d been held earlier.

“You’ve been fucking, you tart, haven’t you ?” I groaned, as she moved on me.

She bent forward, kissing me passionately. “Might have” she mumbled.

Her hips thrusting to meet my cock. “I need to cum, I haven’t cum since you fucked me earlier “ she muttered

“Cum in me you fucker” she sighed. “Go on, spunk in me”

I could smell another man on her, I could feel cum on my balls. Lots of it, trickling down my tight bollocks.

She was cumming, moaning, grinding onto my pelvis, her cunt literally sucking the spunk from my prick.

We came together, and she slumped aside, fast asleep in seconds.

I woke about 8.30am

She was fast asleep, her legs spread, a large damp spot where her cunt had ooozed spunk

It was still seeping from her, her breasts were not so red, the mauling they’d had earlier, was fading.

There was a red mark on her neck, not quite a love bite, but definitely a sign of passion.

I couldn’t resist it. I played with the cum trickling from her cunt, using it to tease her prominent clit, which was quite red and swollen, peeking out between those swollen lips.

Still sleeping, she moaned and turned on to her back, in her sleep she was giving me greater access to her fanny.

Barely touching it, I used the warm spunk to tease her clitorus.

She sighed, or was it a snore.

Her legs opened a bit more. She sighed contentedly. Moaned…”mmmm”

Gently I brought her to an orgasm, her hips raising as she moaned and sighed, and snored on. She was still asleep.

Horny, now, I went to breakfast.

About 10am, she hadn’t come down to join the group, so I went up to see if she was still asleep.

Opening the door, I was surprised to see that the room was empty.

Her clothes were still there, but one of the dressing gowns supplied by the hotel wasn’t.

I text her,

Are you ok ?

A few minutes later..

Oh yes xx

Where are you x

A picture came back..

My wife, naked, lying between two naked men, she had a cock in each hand.

No faces, all three naked from the neck down.

“Who are they ? tart !”

“Thats not nice, I’m not a tart, they’re my new friends xx”

“Who are they ? sexy slut !”

“Bob and Jim xx, left or right ?”

“What ?”

“Left or right ?”

“Right” I replied.

The next picture was of her holding a cock in her left hand, presumably it was mr Right who was now between her legs, fucking her…

“I’ll be back soon, make sure you’re ready to fuck me” she messaged.

About forty minutes later, the door opened and she walked in.

Closing the door behind herself, she slid the dressing gown off.

She stood, naked, looking at me.

I was lying on the bed, cock in hand, ready and willing to fuck her, again.

“You’ve come back then” I grinned, “have you missed this” I waived my erection at her.

“Or have your new friends been looking after your needs”

“It’s your fault “ she said, moving towards me.

“You left me on my own, after starting something you didn’t finish last night, and again when you had a fiddle and went off to breakfast, did you think I was really fast asleep ? Fortunately one ofthose boys saw you go, and invited me for seconds, or was it thirds, or fourths”

She was climbing on the bed, now. Rubbing my cock, kissing me, she was like some sort of sexual predator.

She climbed over me. Across my body now, she slid her sticky slit up and down on my cock.

“Oh that’s so nice” she growled sexily. It was too..

More cum was seeping from her. A thick film of it coated my cock as she brazenly slid along it.

“Haven’t you had enough” I moaned as she moved lazily up and down.

“You know I love a stiff cock in me” she moaned.. “I don’t think I could ever get enough” she chuckled sexily.

“I know, but you’ve had three, twice, already “…

“Three, I don’t think so” …

“Well there was Bob and Jim, and me, or don’t I count, now”

“Who’s Bob and Jim ?” She asked.

“You said Bob and Jim” ..

“Oh I don’t know what there names were, I didn’t ask, and there was the guy who took the pictures, who saw you go to breakfast, too” she was moving up and down on my shaft, cum oozing copiously out of her.

“You fucking tart” I croaked..”three of them, what the fuck”

“I only had the third one just now, and only once, “ she giggled “he was there when I went back to the other two, they’re all at a wedding, horny boys, no style, but lots of stamina and lots of hot cum”

She had slid my cock into herself and was fucking me determinedly now.

“I need to cum and you know how to do that, those boys were fun, but I need to cum, go on, fuck me, give me your cock make me cum, and you cum…I need it”

She was doing the fucking, I was just being used, she was making herself cum with my cock.

She started talking as she fucked..

“It was great, they took me in turns last night, they were so fucking randy, I don’t think they had sex for a while” eagerly telling me about her experience.

“They invited me for a drink. I was on my way back to you. One had a kilt on, I asked if he was a proper Scot, no nickers”

“oh fuckkkk, oh yessss, oh godddd” she cried out.

She had cum, but I hadn’t… She stayed on me, my cock held firmly in her very sticky cunt.

“He said he’d show me, if I showed him my nickers” she continued ..

I groaned at the thought and as she gripped my cock in her cunt.

“I told him I didn’t have any on to show, he didn’t believe me, so I just pulled my dress to one side….its your turn now, I said to him. He said let’s get a bottle of champagne and go to our room then you can see I’m a true Scot.

In the lift they were both touching and kissing me, one of them put his hand up my dress, and slid a finger in my fanny. He said, you’re all sticky. I told them you’d bent me over and fucked me before we went out, and I was on my way back to get seconds, but you’d probably be asleep...Well you’ll definitely get that, if you want some, they said.

When we got in their room they just unclipped my dress and took it off. I was naked, except my stockings.

As he came towards me, I said, hang on, are you a true Scot, so he lifted up his kilt, his cock was very thick and stiff. But before I could get near him, his mate bent me over and I hadn’t noticed behind me he had his cock out and it slid straight in me”

She was moving again, now, sitting up, riding me, resting a hand on my chest as she did.

“He was so excited,” she continued ..”that after a few thrusts I felt him start to cum, I was holding on to the Scotsman in front he was pulling on my nipples, kissing me, as his friend shot his load deep in me.”

I groaned at the thought of this, and she was moving faster on my cock.

“I pushed the Scotsman backwards onto the bed and as his mate slid out of me, I moved over the guy, his kilt up round his head and slid onto his stiff prick. It was fucking fantastic, he had big hairy bollocks that were tickling my arse as I rode him”

She was getting faster now, excitement making her cunt tighter, spunk oozing down my balls.

“He was groaning and moaning, then I could feel the other one’s hand between my legs, touching my fanny and his mates cock, rubbing his balls and touching my bum, trying to get a spunky finger in my arse”

“For fucks sake, oh fucking hell “ I groaned.

She was cumming now, her cunt was milking my prick.

“Scotty boy started to cum” she groaned on..

“So am I” I cried out..

“Oh yes, fuck me, please cum in me” she begged..

Again, we came together…

Eventually I said…”then what happened ?”…….