Jumping the Fence – Chapters 1 to 2

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Jumping the Fence – Chapters 1 to 2Jumping the FenceMy mate Lew, whose site this is written on, suggested that title as that’s what he suggested I did all those years ago. He was so keen to have me write down my story as it fell right into his line of interest and is as factual as my memory allows.My name is Amy and this year, 2015, I turn 67 – same as Lew and all those 40 years ago when Lew was a client of my husband, I was a quiet ‘mousy’ housewife with not much to say for myself. I obviously had a latent sensuality hidden by my obvious lack of self -esteem. By age 40, I sensed there must be something wrong with me or my marriage or both as I was suffering from a frustration I could not articulate nor understand. I should have been on top of the world with a very successful, well off husband, two pretty good teenage k**s without any real problems. I was a pillar of our church and local society and, in fairly good shape physically. I didn’t need to nor want to work so led a quiet life as a suburban housewife attending to the needs of household, husband and c***dren with my whole social life centred around friends at church.My husband wasn’t interested in me sexually to any great extent – it was probably a monthly occurrence with a quick “wham bam, thank you Ma’am” on a Saturday night. I thought this was probably normal practice for people of our age and didn’t perturb me though I did experience sexual urges that I assuaged with the occasional masturbatory activity – probably once a week. Nothing abnormal about that as I assumed my friends probably did the same having busy successful husbands. The sex life as young marrieds had been active and enjoyable but very straight with nothing out of the ordinary. Very rare oral sex attempts which neither of us seemed much good at so it disappeared from the menu. Life took a bit of a turn when, cleaning my 17 year old son’s room one day I happened across a couple of sex magazines – I’m sure I recall they were a Penthouse and Hustler. I was worldly wise enough not to be shocked as I understood a young man’s needs and certainly as a mother washing his sheets, I was under no illusion as to what my son did probably on a nightly basis. Vey normal. However my interest was piqued. I sat on his bed and opened them, reading the stories, the letters and the photos were highly explicit. I understood immediately why they aroused my boy so much. I was absolutely transfixed and very soon realised in a short space of 30 minutes that I was extremely wet between my thighs and actually having an orgasm at least the equal of any I’d given myself recently. I quickly took both of them to my bedroom and undressed completely- it was still mid morning and I was not likely to be disturbed. Reading some of the very arousing letters caused me to vigourously frig myself to orgasm after orgasm and those photos of beautiful people – girls being penetrated and sucking near perfect shaped penises or girls with girls. All just sent me to a plane of thought and arousal that I don’t think I had ever experienced. I remember thinking that the photographer, Suze Randall, who I later determined was very experienced at this type of photography, must have had trouble keeping a steady hand – or did she enjoy some of the delights afterwards. I masturbated incessantly for about 2 hours until I was quite exhausted and fell asleep for an hour or so. On waking, still naked, I had another quick deep finger penetrating frig and then returned the magazines to my sons hiding place but not before taking the address of where I could get a subscription. I recall walking naked through my home feeling a freedom and peace of mind I’d not felt in years since I never spent any time naked outside my bathroom. I remained naked the remainder of the day until the c***dren came home and I was quite distracted by my self- discovery. I slept fitfully and wondered whether I should approach my husband sexually but decided I needed more time to resolve my thoughts and inner feelings. I couldn’t wait for my son to leave for school so I could again raid his hiding place. There were only the two magazines there and I read them from cover to cover. I became more brazen (as I thought) during the day and took them to the lounge and kitchen and masturbated around the house. I looked for implements and vegetables to use on myself actually finding I could fit a large cucumber in my vagina then fiddle with my clitoris to bring on a very long orgasm. I didn’t hold back with my moans and groans and didn’t give the possibility of neighbours hearing me one thought. Eventually I had to come back to reality and get about doing my normal household chores. However during these times of extreme ecstasy I felt no guilt but simply freedom, relaxation and a renewed vigour for life. I certainly resolved to practice my nudity as much as reasonable and actually decided to limit my auto-erotic activity to every few days and gradually consider my options and future. As I strolled nude around my house I realised that I still held a pretty good figure though I had only just turned forty. I only had moderate sized boobs that had maintained their shape and the rest of me was, I thought, attractive enough for a man to warrant a second look at least. I hoped I could use it to re-kindle my husband’s interest. My legs were proportionately long and firmly muscled from my physical activity. I had the wider hips of a mature woman but no cellulite. A slightly poppy tummy from c***d bearing but looked ok especially with clothes that held it tight. I’d let my hair go a bit and it was a sandy reddish colour of no particular style but very conservative.I settled into a routine over the next few weeks, spending a lot of nude time in the house, being a little daring and leaving underwear off even when family were home and once when I went shopping and, of course, masturbating almost daily. Sometimes I used my son’s magazines but as time wore on I could manage without them. Then my first subscription magazine arrived – my own which I could keep in my bedroom. It was easy enough to hide. I was beside myself and admit to going to my room with a kitchen implement with a big round handle, a cucumber and spent the day on the bed reading the magazine from cover to cover and frigging almost non stop. I lost count of my orgasms but couldn’t believe my stamina even though I was exhausted by the time I heard my daughter arrive home from school. I had to stop. I thought nothing more of my activity that day going about my home duties like a good mother and wife but next day I had to sit and give serious consideration to what was becoming of me.I had obviously awakened sexual feelings or urges that I never knew I had and certainly not experienced. I wondered if friends had similar experiences. I wondered if I was psychologically twisted. So many questions that I couldn’t answer but most importantly I felt very empowered and good within myself and could not see that I was hurting a soul in any way. I decided that I would try to re-introduce my husband to these pleasures as it would be such fun to share with him. I started to undress in front of him and go to bed in a short nightie without knickers. He certainly noticed and made compliments about me but hesitated to touch me so I grew braver and slept naked one weekend night. It worked, but I had to do all the work – seducing him with my hand and eventually getting him to penetrate me. It was wonderful I must admit even though he was quite unenthusiastic. To feel his hard penis inside again after so long and so different from the toys I’d been using. Feeling him ejaculate in me was the ultimate and gave me a wonderful orgasm but unfortunately it was so one sided. I certainly had to wait until the following weekend before I could try again with similar results. An attempt during the week was met with a “behave yourself’. So it was back to my fingers and fruit for the week. After a month or so it became so exasperating trying to arouse him on a Saturday night that I gave up and he never even commented on the activity. I went back to wearing a nightie to bed but I never returned to wearing knickers and I think I can say to this day I have never worn a pair of panties to bed for any reason – even during my period, I would manage with a belt and pad.Hence life continued with my rather mundane domestic existence and my almost daily erotic masturbation events, enlivened with the arrival of my monthly subscription. I did wonder how long this could go on but reasoned that I would probably soon grow tired of the activity. I got a fright one day when I walked in on my s*******n year old son in the shower with a semi hard erection. I apologised profusely and retreated to my bedroom to deal with my thoughts. He looked gorgeous and though I put him from my thoughts, I began to have fantasies about what he and some of his friends may look like when hard and more importantly feel like. I was aching to have a hard penis in my hand, I wanted to put one in my mouth and try all the tricks that I read about in my magazine. How wonderful would it be like to have a healthy young man who could stay hard all day and ejaculate in me and on me many times. My fantasies would not go away.It was about this time that our neighbours, Tony and Meg, had a change in their circumstances. They were neighbours of twenty years who moved in when we did. We were very good friends but didn’t spend a lot of time with them. Tony had a successful business and was semi retired in his early fifties as was Meg whose elderly mother was not coping so Meg had to spend increasingly longer periods visiting her. Tony mowed our lawn as my husband was too busy. He returned the favour by giving him free professional legal services – my husbands business. When Meg went away I offered to do Tony’s washing and cook him the occasional meal. We had a fence and a well developed high hedge between us so our houses were discreet from each other. On this particular morning, I’d frigged myself early to images of one of my son’s friends, then thinking of my day, I threw on a loose skirt and blouse with out underwear as is usual and thought I’d best pop next door to do Tony’s wash. I had a key and I never knew if he’d be there or not and they were happy to let me come and go as I pleased. I walked in and Tony was there in a gown as he’d just showered ready for work. I put the wash on and he said he’d made tea and asked me to join him. I was very happy to as I needed the company and he was always good for a chat. A man of vast experience, a father of three and obviously a good husband as his marriage had endured for thirty plus years. I looked on him as a bit of a father figure even though he was only a bit over ten years older than me. We sat and chatted about k**s and the neighbourhood until I recall him saying “Amy, you look distracted – anything I can help with?” I looked at him in silence for a minute or two contemplating an answer “ Come on out with it girl, we’ve been mates for a long time, nothing will surprise me”I didn’t hesitate then. “Lets go into the lounge where I’ll feel more comfortable” We moved into the lounge and we both sat on a comfortable long sofa.“Tony, I have a very personal dilemma which is hard to talk about. Tell me do you and Meg still have sex?” I queried. He is such a wise man and responded immediately.“Amy, I could tell immediately your problem would be an intimate one. Yes, Meg and I have very frequent sex – more so since the last of the k**s left home. As you know she is still a very attractive woman and looks after herself and is very sexual. Fortunately I am still capable though need a little time to get going nowadays. How can I help”I explained everything from my husbands disinterest to my magazines and masturbation and fantasies. “Tony, I’m at my wits end and don’t know where to go from here. I feel so embarrassed in front of my church friends as I’m sure they don’t have my feelings or urges and I wonder if I should see a psychiatrist to get some d**g”“No, no, no,” he replied. “ you are pretty normal, Meg is not much different but I can look after most of her ‘urges’ as you call them and forget about your church friends, They don’t know your secret and don’t have to. Some may be the same but probably not. Women your age go one of two ways. They either become highly sexed or completely frigid in my experience – I’m lucky that Meg did the former and we play to that tune”He moved close to me on the couch “ Amy, you’ve kept it a secret from the family so far and no reason why you shouldn’t continue to do so. You still are a wonderful mother and wife so don’t change that but satisfy your urges in all that time you have to yourself. If you feel guilty at any time you just stop”“What do you mean Tony?” I asked apprehensively. “Have an affair my dear. Just sex, no strings attached. Do you think you could handle that?” he almost demanded.I was almost lost for words “ I ‘ve not thought of that” I stammered.His reply was instant “ yes you have, you told me yourself that you’ve been lusting after your son and his friends and I’m sure you’ve thought about how good some of those models in the magazine would be. You’ve only thought of the sexual union and nothing emotional haven’t you?”He said with a cheeky grin, “Meg told you to come over here and be my standby wife” and as he said so he slid his hand up my leg to my bare crutch.I very voluntarily spread my legs “ Oh Tony, yes please” I whimpered.He was almost a little rough as he pushed a finger into my vagina “You are very ready for this I feel – so wet my dear”I felt his finger inside and his thumb on my clit, “what are you doing Tony?” I groaned.“The most basic of arousal methods Amy – a finger on your G-spot and a thumb on your clit just doubles the pleasure since your G-spot is the internal side of your clit and has the same sensitive nerve endings. It’s obviously working”“Oh Tony, it’s fantastic and so wonderful please don’t stop” I pleaded. He didn’t. I just had one orgasm after another experiencing something I’d never had before. I couldn’t believe such a simple action could be so amazingly arousing. After my third or fourth orgasm I was gasping for breath and Tony stopped while I regained my composure. Some composure – I slumped back against the couch with my legs spread and skirt around my waist. I had never been so wantonly brazen in my life even with my husband. He had never seen me on display like this and I found the thought of another man looking at me – leering in fact, so erotic. Was this my introduction to a streak of exhibitionism which I suspected I had.Tony reached forward and ripped my blouse apart at the buttons exposing my breasts which were not encased in a bra. He knelt on the floor and suckled, first at my left boob then my right. Again it was years since that had happened – probably the last suckling I’d had was from my baby daughter about 15 years previously. These feelings were being forced on me so rapidly I struggled to take it all in. All I knew was that I was totally in rapture of the man standing over me now and I was in for another surprise. I watched as he untied the waist of his gown revealing a beautiful toned body of a mature man but he was completely hairless. I leaned forward and started to stroke his smooth skin and revelling in the touch and sensitivity of it all. I wasn’t game to touch his slowly rising penis until he took my hand “ stroke my cock” he commanded , so I continued, first with one hand then with two as it grew to full length and hardness. I had to ask “what happened to your hair?”“Meg and I love the sensitivity of totally bare skin on skin so we both wax each other regularly” he explained. “So Meg is totally bare as well – all over, even down there” I queried.“Yep, its great fun both doing the waxing and fucking”He was starting to use words I’d rarely heard him or anyone in my social set use – I thought I’d be embarrassed but instead it had an arousing effect on me and I resolved that I would try to respond similarly though I didn’t know too many. Without further ado, he removed my hands from his cock and pushed me back against the couch. Holding my ankles over his shoulders and pulling my bottom towards the edge of the couch he knelt in front of me and forced his cock deep into my cunt and held it there. I gasped and felt the tiniest of orgasms overtake me – only the second penis ever to have entered me and done by a man who really wanted to be there. I was in total lust and swooned like a teenager. I couldn’t remember losing my virginity because I was probably overcome by alcohol on my wedding night but assumed this must be what it is like without the pain. No pain here. Apart from being so lubricated I was willing and open and loving every second. In my aroused state, I asked “Tony, fuck me please, fuck me hard like I’ve not been fucked in years if ever” and he did. I was afraid to talk as I did but found it energising to speak so candidly expressing my most intimate feelings. I have no idea how long Tony slid his delicious prick in and out of me but we were both very comfortable so it was probably for half an hour or so – much longer than I ever remember having experienced.“ You’re safe to come in aren’t you’ Tony asked. I laughed “ hadn’t even thought of that but yes, had my tubes tied after Kelly 15 years ago. Fill me up lover boy” I begged. And didn’t he pour forth. I recalled my husband coming and my enjoyment of the feeling those few months ago but this was something else. I could feel every spurt as the hot liquid pulsed into me. He was right up near my cervix and I could feel it swirling around. I don’t know or care how much there was, it was just an orgasm producing ejaculation. He pulled his cock from me quickly then reached over to grab my hands and pulled me forward “ clean my cock “ he ordered. I was a bit hesitant as I wasn’t sure what he meant until he took the back of my head and forced his cock into my mouth. I so willingly lapped and licked at the sticky mess on his cock. Again a completely new experience and being forced into it only served to arouse me to my best efforts. I remember actually liking the taste of what proved to be his ejaculate and my fanny juices.I collapsed back against the couch and Tony sat beside me. My legs were still splayed open and now Tony was picking up drops of his cum on his finger and making me lick it off. I didn’t object as it was all so like some of the activities I’d read about in my magazines and over which I had fantasised. The reality was better than the fantasy.I lay with my head in his lap, still with my clothes on though they hid nothing, and dozed off for a while. When I awoke I was till there in his lap and we started to discuss what had just happened. I had so many questions. I started with Meg’s reaction if she found out. Apparently he was trying to decide whether to tell her or not. They had a very honest relationship and had in recent years shared partners on a few occasions with friends but never out of sight of each other. This was new but also said that Meg, being so highly sexed, and with age creeping up on him, may take on the occasional younger lover when at her mothers. She never admitted and he didn’t ask and had such a good relationship that it would not concern him. However he didn’t want to force her to accept that he fucked his neighbour. “ So, lets keep it a secret from everybody and grab interludes when we can” he suggested. I responded that he was assuming that I would be repeating what just happened. “ Amy, once you’ve tasted the honey you’ll rob the hive every day if you can”. I agreed he was probably right. I certainly had another week or so of freedom with him before we had to take other measures and I meant to make the most of that week. I told him so. “Let’s do what I came for” I said getting to my feet. Removing the remnants of clothing from me I walked so proudly, naked into his laundry and took his washing out to hang on the line. Tony was nervous and concerned someone would see me even though the line was fairly secluded a couple of neighbours could see it if they looked at the direction and time. I told him they were all at work so he relented and came out to help me. We came back inside and sat down over another cup of tea. I had no idea where this would lead but told Tony I wanted to experience as much sexually as I possibly could and would he mentor me through a very steep learning curve.I told him of the things I’d read about and he assured me he could take me there or at least show me the way. I baulked at i*****lity – c***dren and a****ls and had no interest in s**tology. Otherwise nothing was off bounds until I’d experienced it. We discussed detail of some activity and then I pulled a quick light lunch together even though it was mid afternoon. As soon as lunch was over I suggested I’d better get home but not before another good rogering if he was up to it. “You know what gets me there quickest” he suggested so I knelt before him and engulfed his cock with my mouth. What I lacked in technique I made up for in enthusiasm. I could always learn technique. I soon had his lovely uncut cock hardening in my mouth until he announced your turn. He turned me to the table and bent me over it and before I knew it I felt his delicious tongue lapping at my vaginal folds. Up and down the full slit he moved until I was open and ready. Then as he was about to stand I felt his tongue flick over my anus. It was no accident as he then probed the back hole with the tip of his tongue. So many new and delicious experiences and I began to groan my satisfaction. He didn’t stay long. He stood and parting my bum cheeks for good access he pushed his wonderful prick deep into my cunt for the second time today. I don’t ever recall being fucked twice in one day – even on my honeymoon and it was at least fifteen years since I’d been entered doggy style. I relaxed my body across the table and just let him go but enjoyed pushing back to meet his thrusts. Tony told me he wasn’t sure if he could cum again so I took this as a signal and reached back between my legs and took hold of his lovely swollen balls. Massaging them gently I soon felt the tell-tale signs of impending juice delivery and sure enough, His cock stiffened then spewed forth another torrent of delicious man juice. He was reluctant to leave my fanny but I just stood and he slipped out. I turned and apologised so kissed him fully on his lips – our first for the day. “thank you Tony for solving my problem. I’ll sleep well tonight and I will see you tomorrow, promise”I found my clothes. My skirt was ok but stained and my blouse had to be held together so I tucked it into my skirt waist and hurried out his back door and around the front along the footpath to home. I’m sure no neighbours saw me and wouldn’t have cared if they did. They knew we visited often. I was a bit taken aback when I got inside to see my daughter in the kitchen having beaten me home. I didn’t have much of a relationship with her and she just asked where I’d been as I looked disgusting. I told her I’d been doing a dirty job in the garden. I hurried upstairs to my bathroom and showered making sure to leave my fanny alone as I did so much want to feel the drip of Tony’s cum slowly oozing from my cunt. Crazy but so depraved – that’s how I felt. I had just committed adultery – so much against everything I had ever been made to believe but I felt not one second of guilt. I reasoned that two people had enjoyed a fantastic time sexually fulfilling each other and not harmed a single soul in any way. What could possibly be wrong with that. Little did I know but it was the beginning of the rest of my life to date which was to be the absolute antithesis of life as I had known it. My story really began that day. I felt a load had been lifted and I had discovered the answer to my misery. I was light headed and very happy even feeling a warmth to my husband which had been missing a long time.Reality also set in and I realised that I would have to maintain complete discretion and continue as ‘normal’ a life as possible with my present social contacts and relationship with my family. However I did not see that as a problem as I did not lead a restrained life in any way at present and my husband and c***dren took minimal interest in what I did on a daily basis – I was always there for them and it would remain so.Next morning after the family had left I realised I needed to be sexually sated again – fucked to satisfaction on a daily basis I thought. I also thought that these urges would eventually wear off particularly with age but history has told me now that I was so wrong.I attended to my household chores until I could stand it no more – do I go upstairs and frig myself silly or race next door where I knew a man with a hard cock would be waiting. There was no question. I almost ran through Tony’s door.“ I didn’t think you were coming and I was just going into the office – but now that you’re here that can wait” he offered. I walked over to him and pulled his head to mine as I started to remove his shirt (he hadn’t managed to get his trousers on yet).I needed to feel that delicious smooth skin against me again as I kissed him deeply. I stepped back and lifted my dress over my head. Again I was without underwear. As I caressed his skin and stroked his hardening prick, he announced “ Today my Amy, you will be taught more but I have to insist that you prepare yourself like my Meg has – its shave time my dear. We’ll use the wax that Meg and I have and you can do me too as I’ve the tiniest bit of fuzz starting to appear. Go get some towels” he commanded.I was beyond excitement and just hurried silently to the linen cupboard and returned to find Tony had disappeared to his bedroom. I waited a few moments before he re-appeared. “Spread them on the rug Amy – we’ll do this on the floor – then lay back on them while I prepare you”“Yes sir “ I dutifully responded, laying back on the towels with my knees bent and spread a little and feet firmly on the floor. I had no idea how this would happen. Tony was warming some wax which was new to me as you must remember this was in the days (late 80’s) when Brazilians were very uncommon and not available at your local beautician. He also had a set of hair clippers.“ Pull your legs back to your chest and hold them behind the knees and spread as wide as possible” he suggested. Never since I was a baby would I have been so vulnerable and exposed to the view yet here I was not only obeying the instruction but loving it. My husband had never seen me like this yet I felt so comfortable and aroused that Tony was the voyeur. He gently used the clippers to remove the almost red pubic hair down to a stubble then ever so tenderly applied the warm wax. First down one side of my cunt lips putting his finger along the slit to prevent wax getting on the sensitive lips. It dried quickly and before I knew it he was telling me to grit my teeth but as he peeled it off, I felt just a slight sting then a noticeable sensitivity. Next the other side and then around my anus. He put the end of his finger in my bum hole to keep wax out of it and before I knew it I was totally bare. He massaged a skin cream into the whole area which was so erotic that I just came and came as he did it. If it hadn’t been done for any other reason it was worth it for that final act. He then leaned forward and put his tongue right on my clitoris. He then took my swollen clit between his lips and sucked and nibbled until I had an amazing orgasm. How can another human give so much pleasure with just their tongue I wondered. He wasn’t finished. He returned to just flicking my clit with the tip of his tongue while I felt his finger probing my anus. He massaged it with some of the skin cream he had just used on me then without warning he said “welcome to the world of anal sex” and pushed his middle finger deep into my bum. It hurt, it certainly did and I cried out as he asked, “have you never had anal sex Amy”.“ god no, my husband wouldn’t go near me like that – depraved he’d say and until recently when I saw those magazines, I’d never even wondered. Yesterday though when you licked me there I realised there was an element of sensual pleasure there” I grunted, but realised that as I’d been talking and Tony kept his finger still, I was starting to feel tingles of pleasure and I told him so. He moved his finger ever so slowly in and out until I was starting to thrust against his hand. He kept this up for maybe ten minutes then started to lick my clit again as he did so. This just sent me over the top and I had what I consider my first anally generated orgasm.“ Tony can I try that with your cock please” I whimpered. Tony explained that he would love to but just needed to get a better lubricant and clean his finger. He explained that anal sex was great fun in the right circumstances for both the woman and the man but cleanliness was paramount. Always wash whatever you put in there before you put it anywhere else he explained. He and Meg had enjoyed it for years and occasionally with those friends he mentioned but they had maintained their strict rules regarding cleanliness. He was soon back kneeling between my legs and pushing a lubricant jelly into my arsehole. He laughed as I suggested that I felt like my car being serviced by the mechanic. “No mechanic does this baby” as he grabbed my ankles forcing them high and wide and I reached down to guide his prick up my back passage. There was immediate pain again but it subsided quickly as I began to get into a lovely thrusting motion against his cock with his balls banging against my backside. He explained that the anus maintained a high body temperature, much higher than a vagina, so that fucking an anus was like being encased in a hot velvet glove. No wonder gay guys loved it so much. It was so enjoyable that he didn’t take long to get to ejaculation stage. I could feel him hardening and speeding up so before he asked, I told him to “ go for it lover and fill my hot little arsehole with your juice please”. He did just that and I felt every pulse as it spurted deep in my bowels. He withdrew slowly and gently and I basked in the afterglow and Tony was just rising to go wash himself when I apologised and jumped up rushing for the bathroom. He called after me laughing, “best natural enema you’ll ever have – better to empty your bowels before. Sorry I should have warned you”I was learning so fast but suffered no embarrassment as I trusted Tony implicitly. We cleaned up and I asked “what now teacher?”“Put your dress back on as we are going shopping” he advised. We drove a couple of suburbs away without Tony letting on where we were headed and parked in an industrial back lane. He led me through a door in a high fence then through an unimpressive second door into an old building. “ Welcome to your first adult store Amy” Tony announced. I was intrigued. I knew these places existed but had never had occasion to think about them let alone visit. I wandered past the exhibits quite goggle -eyed having never imagined such things existed. Rows of sex toys, Videos in wrappers, exotic lingerie, creams / lotions you name it and with a rather attractive mature blonde woman behind the counter who obviously recognised Tony. She asked “What’s it to be today mate?” after acknowledging him.“ I have a new friend here, Amy, who needs outfitting – so its lots” he laughed. “I’m getting you some toys, lingerie and personal applications. I also need a new cock ring for Meg’s arrival home” he explained.“Cock ring” I queried“You’ll see” he said and proceeded to select a nice little silver vibrator, an enormous blue silicone dildo, some crutchless knickers and a couple of g-strings and a peek-a-boo bra. He then filled a bag with creams, gels, oil and lubricant.“Oh” I said “no videos for our home viewing”“ No, they tend to be pretty tame if they are sold here. If you want to see real raunch, let me know and I can get some hard core for you” he explained.Then the blonde came from behind the counter and handed Tony a small leather ring. “do you need a hand mate” she queried as he led me to another door.“Not today sweetheart, I have my own personal assistant” he again laughed, “but I’ll give you a call when it’s on”When we entered this tiny room – about the size of two toilet cubicles – he explained that I had to get him hard and then we would slip this leather ring over his cock and tighten it around the base. I looked at him quizzically. “ it makes my cock stay hard longer by trapping the blood in the shaft. I don’t generally stay as hard for as long as I do with you when with Meg but that’s because you are new and very exciting so easily keep me aroused at the moment. At my age I need all the assistance I can get” (and this was before the days of Viagra – bursa escort Lew)I easily squatted down and sucked him hard rather quickly I admit and we proceeded to place the ring and tighten it. He asked me to call the blonde who entered and seemed very willing to hold his cock and stroke it while she tightened the little strap. I had to ask “ do you do this for all your customers?”“Any who ask for a hand, yes” she quipped.“Nice work if you can get it” I responded“ You’re willing to come and help anytime you like lady – and- while we are in this room, you may like to come back someday and try one of these glory holes” she explained.Tony roared with laughter “ she has no idea sweetheart. Amy has only just discovered the adventurous side to sex in the last few days. Last week she’d never fucked anyone other than her husband and that was rarely. Never done any tricks,” he told the blonde and to which I blushed. “ Amy, these holes in the walls are called glory holes and blokes can stand around outside and stick their stiff cocks through the holes and anyone one inside here – male or female – can suck or pull them off. They have a few regulars who come here at the same time each week and have a bit of fun”I was so naïve having never heard of such a thing but immediately, feeling aroused at the thought “ I would love to watch some day, but not sure if I’d participate” I responded.The blonde gave me a slip of paper with some times on it and said I was welcome to watch or try. I did actually go back a couple of times when I wanted to buy some items and watched in the room as a rather unattractive older woman plied her trade sucking up to six cocks poked through the holes but I only ever held a couple of the cocks for her that were a bit soft while she sucked and arousing as it was to watch I was very hesitant about the cleanliness of it all. I like to see a face of any cock I’m sucking.Before I left I noticed a cork board on one wall with a whole lot of notes with phone numbers and addresses and what appeared to be letters in code. I asked Tony what that was and he explained that it was a contact board where you could find people who you may like to have sex with on a casual basis. You could respond on the board, or ring the number if it had one or, leave a message yourself. Now I was intrigued and resolved to investigate further.I was only into my second day of sexual discovery and already I was almost feeling overwhelmed by what I had uncovered. “Tony take me home and let’s try some of our purchases” I asked somewhat urgently. I was already so aroused.We spent the afternoon naked as expected while I dressed and paraded for Tony in the lingerie. I loved arousing him simply by displaying myself in this highly erotic fashion. I had no hesitation in showing off my newly found charms – shaved crutch – cunt and arsehole and poking my smallish tits through the holes in the bra. I fully appreciated the effect this would have on most men in intimate circumstances and obviously, I was to later discover, women as well. It sure aroused me in wearing it and it served as a wonderful backdrop to using my toys for both my audience and myself to great effect. The little silver vibrator was for very personal use I soon discovered and resolved to keep this in my bedroom drawer for ‘emergency’ purposes. The large blue silicone dildo, whilst very useful in taking me to an orgasm, it was best used for the benefit of an audience and I loved sitting back frigging myself with it for Tony’s pure lustful enjoyment.Tony massaged me with the oils and put the lubricant to great effect as he showed how easy it was to enter me vaginally or, better still, anally. Because they were flavoured and perfumed it heightened the pleasure of both fellatio and cunnilingus. What an afternoon it was as I was overwhelmed with new sensations and flooded with erotic ideas. In two days I’d come from meek mannered suburban housewife to a wanton almost aggressive slut – I’d discovered a side to my personality that I liked and was probably very good at. I baulked at first as Tony described me as a slut but with gentle coaxing on his part I soon came to wear the mantle with pride, especially as he told me that his own wife Meg loved to be called that by him and used the word on herself when highly aroused. It became an almost secret code word- something I could never use outside very select companyWith five days of togetherness before his wife returned Tony started to plan my week which, of course, involved being fucked by him every day. However he had a few other tricks up his sleeve and I made no objection as I had no commitments other than to be home for my family each afternoon and look after menial household chores. The boring daily routine of the housewife suddenly held no end of exotic opportunities which I intended to make use of. Tony said he would look after our purchases for the moment except I wanted to take the vibrator which I might need to use if I felt an urgency. Using the lubricant Tony gave me a nice bum fucking as I lay face down on the carpet in the lounge then I reluctantly slipped on my dress and shoes, popped the vibrator in my pocket and strolled home almost singing. My lovely son (who started all this with his magazines) gave me a quick peck on the cheek when he came home and my daughter was her usual non -communicative self. I was closest of all three to my son who was just a loving kind person so full of life. My daughter was such an angry little bitch that I assumed she would grow out of and my husband so laid back that he had no interest in domesticity or his family really. He worked at his accountancy practice (sometimes long hours), played golf all day Saturday and attended church with me on Sunday. This pattern seemed to have gone on forever and until now I had accepted it and assumed I would never do anything different. I was well provided for and he was a kind soul but simply not concerned one iota about me, or my activities. It was an ideal environment for me to conduct any sort of clandestine activities and I had suddenly realised it.Tony had to go to his office the next morning so I went back to bed after getting the family away and diddled with my new vibrator. A couple of nice little orgasms resulted as I fantasised about what may happen. I attended to my daily chores and shopping like a very attentive wife and mother with those precious discreet thoughts rushing through my head. I found myself looking at other women and wondered if they had a “secret’ like mine. I almost leered after some of the guys I saw in the street wondering as to how they would perform if I had their cocks in hand. I found my self analysing what it was that got me so aroused – I wondered how their sperm would taste, would they harden quickly to my hand or would I have to take them in my mouth, would they want me on my back or doggie. So many questions and all were warm wanton arousing thoughts. Just the thought of a naked man with an erection was enough to put a smile on my face.I returned home just in time to beat Tony as he strolled through my door where he had left his trousers as he had a hard cock in his hand. Talk about decadent – I just loved the freedom he felt in my company and knew I would react appropriately. I dropped to my knees and wouldn’t take him out of my mouth until he had filled it with his delicious cream. How I had come to so enjoy the taste of his spunk and, of course, in doing so I managed an auto- orgasm myself without touching my fanny.This was a first as I’d not had a strange man in this house before but then I’d only been a libertine for five days. I didn’t want to take him to the marital bed so I stripped and made him lunch while we chatted in the kitchen. He started to query what I thought might happen when his wife returned in a few days. Would I manage with my toys and the occasional visit with him or was I so hooked I’d have to find other sex partners. I admit I’d not given it a moment’s thought and asked him to elaborate.“Well by the end of this week you will have had your eyes and all senses opened to the delights and exciting adventure of sexual activity in all its variety but I wont be in a position to service you. Even if my wife did approve, I’d still want to fuck her daily and at my age I’d not be up to servicing you too every day. Will you be happy just using your vibrator and dildo along with your magazines for inspiration” he explained.“Do I have a choice, Tony?” I queried “Of course you do” he immediately responded. “ You can find others and there are lots of good men out there who would love to fuck you without getting emotionally involved”“So where do I find them and how do I start” I queried seriously. I laughed at the fact that here I was standing naked in the kitchen with a man who had just become my sex partner -I couldn’t use the term lover because he wasn’t. He was just a friend. This friend was suggesting I just go out and find other friends like him. “ I have a couple of younger friends who I know have certain needs that their wives can’t or won’t satisfy. They are clean sensible and totally trustworthy and they both happen to be tradesmen so have the ability to make daytime visits. I take it night visits may be difficult for you?” He explained.“At the moment, yes” I responded “ but I guess I’ll figure something out. I’m not jailed in this house or even questioned when I leave to go somewhere. I’m very interested in your friends and just hope they are clean and discreet”“I’ll plan something and let you know. Now lets just have a nice long slow fuck before your k**s get home”Thus began a new chapter to my life – one which has never really ended.Chapter TwoThe weekend had arrived without my realising it. Husband disappeared to golf early and the c***dren attended their sporting events. Tony came over to mow the lawn as he did but this time it was different. I was naked inside the house and waited impatiently for him to finish the front lawn. He always came in for a cup of tea between front and back. I had the tea ready for him when I heard the mower stop but this time I sat spread legged on the kitchen bench and he entered through the back door. Walked up to me and forcibly rammed his erect cock straight up my fanny. This was so exciting being fucked on my kitchen table in broad daylight but I wanted it so much. I was basking in the afterglow of orgasm. He said nothing until he came and withdrew quickly -stepped back and took a sip of tea as I lay back across the table so decadently and just said “Thanks Mr mower man – got any more of that’.Tony bent to lick my cunt and I felt him taking long slow laps then without warning he stepped around to where my head was resting on the edge of the table and forced his tongue down my throat covered with his delicious cum juice and my fanny juice. Exquisite!!“Ok what now” I queried. “Well I have your back lawn to do and a little job on the fence then home. I’d like you to come over early afternoon for another surprise – can you make it?” he asked.“Of course I can” I responded, “ I’ve no family commitments until dinner time and being Saturday night, I might try to seduce my husband but I don’t hold much hope”“Great – see you after lunch” he called as he pulled on his shorts and left my laying across the kitchen table. It took all my resolve to lift myself and get going now. I’d just been beautifully fucked and felt so lazy so I stood naked at the window for a long time and watched that gorgeous man – my fucking friend – mow our lawn. Then he finished and disappeared behind our garage and I went back to daydreaming. Time soon caught me and I found myself showering and putting on a new dress with a g-string to go visit my neighbour. Not sure what prompted me to wear a g-string but Tony did enjoy the erotic sight of that sort of lingerie. I strolled next door soon after lunch and Tony proudly led me down his back yard where he showed me his morning’s handwork. At a gap in the high hedge just behind our garage and not visible from his house or ours, he had built a gate in the fence.“Might be useful in the future for quick visits” he laughed. I could see the possibility straight away and opened it and walked through to my property. I leaned forward against the garage wall and suggested, “No one can see us here”. Tony knew exactly what I was suggesting and lifted my dress to my waist and slipped two fingers into me under the crutch material of my underwear. “ Just a quick feel my dear – we have a visitor to see soon”. He frigged me to orgasm in my own back yard and we both returned to his house. That gate was used frequently and I believe to this day that my husband probably never even knew it existed. He had so little interest in his property.We returned into Tony’s house and he insisted I remain clothed – how disappointing I thought. However I didn’t have to wait long. A knock on the door and he ushered in a ruggedly handsome man who was, maybe, a little younger than me. He was casually but neatly dressed and introduced to me as Ted “who will be doing some electrical repairs at your place Amy” I was advised. That of course was news to me but I was soon to see the advantage of having a friendly tradesman who could legitimately visit my home during the day. He was fairly quiet but had a wonderful warm smile and a quick wit and he laughed as Tony explained that Ted was a friend of his who had certain needs, as I did, and we could help each other out. Ted was a happily married man with three young c***dren and a wife whose libido had waned since having c***dren (don’t we all I thought to myself) and Ted had a high sex drive which needed assuaging. He had no wish to visit prostitutes due to cost and health reasons and Tony had contacted him through an ad he had placed at the sex shop we had visited. Tony wondered if I’d like to arouse Ted with a little display of my ‘wares’ and I was a bit unsure of what he meant me to do. “Why don’t you give us a little strip act Amy – I’ll pop some music on and us boys will enjoy a beer” he suggested. I smiled – another first for me I thought. The thought of stripping in front of a complete stranger was arousing to me but I hoped I could raise the same feelings in my audience. I grabbed a glass of offered wine to steady my excitement and started to slowly sway to the music. I moved slowly and teased the boys by raising my skirt and dropping it. I knew Tony had seen it all but Ted was sweating – a very healthy sign I thought. I asked Ted to unbutton the back of my dress and very soon I had dropped it to the floor revealing myself clad only in the tiny g-string. I was about to ask Ted to remove it when the doorbell rang. The music was stopped and I scampered upstairs. Of all people it was my husband, home early from golf come over to thank Tony for the lawn and to set up an appointment for a professional consultation. It only took a few minutes and he didn’t come into the house but I could hear the conversation. As he was leaving he asked Tony if he seen me go around. Tony lied beautifully saying that I’d told him I’d be going to choir practice this afternoon – something I did from time to time. My husband left and I came back downstairs a little shaken but still excited. Tony turned the music back on but quieter and made certain all the curtains were closed. “Still up for it Amy” he asked kindly. I responded by starting to sway again and walked over to Ted instructing him to remove my g-string. He was quick but his fingers lingered over my smooth mound and as I stepped out of the underwear Ted leaned forward to place a kiss on the top of my slit. Tony asked Ted “ Do you want some privacy mate?”Ted said he was fine with Tony being there but maybe “ Amy would like some”I didn’t get a chance to answer “ Ted” he explained, “ Amy is a lovely woman but this afternoon she is our slut and we don’t give her a choice. It’s a game we play and I’m sure she’ll happily oblige- eh! Dear girl”I stood Ted up and very quickly removed his clothing then stood back to admire a semi erect nicely cut cock of probably average size -certainly similar to Tony’s. I dropped to my knees and engulfed his cock in my mouth and felt him hardening immediately. As I sucked and massaged his balls, I saw out of the corner of my eye that Tony too had stripped and suddenly I realised I was in for a new experience. I asked Ted if he wanted me to continue the sucking.“Its something I don’t get at home now at all so please Amy, if you are happy, keep going” he pleaded. I assured him that I would not take my mouth off him until he filled me with “spunk “ but hoped he’d be up for more after that. He nodded in agreement but was beyond speaking as he built quickly to cumming. Oh how I love that feeling as a man builds to shooting a huge load whether in my mouth or cunt and I wasn’t disappointed. He started pulsing very quickly – poor guy had not had a release like that in years and he was almost in tears as he held my head firmly and just fucked my face until he was absolutely empty. “It’s so sensitive now” he explained and he withdrew from my mouth and I slowly let his flaccid cock drop from my hand. He sat back on the couch and assured us both that he’d be ready within thirty minutes for a second session. Tony was already hard and I reached over and began stroking his gorgeous cock until he explained he didn’t want to cum yet – “ I’ve got plans for you Amy”I rested by laying back on the floor and Ted asked if I was concerned that my husband was so close next door. I’d not given him another thought because I knew he’d not come back here again – he so rarely visited – and if he thought I was up at the church then he’d be fine with that. I’d be home to cook his dinner later.Ted was true to his word and I watched for a while as his hard -on grew slowly. I reached over and stroked it gently until I had a fine upstanding cock in my hand. I knelt and sucked just the tip until Tony suggested that I sit astride Ted who was now sitting on the couch. I was happy to oblige and I stood and lowered myself slowly onto his lovely hot prick, holding my cunt lips apart though entry was no problem – I was dripping wet and ready for cock. Ted said he would take a while this time and that suited me as I was ready for a nice series of orgasms and riding Ted “cowboy” would do the trick nicely. Of course I’d given no thought to Tony until after riding Ted to my first orgasm, I felt the familiar fingers of Tony as he probed my anal passage with a lubricant. I now knew what was coming and relished the thought of experiencing yet another erotic adventure. Sure enough, as soon as I was greased up I felt that wonderful cock of Tony’s penetrate my arsehole but this was new. I already had a lovely hard cock filling my cunt and as Tony pushed deeper, I began to feel a fullness never before experienced. It was amazing and the thought of two hard cocks penetrating me at the same time just filled me with lust. There was no pain, just sheer erotic sensation. Tony set up the rhythm as Ted could do very little and I just took it all in. I must have settled into at least three or four orgasms but have no recollection of time. All of a sudden Tony announced his impending spurting and increased the pace. This in turn got me moving on Ted who I suddenly felt building to his own ejaculation. Tony came first – pulse after pulse of hot spunk shooting up my rectal passage sent me over the top once again until Ted could hold on no longer and I felt that wonderful familiar hardening as a precursor to his own fabulous series of spurts. How absolutely fantastic to have made two me cum in me at the same time – the power almost overcame me. I climbed off Ted after Tony pulled out and went off to wash himself. I kissed Ted deeply and thanked him as I watched his lovely cock slowly shrink. “Can we do that again” I asked Ted. He was very keen and said he would be around to “fix your lights” during the week. I gave him my number and arranged the best time to ring me when I was alone. He gave me his but indicated that I would have to make any phone calls seem like I needed his service as a tradesman as his wife often answered the phone. This was pre-mobile days of course. How did we ever manage!!We sat for a while and discussed what we had just done and the boys were very interested to get my genuine opinion. I had loved it and would happily repeat the experience. Two was, after all, twice as good as one and since it was just all about sex, it was a fantastic adventure. I dressed as did the boys and Tony saw me out knowing I’d made arrangements with Ted. “Easy wasn’t it sweetheart” he queried “ I’ll probably be sending a plumber around soon too – be on the lookout for him- he’s called Ash.”I couldn’t believe that I walked into my home as cool as could be and when my husband asked how choir practice had been, I replied rather cheekily “ Very fulfilling thank you, probably twice as good as usual”. He had no idea of the double entendre, poor man. Here I was with a cunt and arse full of cum running down my legs and I was standing in the kitchen cooking dinner for him and the k**s. I was humming a very happy tune though. Since I was a bit exhausted from all the sex, I excused myself soon after dinner and went to bed but would you believe after months of no sex, my husband comes to bed early and suggests we may “play around a bit’. I couldn’t refuse, nor did I want to because I still liked fucking my man on the rare occasions it happened. I willingly stripped for him under the covers and he reached over and ran a hand across my fanny. He recoiled instantly, “What’s that” he questioned.“What’s what” I responded.“You’re all bald down there” he said really surprised.“I had to have a little medical procedure for a woman’s problem” I lied “and they had to shave me”He was concerned now “ Are you ok – can we do it?”“Of course we can” I explained, “ I just might have to stay this way a while in case I need any more treatment”So he just rolled on top of me and stuck his cock up me. It was nice to have my husband fucking me again but I wondered what it must have felt like for him. He was fucking a cunt that had received a couple of loads of cum a few hours ago and my cunt must have been so loose as I’d not had a chance to do my tightening exercise which I followed studiously. If I was going to be a slutty courtesan, I had to maintain a tight fanny but not tonight. He didn’t take long and poured forth my third load of cum into my cunt this day. I felt wonderful but I admit to hardly having an orgasm. He rolled off me and said “thanks Amy. You sure feel a bit different to usual but I guess that must be your medical issue – goodnight” and off he went to sleep. I should have thought ‘what an arsehole but I couldn’t be angry with him because he was really a very nice gentle man – just totally self-absorbed in his interests and naïve. I slept and dreamed deeply.I stayed in bed the next morning late and didn’t attend church with my husband but he didn’t mind it would seem. Again I started to reflect on where my life may now take me. I was certainly a much more relaxed and satisfied woman and began to feel empowered enough to take my own life in hand. I knew for sure that I was now in a position to enjoy sex with another human almost everyday. How fabulous was that. I could indulge my fantasies and hurt no one and also function as a proper mother and wife. It almost seemed too good to be true.I faced the new week with an aire of excitement. I had a new sex partner – very reluctant to call them lovers because they weren’t – and promise from Tony that another would contact me sometime soon. I attended to all my housework totally naked feeling the freedom of it all and mid morning thought I’d better go next door for my daily fuck. I remembered the new gate Tony had made so being very brazen I strolled out my back door across the lawn revelling in the warm sunshine on my bare skin. My property was quite private really and only the most determined voyeur could see into the back yard and Tony’s was the same so I had no concern about being seen. Tony was at his outdoor clothes line hanging out his washing so I walked up behind him and put my arms around him. He was mildly surprised but knew immediately that it was me. I reached into his shorts and told hold of his soft cock, stroking until he began to respond.“Maybe we’d better go inside” he suggested looking around his back yard.“Please lets stay here” I whimpered, “I’d love to be fucked in the sunshine. Don’t you ever fuck Meg outdoors?”“Too often” he laughed, “ she loves being nude in the sunshine – you’ve seen her great tan. Well that’s all over but not usually on the lawn – we fuck up on our deck”I slid his shorts down and knelt on all fours on the lawn under the clothes line with the warm sun beating down on my back. Tony very simply knelt behind me and entered my pussy so easily. He mentioned that I was still loose from Saturday’s activities and I told him that my husband had fucked me as well that night.“Did he notice any difference” he queried “ because your well fucked cunt must have been like a cave.” I told him that he had noticed my shaved fanny and how sloppy I was but he accepted my excuse of a medical procedure.“He really is so naïve, poor man, he just doesn’t know what he’s missing does he?” he stated as he pumped slowly into my cunt. It really was so much fun and very refreshing to be fucking in the sun outdoors. I came twice especially when Tony leant forward and started massaging my tits. The nipples grew long and hard with arousal and helped hasten my second orgasm which was quite a noisy one. This concerned Tony so he suggested that we go inside and I was quite happy to oblige. His cock didn’t subside as we walked inside so when we got to his kitchen, I just said “Your turn” and sat in a chair and invited him to fuck my mouth. He did this quite vigourously but I was now able to take most of him without gagging as the head pushed right into the back of my throat. It was only when I felt that beautiful familiar stiffening that I knew my prize was about to come. I pulled my mouth off until just the head was between my lips and he poured his bitter sweet cum across my tongue and I let it all trickle down my throat, savouring every tasty drop. “I guess that’s lunch” I joked.“You really have become very good at that now Amy and I suggest you’d be as good as Meg. She’ll be home Wednesday by the way so we’ll need to be a bit more careful – no back lawn fucks but behind your garage could be possible” he explained.“Lets just play it as it comes” I suggested, “but I’ll still want a daily fuck from someone. When is my plumber visiting?”“Just sometime this week when he gets time – be patient girl”. And so I was.That was to be my last fuck with Tony for a few days as he was working the following day and Meg home after that. I had to resort to my toys next day but actually visited the sex shop where I placed an ad on the notice board. I was very specific in what I wanted – a married man who just wanted sex with no hang-ups. I asked then to respond by leaving me a note since I didn’t want to give out my phone number so easily. I chatted to the woman behind the counter who was so friendly especially since I was a friend of Tony’s and she offered me the opportunity to help her out with cock ring fittings if ever I was around when that might happen. I noted the offer and said I was very interested and hoped one of my visits coincided with a fitting. Going about my housework naked as usual, I was about to go upstairs to use my toys – a whole day without sex after a week of daily fare – when the doorbell rang. I peered out the window and noted a plumbers van and reckoned my new man had arrived. Thus I thought it fit and fun to answer the door completely naked. What an unholy slut I am, I mused to myself.This gorgeous young man stood before me with a tool box at his feet and just said “ Hi, I’m Ash and I understand you have a leak you need fixing”.“ Darling, I didn’t have one until you arrived – now it needs plugging urgently. I’m Amy by the way” I said smiling. I had hardly pushed the door closed before I grabbed him and pushed my tongue down his throat.“ You are an eager little one, aren’t you” he chuckled, “can I undress first”“Yes, but hurry, I’ve not been fucked for a whole day and Tony has taught me to expect something everyday. Today you are my saviour. We can talk while you are fucking me” I responded.I led him to the couch and sat as he dropped his clothes – shorts and shirt along with his work boots and I pulled him to me while he was standing – close enough to take his already hard cock into my mouth. I sucked momentarily tasting his pre-cum before releasing him and laying back on the couch and throwing my leg over the back of it. I was open and fully exposed to him. “ Just fuck me please Ash” I urged, “we can get to know each other later”Although its not usual for me to remember cock size, I do recall him having a fairly sizeable fat uncircumcised prick and certainly long enough to reach my cervix. I was so ready and wet that Ash just plunged in as I held my labia apart with one hand and guided his dick with the other. Oh! the excitement of another new cock. I’d been playing this game for just on a week now and here I was already with three new cocks. “I’m going to cum hard very quickly” he explained, “ as I’ve not had sex in a week. My wife is away and I’m looking after the k**s so no time to go hunting. That’s not easy when you are fussy. I won’t risk escorts or pub sluts because my wife and I are still pretty active sexually and I’d not want anything nasty going her way. Tony’s solution was perfect for me so I hope you enjoy it”.I explained that I too, only sought married men who just wanted to play cleanly from their wives and I asked him why he needed more than his wife.“She is very enthusiastic and regular every second day but very straight – nothing but missionary and I simply need more and variety” he admitted.“ I don’t like condoms so I need partners who are clean and happily married. I much prefer married men as they are safe and not likely to get emotionally involved. We chatted and laughed as we rutted together and for someone who wanted to cum quickly, he sure could hold on. I was loving it as he was bigger than usual and I felt particularly full. Thus my orgasms started almost as soon as he entered me. He couldn’t believe that I was orgasming so much in so short a time span. “My wife takes for ages to get off” he almost complained, “and then she has to stop afterwards – exhausted”“I can cum almost continuously sometimes and I don’t usually tire but this is all so new to me. Until a week ago I could count on one hand the orgasms I’d had and now I’ve had this wonderful freedom and release thanks to Tony”His first ejaculation in me built very quickly. No sooner had I felt him getting rock hard than he exploded and that’s the best description. I could feel his juice pouring out around his cock and running down my arse cheeks into my anal crack. That was so beautiful and I couldn’t resist reaching between my legs and scooping a finger full to taste.“You are kinky” he observed, “do you really like the taste. My wife has only ever tasted my sperm once and was totally turned off”“ I love the taste and feel of a man spurting in my mouth so if you make me a regular you’ll get to fuck my face as often as you like. Remember, Tony told you I was the complete slut”After he came he just didn’t go soft. This was sensational as obviously I had a man who could fuck for a long time so I told him to keep going. I told him to stay in me and I twisted around until I was kneeling on the couch and he was dogging me then he lay back and I rode him reverse cowgirl. This just went on for an hour or more. Eventually my orgasms subsided which was just as well as I was starting to tire. At last, with me being dogged on the floor He announced another impending blow. This was again quick from hardening to shooting and was about the same amount as the last as I felt it squeeze out around his cock and run down my leg.“Ash” I asked, “do something for me. Run your tongue along my slit and get a mouthful of your cum then come here and kiss me. I want to suck it off your tongue”“Hell, that’s different, but I’m hot enough to try anything” he willingly replied.I felt his lovely long tongue slid right up my fanny slit really deeply – he seemed to have a long and strong tongue. Then I rolled onto my back and he knelt by me and placed his whole mouth over mine full of his and my combined juices. I had another unheralded orgasm as his tongue went into my mouth. I was in heaven – what a fuck mate.I grabbed a towel and spread it on the couch as I was leaking juice everywhere and we sat together and chatted. He wouldn’t be able to visit everyday but would try for at least three times bursa escort bayan a week. Weekends were more difficult. I asked him if he had any problem sharing me with other guys at the same time. He told me he’d never experienced it but if I aroused him like I just had he’d be up for anything. I did say that I’d try to spread his visits between my other visitors as I didn’t want them all turning up the same day – well not all the time. He indicted that he would ring before any visit during the day when I was home alone and he would always bring his tool box into the house as you never know when I might need some real plumbing. This was to prove a saviour a few weeks later when he was there and fucking me in my bedroom. I was bent over the side of the bed with him deeply in my cunt -I’d not yet tried him in my arse as I felt he was a bit too big and I’d need to work up to it. I was being a bit noisy with my orgasms and hadn’t noticed the time when I heard my son call out asking if I was ok.“Yes, darling” I called through the closed door, “I’m just helping the plumber in the ensuite and I hit my hand. I’ll be out shortly. Put on the kettle would you”Ash had withdrawn and was hurriedly pulling on his clothing as quietly as possible. I was giggling but had to get up and pull some clothing on. Ash had already deposited one of his monster loads in my cunt and it was running down my leg but I wore it as badge of honour. Hence shortly later, Ash and I exited the bedroom with Ash carrying his tool box and I introduced him to my son as we shared a cup of tea in the kitchen. My daughter was home too but being so unsociable she had retired to her bedroom. We all three chatted for a while I wondered if my son knew the odour of sperm because I must have stunk of it despite having thrown a sprinkling of perfume on. He certainly never said anything. Fortunately Ash had parked his van in our driveway too on this occasion making the scene realistic but I had asked him to park down the street occasionally so the neighbours wouldn’t notice the regular plumbers (and electricians visits). Ash left, telling me that he’d probably have to come back to check it out again. You can be sure I’ll need another check out mate.I had told the family including my husband that I’d engaged some tradesmen to refit a lot of our plumbing and electrical installation as they were getting old. My husband thought it a great idea and encouraged to “get it all done as you see fit dear”. I did have one moment of concern though. Next morning as my daughter was leaving for school, we had one of our customary arguments over something trivial ands she came out with “anyway you’re just a slag of a mother, I heard you with that plumber bloke yesterday afternoon”.I was shocked and had to think quickly so responded with anger using the same story I’d told my son. I told her I was disgusted that she would think such a thing when I was just helping the plumber with a difficult job. She just shut up with an “Oh yeah!!” and I never heard another word from her but I doubt that she ever believed me.I just resolved to be more careful though I had to admit the risk of being caught heightened the erotic pleasure immensely.It was with the plumber again a month or so later when he was fucking me over the kitchen bench in the middle of the day. I was fully nude and he had just dropped his trousers around his ankles and had just slid his prodigious cock into me. I suddenly heard the front door open and my husbands voice call out to me. This time I did freeze momentarily. Ash pulled out and reached down for his trousers. Luckily his tool box was nearby and he dropped to his knees and stuck his head in the cupboard under our kitchen sink. I ran into our laundry which was located off our kitchen and where I knew there were clothes. It also had a door out to the back yard clothes line.My husband came through the house into the kitchen and spotting the plumber on his knees he realised immediately who it was since the plumbers van was parked in our driveway. Husband introduced himself explaining he’d come home for work feeling ill and asked if the plumber had seen me.“I think she popped out the back to the laundry” Ash responded quickly. “Tell her I’m upstairs in bed would you please mate. Nice to meet you” as he wandered off.I was shaking as I came out of the laundry having heard the conversation. I sat and composed myself then headed off upstairs to see my husband. Ash suggested he’d go but I told him to wait as I’d not finished with him – the thought of a fuck with my husband so close aroused me greatly. I popped upstairs and saw to it that my husband was comfortably tucked in bed and told him I’d prepare some medications for him and went back down stairs. “Ash, there’s a tap out the back needs your attention” I said leading him to the backyard and down to our garage. With his tool box in tow I took him into the garage, closed the door behind us and lifted the skirt I’d hurriedly put on. Ash was a bit slow to respond as he’d lost his fabulous erection and nerves were in control so I had to take him in my mouth.“Ash I’ve not had my orgasm or dose of cum today and I’m not letting you go until I do” I forcibly explained. I quickly had him hard enough again for me to bend over the bonnet of our car and instruct Ash to “fuck me hard”. I’d already conditioned myself to being able to take Ash up my arse in recent weeks and would have loved him to do so now but he still wasn’t fully hard so may have had difficulty getting into my bum. Besides there was no lube nearby.He fucked me gently then the urgency grew and he became harder until he exploded with one of his copious flows of spunk I had enjoyed several orgasms (though I kept them as quiet as possible) and, after a fifteen minute interlude I had achieved what I entered the garage for. I left first after giving Ash a huge thank you pash and went to attend to my husband. Ash left a minute or so later and drove off in his van without returning to the house.Close but such fun for me, though Ash was a bit apprehensive next visit but soon settled down. There was no way he was going to forego “the best sex act in town”. He joked that “people should pay you for this” So back to this period in my life….. Since Tony had introduced me to Ted and Ash my days and sometimes night were filled with hard cocks and lots of flowing sperm. Tony helped out when he could especially when Meg was away. Occasionally I would enjoy two or once three of them together – that would be over at Tony’s. As Ash said one tradesman can be explained but two would get messy. Sure would I thought, all that wonderful delicious spunk flowing in me and onto me. I had learned to really look forward to the double penetrations particularly if Ash was one of the penetrants. I had also experienced double penetrations in my cunt. Ted didn’t like the idea of another cock up against his but Ash and Tony had no such reservations. Feeling two hard cocks spewing forth into my cunt at the same time was unbelievable and indescribable. I had also received a number of propositions to my ad in the sex shop. I stepped very carefully through these and bided my time in making contact and decisions. These guys were all complete strangers. The first I decided to go further with read ideally for me. A married man and father worked in a sedentary job and no social butterfly. Probably quite boring I thought but had an urgent interest in some more unusual aspects of sex – most fantasy, as his wife simply wouldn’t consider trying anything. I wondered where to meet him and thought that I would test his determination. I suggested that we meet in the back pew of my church. That would be the most discreet and safest place. Mid-week it would probably be empty and yet the doors would be open. And so it was. The day came and I casually dressed in my Sunday best but in midweek. I had minimal makeup on to look like the perfect chaste churchgoer but of course I’d left my underwear at home. About mid morning I entered the church and sat in the back pew. The youthful pastor saw me and came over for a quick chat and asked why my attendance had been limited of late. I didn’t give him an answer and just told him I was meeting a new parishioner. Pastor disappeared into the vestry and I saw no more of him. Soon afterwards this slightly balding gentleman entered, nicely dressed in a business suit and possibly a little over weight but he had a soft and gentle face and a smile that almost made me wet myself. He sat next to me and introduced himself as Graham. “This is an interesting location for an assignation” he smiled.“Well its discreet and very safe and most unlikely to arouse suspicion. You don’t want any suspicion do you?” I queried. “ Tell me Graham, are you looking for a lover or just an interesting adventurous sex partner”“Definitely the latter” he explained. “ I have a very nice loving relationship with my wife but I have a need to explore another side to my character. That is sexual side that has never been satisfied. I’m not into anything i*****l but I want to experience most of what is on offer. I may not like it but I have to try it.”“Well I’m probably your woman since I’m on a journey of discovery myself. I have read so much that I want to try it all but I have some limits and cleanliness is paramount as lack of it could ruin my whole adventure. I have a number of other partners but all are trusted. If you are going to indulge in risky behaviour I’m going to disappear and you’d probably have to answer to my other friends. I’m the best fuck any of them have had and they wouldn’t be happy to lose that” I threatened.“Thank goodness for that” Graham replied. I was about to explain similar thoughts myself.I interrupted “ what do you want to do with me?”“Would you believe that I have never kissed a woman down there, and only had two blow jobs in my life. “ he almost cried. “ I want to explore some B&D and the use of the anus -yours and mine. I have no idea of how golden showers turn people on but I have to try it to discover why. I may even be interested in exploring bisexuality”“I’m sure I can help very willingly Graham. Have you any interest in voyeurism, exhibitionism, multiple partners “I questioned.He answered that he just wanted to experience it all and see where it led.I reached over and took his hand and guided it to my inner thigh. He took the initiative from there and slid his hand rapidly under my dress until he reached my bare shaved fanny. I spread my legs to allow easier access and he just felt everything. He pushed his fingers into me and out again and stroked my now swollen labia. He pinched my inner labia which, after all the sex I’d been having, hung outside my outer lips. He was fascinated with the feel and response of my totally bare fanny as this was quite a rare thing for ladies to have at this particular time. Brazilians had not become de rigeur for females in the 80’s and certainly not mature ones.“You’ll be able to examine and enjoy that completely soon Graham, now let me see your cock” I demanded.“What, here” he questioned. I reached over and slid down his zipper and allowed my hand to delve into his fly. He kept looking at the door but I assured him no one would come and I pulled his semi hard cock from his trousers. I was tempted to lean over and kiss the tip but refrained, just allowing myself to stroke and probe the slit in the end of what appeared to be a nicely sized piece of man meat. I allowed him to tuck it away and suggested he walk me home – which wasn’t far.“Are you able to stay for sex” I asked as we entered my house.“ Yes, I’ve told the office I’ll be away for a couple of hours”“I don’t take strangers to my bedroom on a first date” I chuckled “ so the lounge room couch will have to do”. This poor old couch needed replacing it had seen so much action in the past few weeks and I was continually cleaning the spunk stains from it but had no idea how long it would hold up against the sexual onslaught. Still it was so comfortable and perfect for sex. I locked my door to slow down any unannounced entry and very smartly undressed for this rather nice man who was about to become Fuck No. 4 – what a title I thought but still appropriate and very true. Graham was a little slow to respond and as I stood naked in front of him I noted he was absolutely struck dumb by my brazen show of nudity. I started to remove his clothes starting with his coat and he just stood transfixed as I disrobed him completely. I stopped at nothing and as I finally pulled his rather conservative underpants from him, his semi hard cock sprang forth and he finally moved. He lifted his feet clear to cast off the underpants. I remember thinking that if we were disturbed now he would be in real trouble. “Ok Graham, I see you are excited already but you’ve also told me that you’ve never kissed a woman’s fanny so right now you are going to learn to satisfy me with your tongue and fingers.” I instructed.I sat back on the edge of the couch drawing my feet up to rest wide apart on each side of me thus fully exposing my cunt to his gaze. “Now get on your knees and put your face in real close to my fanny while I show you a few things” I ordered. “Have you ever seen a pussy up close like this “ I asked as I opened my flaps and pushed a couple of fingers into myself. I was already wet and the glistening moisture and odour was intoxicating to him he explained but he had never seen a fanny – not even his wife’s so close. I explained the inner and outer labia then teased my clit until it was swollen and protruding. I encouraged him first to stroke it with his finger tips then he plucked up courage and asked if he could lick it.“Oh! Please do Graham, as hard and much as you like. This is the centre of a woman’s pleasure and no amount of licking and teasing will diminish her total enjoyment. Now while you do that, put a finger inside my lips with finger uppermost and find the slight swelling and different texture of the patch right behind the clit. That’s my g-spot and between it and my clit you can keep me in ecstasy forever. What he lacked in expertise he made up for with enthusiasm and soon he had me orgasming from both his manipulations and his sheer delight in being able to touch a woman so intimately. He soon started exploring with his tongue and fingers along my labia. He pulled the inner lips further out and I explained how they usually stayed hidden inside but when a woman has regular and frequent sex the inner lips will protrude and often stay there. He opened my cunt from top to bottom then I encouraged him to start stroking the perineum. This, of course, led to his reaching my anus. He was fascinated with the puckered brown skin around the hole and I explained how I loved to be penetrated there as well. I asked him to lick me there to lubricate it then push a finger just one knuckle deep into me. I explained the need to use lubricants and the need for absolute cleanliness to this naïve man who was like a c***d with a new toy.Very soon we traded places and I returned the favour playing with his lovely hard cock and explaining all I’d recently learned about a man’s anatomy. His was a nicely cut cock of average length and girth. I was able to keep him hard easily as he was really ready to pop his load. He suggested he’d like to be shaved as I was and on questioning him about how his wife would react, he just said she’d never notice. I promised that for another day but right now I knew he need to cum so I proceeded to give him a super blow job. I took him to the depths of my throat as I’d now learned the technique of deep throating (thanks to Tony) but he simply didn’t need too much stimulation. His wife had never done this and he’d paid for it a couple of times. This was the first time a woman had willingly sucked his cock for the sheer pleasure of it and more so, wanted him to ejaculate in her mouth. That he did in a short space of time after I started massaging his balls. I remember his cum as quite bitter on this occasion but seemingly extra creamy and it flowed straight down my throat like a delicious dessert. I savoured the last little spurt on my tongue and I pulled off him and looked him in the eye, opening my mouth to show him his deposit. He just smiled and gasped a “thank you”. He collapsed back on the couch breathing heavily and asking “is there more?”“Graham” I explained, “I think we are going to be good friends so there is lots more and I’ll teach it all to you if you are a willing student but you must be adventurous, very adventurous. Lets have a cup of tea now while you compose yourself then I’m going to ask you to fuck me “. I got up, led him into the kitchen and prepared tea while we chatted. He was obviously going to be a daytime visitor most often as he could easily get time away from work – evenings and weekends were harder for him. I laid down a few rules re when to ring and never to visit unannounced. He asked if he could take photos about which I was a bit hesitant but, suggested he bring his camera and we’d start slowly. It eventuated that he took some really beautiful erotic shots of me all of which he gave me copies and I used them years later on a contact site I joined. He was careful to keep my face out of them. Today I learned of his family and wife – he was a couple of years older than me and his three grown c***dren were all students at university. He felt he was a bit socially inept otherwise he probably would have been having affairs for years but he hadn’t. I wanted to assure him this was not to be an affair of the heart – just two friends enjoying sex.He had got hard again during our conversation so I knelt to give him a nice suck to ensure maximum hardness then, sitting on the edge of the kitchen table, I spread my legs saying “ Graham, push that cock of yours as far up me as you can and fuck me till you blow another great wad of juice up me” He obeyed immediately and stood between my legs and slowly let his cock disappear deeply into my cunt. He watched intently as each inch disappeared and when he was ball’s deep he stopped and just held it there. I had an immediate orgasm and a loud one at that. It happens so infrequently that a man will happily just hold his cock as deep in you as possible – they always want to start thrusting. Graham was twitching his cock within me – a wicked little trick of his that I loved and it became a demand of mine every time we fucked after this. Gradually he started to withdraw slowly, intently watching his cock and mentioning how my labia pulled right out with his cock. The pace slowly quickened until he was pumping vigourously. He didn’t have to announce his build up to cumming – I could feel that wonderful tell tale sign of the hardening cock and the pre-pulses before he let go with another stupendous load. He apologised for having so much spunk built up but I assured him I loved it and would leave it in me for as long as I could. He pulled out very slowly and had hardly subsided but looked at the time and suggested he’d have to go. I asked him to bring his cock around to the side of the table and let me lick it clean. Of course, for a healthy man who had not had sex in weeks, all my licking did was keep him hard. Thus I asked him if he had the energy and time for one more before he went.Yes to both” he replied eagerly.“Ok, I’m going to bend over the table here, and you will do me doggie, do you understand” I queried.“ It’s new for me but I know where I’m going” he enthused.He entered me almost roughly he was so keen to get more of me but he did stop again once he was fully buried. Again I orgasmed – about number six for the day.“This time Graham, a new trick for both our pleasure” I called back to him. “ Scoop up some of the cum juice running from my cunt and massage it into my anus to lubricate it. Then you will push a finger as deep as you can into my arse”He was such a willing student and he did it perfectly and gently. He explained to me how arousing it was to be able to feel his own cock moving inside me through the membrane. I too was enjoying the fullness and told him how much better it was when the finger was replaced with a cock and “you can feel your mates cock moving inside the same woman that you are fucking”He told me I was so wonderfully depraved and he couldn’t wait to try it.He moved reasonably quickly as he was getting pushed for time so we both hurried the pace and sure enough I was able to extract a third gush of cum from this lovely new man of mine. I took him upstairs and we showered together and he dressed quickly and headed back to work with plans for his next visit. I did as I usually do after good sex. I rested for a while then went naked about the house until my c***dren came home. Another satisfying and adventurous day. I guess a couple of months passed before my next new experience. My playmates had been visiting regularly and it was a rare day that I didn’t enjoy at least one cock. I’d selected another couple of guys from my sex shop ad – one of them I met by being invited to help the sex shop attendant to fit this guys cock ring. He’d been a regular customer of the shop and had a partner but wasn’t’ married. The youngest of all my “cocks,” who just visited from time to time. It wasn’t always easy at weekends but Tony and his house was usually available so I didn’t actively go out and search for any others. I was hesitant to pick up guys off the street for example., the super market was fertile ground but the risks were too high. At home, my husband was no different – a creature of habit but he did fuck me occasionally. Usually on a Saturday night after a few drinks with his mates and he never once more mentioned my shaved fanny or my sloppy cunt that was often full of another blokes spunk when he dived in under the blankets late at night. But I always tried to cum with him despite his lack of enthusiasm. I’d started to limit my visits to church each Sunday. Again my husband said nothing but he did ask me to join him every Sunday. Being more in control of my life now, I just felt it was hypocritical to be attending church and worshipping when I didn’t believe anything that was preached. My daughter was her usual uncommunicative self and I’d go for weeks without a word passing between us but my son was his beautiful attentive self. I could be assured of a hug and kiss from him almost daily and he’d happily chat to me about all manner of things. He never mentioned it, but I’d always leave my monthly copy of my sex magazine on his little stack. I knew he was an avid wanker though he also had a girlfriend who was sexually active. I loved sniffing his sheets and underwear before putting them in the wash.I really had no plans but to continue to do more of the same. I had control of my life and my sex partners. My husband supported me financially. I’d no complaints and played the part of a dutiful wife and mother quite well I thought.It was a Friday night I recall when Tony rang and asked if I could come over. I was just watching TV with my husband and I excused myself just saying Tony and Meg wanted to see me – I knew Meg was home – nothing strange in that as they often called. Tony didn’t meet me at the back gate as he often did and I was expecting. If Meg was home he would fuck me over the fence or against the garage wall and we’d both go back to our houses. I knocked on their backdoor and then walked in and found them both in their lounge. Tony in a pair of shorts – usual dress for him – and Meg was in a floral gown as if ready for bed. They poured me a glass of white wine and Meg started by saying “thank you for looking after Tony like a good wife should while I’m away” almost laughing as she said it. I was immediately suspicious but responded that it was the least I could do for such a good neighbour and friend.“Meg and I have had a good heart to heart” Tony began explaining, “ and we discovered we’ve both been enjoying a little extra curricular activity”I knew now the cat was out of the bag and started to apologise to Meg. She held up her hand to silence me and asked me to come sit by her. “Amy, you’re an attractive woman and I’m so surprised that it took you so long to discover the joys of extra marital sex. As Tony has told you, we’ve shared a few partners over recent years and I’m very happy to know that Tony was able to show you what you’d been missing all these years. Would you like to Join Tony and I sometime when we are playing with friends?” she queried. “Oh Meg I’d love that. I’ve so much to learn and all the time to learn it in so please lead me along another deliciously sinful path. I’m all yours” I gushed.“Really Amy, do you mean that?” Meg asked. I looked at her quizzically.“Of course” I said.“Great, we’ll start now” and she reached over and took my hand putting it inside her robe and onto her right breast. I’d never had a woman but had fantasised about it occasionally after reading my magazines. I willing found her engorged nipple and kneaded it as I leant forward to kiss her. From the corner of my eye I could see Tony had moved to a chair opposite and was slowly stroking his cock.“Best get comfortable girls” he suggested which meant we were to undress. I stood and undid the buttons on the front of my dress and dropped it over the back of the couch. Meg just shrugged the gown off her shoulders and stood magnificently naked before me. She was very impressive being a head taller than I, and her tanned smooth skin almost shone. She had obviously oiled herself and she looked almost Amazonian with her full firm tits and glistening cunt. I felt a little inadequate though I shouldn’t have as I have quite a good figure myself and my skin is milky white.She stretched me out on the rug on the floor and lay fully on top of me, one leg forced between my thighs and now kissing me passionately with lots of tongue. I was definitely aroused now with my juices flowing and I returned her kisses just as eagerly. I had my first woman created orgasm as I pushed my clit hard against her smooth thigh. Our hands were teasing and pinching each others nipples while we kissed and I couldn’t help fall into another orgasm almost immediately.“Lets not waste time Amy”, Meg implored. “I want to taste your sweet pussy juice and you probably mine. Sixty Nine with me on top” as she now took control. I just lay there and next I knew her bare beautiful cunt was above my face aching to be licked as I felt her tongue parting my own cunt lips. It was so natural to start licking and probing her as she was now doing to me. I needed no instruction as I explored and lavished her cunt with sloppy kisses and my probing tongue. I got brave and moved to her anus. This only served to reinforce her own passion and soon I felt a finger enter me. I was in heaven and honestly didn’t believe another woman could arouse such erotic passion within me. The orgasms were building up and washing over me and then the ‘piece de resistance’ happened. I looked up to see Tony entering his wife’s cunt right above my eyes. This was decadence at its very best. I could lick her fanny and his cock at the same time. Every time he withdrew a fresh batch of fanny juice would be presented to my taste buds. What a sensation especially with a tongue on my clit and a finger up my arse. It was almost all too much to comprehend at one time but I managed ….so very, very well.Again this began a chain of minor events which enriched my sexual experience and I felt no guilt or shame, just invigoration. I was able to seek the comfort of Meg when I felt like a need for some human warmth attached to my sexual activity. It was so relaxing to spend a day in bed with Meg just talking girl talk, stimulating each other to orgasms and doing a lot of laughing. I could understand easily now how two women could live together very happily although in the eighties this was not a common practice. Sadly, although I slept dutifully by my husband every night and accepted his very occasional inept sexual advances, I realised that there was no joy or love in that act. I did it because it was accepted social practice but now understood that if I really wanted a bed partner to spend a night next to, a woman would be far more enjoyable. I could talk, laugh and seriously converse with her and receive sexual satisfaction. However I was not to be able to spend a night with Meg or anyone else as it was a bridge too far to cross in my circumstances at the time. I did also love the excitement of being fucked by a nice cock and receiving those loads of cum which were so arousing when they poured into or onto me.My attitudes and thought processes were changing imperceptibly and as comfortable as I felt with my role as a housewife and sexual libertine, I was deciding if perhaps, there wasn’t more to being my own person. I’d virtually stopped going to church and various parishioners would drop in to ask why or could they help. I could be nothing but honest with them and told them the same story that I’d lost the faith. I really thought that most of them were hypocrites as I’m sure they almost all had their naughty little secrets and this was to be proven dramatically in the following weeks. After several weeks of various old friends from the church trying to convince me to return I received a visit from the young pastor. A handsome man in his mid thirties and somewhat arrogant though not unpleasantly so. He was married to a tall thin attractive woman and together they had three young c***dren under ten years of age. They lived in the manse next door to the church.He arrived unsolicited one morning as I was waiting for one of my tradesmen, which was most inconvenient. Fortunately I always checked who was at the door by looking out a window and seeing who it was, wrapped my robe tightly around my naked body. No nude greeting for this morning’s caller.I invited him in and sat him on my ‘well worn fuck couch’ and he didn’t mince any words. He got straight to the point and was being as persuasive as he could. We were disturbed when the doorbell rang and knowing it would be my plumber, I excused myself and stepped outside to explain to Ash the circumstances. He understood and promised to try to get back early in the afternoon.The pastor (Glen) was showing no signs of accepting my excuses about non -attendance at the church so I thought there’s only one way to get rid of him and be totally honest and shock him into departing with my secret. I reasoned that if he knew and revealed it, he would be totally shamed within the community as he depended entirely on trust and after hearing my story would probably not want me near the church again anyway.“ Glen,” I explained, “ I have a serious problem. Its probably a psychological one and not within the gambit of your teachings but I’m a shameless hussy who has to have sexual relations on a daily basis. My husband can’t or won’t provide that so I seek sexual services outside my marriage”. He was actually smiling as I told him in lurid detail of my activities even explaining that the knock on the door was from one of my “service men’ who “had been itching to fuck me this morning and vice versa”.“Amy, our church and probably every other one is full of hypocrites. Do you think you are the only woman sitting in those pews on Sunday who doesn’t have a bit on the side and what about their husbands sitting dutifully next to them” he almost laughed as he spat it out. “ I can look over my congregation every Sunday and pick out ones who have been rutting someone else during the week and even the occasional one that I’ve had relations with myself….. Yes, don’t be shocked. I enjoy a little extra when it’s available” “I’m not shocked Glen because I suspected as much though no one in particular. However I don’t want to be a hypocrite and hence wont come back to church. I’ll just continue to perform the role of an honest fun loving slut. By the way did you just proposition me with your suggestion you were available” I asked.“You can take it as you like Amy, but you are a pretty tasty woman and there’s not many your age who hold such a sexual aire about them”“Glen, if you can assure me that you are clean, safe and very discreet then I’m more than happy to have sex with you. Besides I’ve missed my fuck this morning due to you. Just don’t get any ideas of having a relationship with me. It will just be sex but I can assure you it will be great sex. And absolutely no hint of this to my husband.” I sought his assurances.“ Amy, if for no other reason, I’d not want to jeopardise my friendship with your husband who is one of our strongest stalwarts of the church and a significant financial supporter”. I untied my robe and dropped it to the floor and sat firmly on the pastor’s lap facing him. I reached down and undid the zipper on his fly and reached in to pull his almost hard cock from his pants. “We don’t want to waste any time do we pastor” I escort bursa implored. He started to stroke and suckle my tits and when I asked why so much attention there, he explained that his wife was very flat chested and he loved boobs of any size.“But there’s bigger ones than mine at the church that must be available to you” I queried.“ You are right, there are and I enjoy them but I’m not revealing whose and they don’t all come with a hot wet pussy either. Remember I said I know the proclivities of quite a few of the ladies in my congregation.”As much as I’d have loved to have known who they were, I appreciated his discretion and assumed he would apply the same to me.“I’d love that in me” I pleaded as I stroked the top of his now very hard cock. “ Why don’t I get off you and let you undress then I can sit back here just as I am but with your cock up me and you can still play with my tits – I’d really like that”I stood and watched this handsome young man, who was about to fuck me, drop his clothing to the floor. He had a gorgeous slim muscled body and again a nice average sized cock which stood straight with a bit of a kink to the left. That looks like fun I thought to myself. He sat back on the couch with his hips on the edge this time and that allowed me to stand over his legs and lower myself onto his prick, slowly and totally in control.“You are the first totally shaved woman I’ve ever seen” he explained, then stroked my fanny lips as they engulfed his penis.“It’s so much more sensitive and more so when the male is shaved too. I have one fuck mate who is totally shaved (Tony) and the sex with him is in another dimension” I advised “ maybe you’d like to try it!”“Could be fun I’m sure but not sure how Penny (his wife) would take it. Maybe I could explain it to her” I joked and then I just let it pass as he pulled a surprised face.Her left my fanny alone once he was buried deep in me and returned to squeezing and kneading my tits. This I quite enjoyed because so often my other fuckers didn’t pay much attention to my boobs at all. My orgasms built slowly but were exhausting when they hit. I am always amazed at how different orgasms can be with different partners and often with the same partners at different times. It’s sure fun when you don’t know what to expect but probably my own moods play as much a part as my partners. This morning I’d been expecting a really good rogering from Ash and I ended up with a new man and that heightened the excitement.Since we were facing each other it was ideal to talk since I had all the control anyway and I moved slowly backwards and forwards and side to side a little bit as well. It was really nice. He told me he wasn’t likely to rush into ejaculation since he’d had a nice fuck with Penny last night. Apparently she was quite an enthusiastic partner who really enjoyed her sex but wasn’t too imaginative – a common problem for so many women. Glen believed he was probably over sexed hence his need to seek sex outside his marriage but I assured him most men would jump at any opportunity to enjoy a bit extra, especially healthy young men like himself. During our conversation he still tried to get me to return to his ‘flock’ but I only said if I appeared at the church again, I would expect him to fuck me. However he was welcome to come round to see me but just make sure I’m not busy.“ But I might like sharing” he complained. Kinky too I thought – you’ll be fun Mr Pastor.We seemed to have been fucking for hours and maybe we were when he announced his impending cumming. Again I could tell as he built up to extra hardness very slowly and sure enough I soon felt the lovely hot gushes filling my guts. I’d had my fill of orgasms so stepped off him straight away and he reached out to scoop some cum from my labia. When I saw this I leaned down and sucked it from his finger then knelt between his legs and licked his cock clean as he slowly subsided. “You really are a slut “ he exclaimed “ none of the other girls at church will do that and in fact they all rush off to clean themselves up as soon as I’ve cum in them”“Glen. I’ve told you that I proudly wear the ‘slut’ title and that includes enjoying everything that turns me on. I happen to love the taste of spunk and I will swallow yours anytime you oblige me with a mouthful.” He had to go and promised to return when opportunity and need presented itself though I suspected he was well catered for so his visits would be because he wanted something different not because he needed relief. However I chuckled to myself as I thought ‘another one to my stable of studs’. Ash, my plumber did get a chance to visit during the afternoon so I was very well fucked by the time I finished that day. When Meg returned a few days later I told her of my new conquest and she made me promise to share him with her as I had all the other men who visited me. Meg had really blossomed after our little tryst and I happily shared my men. Her sex drive had increased she said and even though she had two young boys to entertain her while at her mothers, she now actively sought more when at home with Tony’s blessing. Thus sharing my guys was a great release for her. Tony had the best of both worlds in that he had both Meg and I close at hand and could enjoy watching us in action with each other or with other guys. I felt very satisfied now that the pastor knew my secret and I didn’t have to succumb to the Sunday ritual of church. In fact I often used to use the opportunity to entertain one or two of my men over at Tony and Meg’s as it was a bit risky at home on a Sunday morning. My daughter was the snitch – a spiteful little bitch who would stop at nothing to denigrate me especially to my husband. My son couldn’t care less I was sure even if he caught me with three blokes filling my holes. He’d still say “Hi Mum” and give me a peck on the cheek but I didn’t want to put him in any embarrassing situation so I maintained my discretion. I attended a couple of swing parties with Tony and Meg which were a whole lot of fun and I had sex with various people of both sexes but that’s what they were for and only added to my life of adventure. I’d certainly not had any close calls for months so must have had my system working well. It was one Sunday after my ‘talk ‘ with the pastor that my husband convinced me to attend church for some particular reason and I agreed quite happily. After the service as we filed out of church and the pastor was saying goodbye to everyone he said to me quite openly in front of my husband “ nice to see you again Amy, can I see you in the vestry please” . I wasn’t surprised but my husband just said he’d see me at home and headed off as a visit to the vestry for a parishioner was not unusual. I duly went to the vestry and waited thinking I knew the purpose of my call there – and I was ready. I may have gone to church in my very conservative dress but my underwear had remained firmly in my drawer. Glen entered some time later and locked the door.“I thought I knew what you were up to pastor after all we did say that if I returned to church we would have to fuck” and I sat on his big wooden desk with my bum on his desk pad and my feet on the arms of his chair.He unbuckled his trousers but left his shirt and dog collar on which I thought was a really nice touch. He manoeuvred himself into his chair and proceeded to give me a really nice licking until I came then he stood and just pushed his cock up me. As lovely as always and so welcome as I’d been un-fucked for nearly 24 hours. During our slow rutting there was a knock on his door and his wife called asking if he was in there. He remained totally cool and continued fucking and just called out “ Yes darling, just attending to one of the flock. I’ll be out shortly”. She responded casually and obviously wandered off. As we fucked he told me that he thought he may get me to speak to his wife soon. Apparently they had had some deep and meaningful discussions recently in which his wife had expressed some dis-satisfaction with her present sex life and thought there must be more to it. He was still in the throes of convincing her to seek advice from other sources and possibly other women in the church.He came in me wonderfully after I said I’d love to help and without even kissing him goodbye I stepped of his desk straightened my dress and strolled off home with streaks of his cum running down my legs. What a wonderful end to a church service – almost tempting enough to attend each Sunday. And so it came to fruition just a few days after that conversation, that the pastor rang and asked If I could come over any time soon. It was a weekday and I was planning on going next door for a nice lay in with Meg but now I had another adventure in the making. This time I didn’t dress for church. I applied makeup a little heavier that usual, wore a short skirt above the knee, high heels, stockings and suspender belt, left off all underwear and just put a loose fitting white blouse over the top. Nipples were clearly visible if you got close enough. It was mid week so no one I knew would see me on the short walk to the church. Glen met me at the door and bent to kiss me fully on the lips and led me straight into their small lounge. k**s were all at school and Penny was sitting very straight and appearing nervous.“Penny needs to talk to a woman of experience about some personal issues she’s having” Glen explained as Penny smiled half heartedly. “Ok Glen” I instructed, “I think it best you leave the room and Penny and I can be absolutely open and honest with each other”.Glen started to complain and I became insistent then Penny chimed in and said she’d be more comfortable with just me. So he left. I watched the door close then moved to sit by Penny on the couch and took her hand in mine.“Open up completely Penny and what is said stays in this room – agreed?” She responded with a nod and squeezed my hand.“You would be one of the last worldly women I’d have thought as you always seem so conservative and dull but Glen insists he knows his parishioners and I do at least trust you” she explained. “ I have an issue with sex” she admitted shyly.“Keep going” I instructed.“I feel I’m needing more almost urgently sometimes and that there must be something more than just laying back and dreaming of home” she complained.I assured her there was and thought the only way I can handle this is to be upfront and honest so I laid myself bare before her. Told her everything and everyone (except mentioning her husband). She sat silently and looked at me “You’ve really done all that??””At least that and probably more that I’ve forgotten and I’m continuing to do it. I’ve never been so free and confident and in control in my life and my only regret is I can’t share it with my husband. At least you can do that with yours” I reached into my shoulder bag that I carried and handed her my latest copy of Penthouse.“Read this” I instructed, “that’s what put me on the road to discovery and adventure and I’ve tried most of it now and love it all. You will hurt no one and give pleasure to lots particularly if Glen is in agreement which I know he is”As she opened the magazine, she casually said quietly “you’ve had Glen haven’t you ?“. I had to think quick, this could be a nasty trap for him.“Penny when you have decided which way to go, then you ask Glen that question yourself. His answer may surprise you. I’m sure Glen knows the intimate secrets of many of his flock but that doesn’t mean he’s fucked them”“Oh that language is so naughty but stimulating” she smiled then she looked at the pictures in the magazine. “ Oh God, these arouse me so much” she cried. “What do they make you want to do?” I queried“Oh dear, play with myself, play with Glen, other men…and women – oh Shit! I’m so wet but so embarrassed”.I reached across and put a hand on her knee and she seemed not to notice as she was engrossed in the magazine. I slid it under her dress and quite quickly up her thigh and again there was no resistance. I let my fingers dally on her panties and forced them between her thighs and she voluntarily opened her thighs to allow access. With my other hand I took the book away and put my hand behind her head and pulled her face to mine. I had my tongue between her lips so quickly she never knew what was coming but she responded willing. In fact she was really some kisser as she had a fairly big mouth and she seemed to almost swallow my face. My left hand meanwhile had slipped under the leg elastic of her panties and I was now stroking up and down her slit, parting it slowly and the increasing moisture helped lubricate my finger’s path. Soon the labia were parted enough to give me access to her clit which was now quite engorged. I was still kissing her but I could feel her starting to breath heavily and in shorter bursts and I knew what was coming. I stopped kissing and pulled my head back gazing into her eyes and I increased the pressure and tempo of the clit massage. She came with amazing groan and collapsed back onto her couch. I looked up in time to see Glen put his head around the corner of the door and I waved him away. I didn’t remove my hand on her cunt but actually inserted a couple of fingers right inside manoeuvring the fingers to find her g-spot. I just rubbed it gently and she just moaned how wonderful that was. When she seemed aware of things again, I asked,“ Was that your first orgasm with a woman”“ No, I played with my girlfriends at boarding school for a while. We used to get up to all sorts of fun with implements and vegetables. I’d forgotten how much pleasure girls can give each other. Is this going to solve my problem though” she asked seriously. “ Take me upstairs to your bed and lets have some real girl / girl sex and I’ll explain in detail how we’ll set you on the path to liberation in all respects”She didn’t object and she stood and took me by the hand and led me up the narrow staircase to a big bedroom and a great big bed. We entered and closed the door behind but didn’t lock it – I secretly hoped that Glen may come up and spy on us.“Undress me “ I demanded and she turned to unbutton my blouse. When finished I returned the favour and removed her top. Goodness Glen wasn’t wrong when he said she was flat chested. She had quite a muscular chest and the aureolae were huge. They were the size of my fist around shaped like cones topped with really thick nipples. These were now aroused and they stuck out from the aureolae like the end knuckle on my finger – almost an inch long and half an inch thick. What she lacked in size she made up for in sensitivity. They were aroused and hard and when I touched them I could almost have sworn she came again. I couldn’t resist bending to kiss and bite them and this just sent her over the top again.“ You’ll be able to use these to great advantage with my friends” I told her, “they will love them”“Really, I’m so embarrassed by them and have restricted me sexually”I told her not to be and she must use them for her pleasure which in turn gives others pleasure.Now she just slid my short skirt down my legs, squatting on her haunches as she did so. I stepped out of it and she stayed down there, absolutely captivated by my bare shiny cunt. She reached out and touched the skin and ran her fingers all over it. My lips were quite swollen and I told her to kiss the mound. Once she had done that I lifted her back up and kissed her as I fiddled to find her skirt zipper. Once found it was easy to drop her skirt to the floor and we climbed onto the bed and pushed a leg between each others thighs.For the next hour or so, we just talked and I answered all her questions while we remained in a highly roused state. I was captivated by her nipples, and excited her by telling her what some of my fuck friends would do to her. She basically said she loved sex and just needed to explore the bounds to which she could go so we made plans for me to introduce her to my mates. As we were resting, after a bit of frenetic frigging, her husband walked in and sat in a chair and started to masturbate. I whispered to Penny suggesting she invite him to fuck her as I would love to watch but I wanted her to do it doggie so I could get underneath. She left it to me to make the invitation.“Glen, bring that lovely hard cock over here and Penny will get on her hands and knees to give you access to her very wet fanny,” I called. He dutifully climbed on the bed behind his wife while I positioned my self under her with my head between her legs. How I love this position. Glen entered his wife forcefully and started thrusting hard but I had to slow him down “ give her time to adjust mate, she’s not had your cock for a few days and not very often in this position. He slowed and I watched the steady pistoning in and out until I could stand it no more. I reached up with my hands and wrapped them around her bum cheeks to give me support then pushed my face right into her pussy. What fabulous sex – my tongue running the full length of her rather long gash while being able to lick Glen’s wondrous slimy juicy prick.Glen found it so arousing he began to come rapidly as soon as his wife had orgasmed. Again I was the recipient of a delicious load of his cum mixed with Penny’s sweet juices. Of course I did my usual trick and taking a mouthful I extricated myself from under them then forced my tongue along with the mouthful of love juice into Penny’s mouth. She licked and swallowed ravenously.“There’s lots more of that if you want to lick his cock clean” I advised, and thus she did. Sucking her husband lovingly and deeply. We checked the time and realising it was time to go collect the c***dren, I bid my goodbyes but not before making arrangements to see Penny next day when I would start her education in earnest. I was never sure who was likely to turn up to visit until the day but I resolved that I would get Tony involved since he had been so kind and gentle with me and we may be able to get one of my other boys in too. Meg would be really excited.And so it eventuated. Penny came around mid morning and we went straight to Tony and Megs having received a call from Graham to see if I was free. I invited him to come try a new girl and knowing he was happy to share we may be able to give Penny a very new experience. Meg was a bit disappointed she could not try Penny first but Tony needed to take her in hand and give her the first extra marital fuck fortunately sanctioned by her husband. Meg and I cuddled on the couch as we watched Tony instruct and advise, teaching her how to suck cock then enter her deeply with her legs pushed back against her chest. As soon as he had deposited his load in her, Meg jumped on her and in sixty nine position proceeded to lick all of Tony’s cum from her cunt. I sat quietly really enjoying the show – the first time in a long time that had happened but well satisfied with my student.Graham arrived as we were all resting over lunch and he stripped and sat next to Penny admiring her “fascinating tits”. “I told you they’d be a hit” I called to Penny as she willingly let Graham suck and nibble on them and cumming from the attention in the process.We all went back to the lounge and I suggested we give Penny a bit of a ‘baptism of fire’. I suggested that since Penny was very aroused and wet, if the two men were up for it, we do a double penetration in her cunt. “Have you noticed how long her gash is” I asked “ and since she is yet to try anal, I think it would be unfair to break her anal virginity with a DP. What do you say Penny”“ Amy you’ve been a wonderful teacher so far and I trust you and your friends to be gentle so lets give it a go. I’m sure I can fit them both after some of the things Glen has put up me over the years”Tony was likely to struggle with getting hard having come already today so he volunteered to be on the bottom. With Meg sucking him as hard as she could, she then held his cock while Penny climbed over him and Meg slid her husband’s cock right between Penny’s lovely long cunt lips. I’d been giving Graham a nice suck to stiffen him up and he very quickly positioned himself behind Penny as she leaned forward over Tony’s chest. Meg held Penny’s cunt lips apart above her husband’s cock and I guided Graham’s cock right alongside Tony’s cock and into Penny’s cunt. Graham asked me to take photos.Penny could only explain “I’ve never been so wonderfully full and with live moving cocks I feel absolutely exhilarated” The boys stayed as still as they could and Penny made all the moves though they were reasonably slow and gentle. Still the decadence of the situation soon gave her a noisy orgasm and this served to excite the boys to heights. Graham soon announced that he’d be cumming and Tony followed shortly thereafter. Dear Tony could only produce a small dribble but Graham was his usual copious self and as the cum spilled out around the cocks buried in Penny’s cunt, Meg and I used our fingers to collect as much as we could licking it eagerly off our own and each others fingers, even sharing some with the girl of the moment. The boys withdrew and sat on the floor while Penny just lay back and luxuriated in the feeling. She asked if we did this all the time and I explained that usually we just fucked in normal positions and only put on this show for her today to show her what could be achieved. I said we always had a cock in one of our holes and both Meg and I enjoyed anal and if two arrived I’d do them both – together or separately. “We play it as our fancy takes us” said I.Penny said she couldn’t wait to get home to tell Glen and she’d come back and see me tomorrow. After she’d gone, Graham gave me a long slow fuck on the rug while Meg and Tony sat on the couch and chatted to us about Penny mainly as I got easily and beautifully rutted. This was how so many of my days panned out and with a new playmate, interest was regenerated.Penny, along with Glen, became regular visitors for a month or so. Glen had admitted to Penny that he’d been fucking me for a few months and fortunately Penny took it all in her stride.“I’ll just have to catch up” she quipped when told.After a month Penny thought she ‘d like to go it alone and find a few partners of her own so her visits diminished but Glen remained a fairly regular visitor especially when he thought he could join in a multiple session – he was quite kinky about slopping around in another man’s mess. He indicated Penny was having some success and had a couple of regular lovers so I was very happy to have been her instructress and welcomed her back into my arms when she appeared from time to time for a cuddle. I was a little concerned about some of her choices as she didn’t seem as particular as I.In the meantime, things had been going so well for me, I couldn’t help but think that something must give eventually. I began to feel the lack of challenge so almost hoped I’d be caught out. As Christmas approached I attended to all my Christmas family needs and still had time to enjoy my near daily sex. Tony and Meg were organising a works party at their house and invited my husband and I. They were to be mainly Tony’s work colleagues and customers but they had also invited a few of their “special” friends. They suggested I could invite a few too. I asked the pastor and his wife as well as my two tradesmen. The night before, my husband pulled out as he had another more important business function so I didn’t mind – I may get a nice fuck or two I thought.It started quietly and warmed up slowly as the night wore on as per usual for a party with the drink flowing. At some stage during the evening, my tradie Ted suggested we go somewhere quiet even though his wife was there. I checked with Meg and she said to use the spare room upstairs. The stairs up were down a hallway so no one could see who was going up or down – very discreet I thought. Ted and I went up and sure enough we got down to business. I threw caution to the wind and stripped completely as I was more comfortable that way. Half way through Ted’s labours I noticed Ash was standing there, cock in hand so that when Ted finished, Ash turned me face down and very roughly fucked my arse. No lube just saliva and Ted’s cum. I felt Ash pull out and speak to someone else in the room whose voice I did not recognise. Next thing I knew, my arse was being lifted and a cock was entering my pussy. I got excited as this might be a night to remember being gang-banged. I became aware of others entering the room and when number three prick pulled out I rolled over and a strange man just knelt between my legs and plunged in without saying a word. Another wandered over and demanded I suck his cock – I happily obliged. By the time I’d had cock number six in me I was becoming a little concerned that I may be discovered by the wives. I had just enough alcohol to enjoy the constant fucking and sometime during the evening I remember Penny joining me naked on the bed then sitting on my face with a cunt full of cum while someone fucked me. Then she was on her back on the bed and getting fucked herself. I think Glen came and got her but no such protector for me. Still I didn’t really want one but I think I virtually lost consciousness sometime during the night. I woke with Meg washing my face with a cool flannel and we were alone in the room. I asked what happened and she just said I’d had a pretty big gang bang – “maybe a few more than you wanted”. She eventually got me up and on my feet and pulled my dress over my head then helped me down the stairs and we walked together back to my home. My husband was snoring away in bed when Meg took me to my bathroom, undressed me and put me in the shower. She washed me carefully and as I regained my composure I started to feel aches and pains everywhere. I had bruises all over my tits and two great ‘hickies’ on my neck. Worst of all there was a little trickle of dried blood running from my anus. Meg washed and cleaned me gently then put me in a nightie and helped me into bed. She left and my husband didn’t even stir.Next morning I woke and felt like shit. My cunt was aching and my labia were sore to touch and as for my anus , it felt like a piece of raw meat. I felt nauseous and thought that was probably from all the cum I’d swallowed. Sex was never meant to be like this so I just went back to sleep and woke about noon. Hubby had gone and I was feeling a bit better. I got up and showered again. My cunt was still sore and arsehole on fire. I massaged cream into both which gave some relief but felt I needed to support the labia which were hanging lower than I’d ever seen. I slipped on a little pair of knickers which supported my fanny but left my arse exposed then found the most comfortable attire I could – an old man’s shirt I’d had for years which just covered my arse but I couldn’t care less who saw me because it would only be family if anyone was looking. I sat for awhile upstairs and started to feel refreshed so went down to make a cup of tea. Standing at the sink in a dream, I felt a kiss on my neck then a hand on my almost bare bum. I turned and saw Mikey my son – so close that I kissed him full on the lips. “Hi Mum” he cheerily purred, “ you look pretty crappy , are you ok?” “Just a big night darling” I replied honestly and could feel his semi hard cock pressing into my hip through his pyjama shorts. He continued to rub my arse cheek and I made no move to stop him. I reached down and grabbed his cock through the material of his shorts and it immediately popped its head through the gaping fly. Holding it in one hand and rubbing a finger over the eye as I felt his pre -cum issuing forth, I said,“Have you got someone to look after this” and continued rubbing.“Leah (his girlfriend) does a good job Mum but she ‘s not here now” he bemoaned.“Well Mikey you’d better go upstairs and take care of this yourself and I don’t think you need any stimulation”It was all I could do to let his cock go but already I thought I’d probably crossed the boundary at last and I did feel disgusted with myself. I thought of his hand as it caressed my bare bum and how exciting and fulfilling it would have been to have been stuffed full of that gorgeous young hard cock. Now he was upstairs jerking off and all that sperm would just flow out to waste.Still right now I was incapable of enjoying an orgasm as I continued to suffer the physical results of last nights gang -bang. I couldn’t make up my mind whether I’d actually enjoyed the experience and it was the first time I’d had doubts about enjoying a sexual experience. I know initially I’d loved the feeling and resulting orgasms of strange men just arriving, sticking their cocks in me and using me as a cum bucket. However when I began to lose consciousness and they just relentlessly drove on into my cunt and arse hole with no consideration for the pain they were causing, the pleasure subsided quickly. Probably I was most disappointed with Tony, who was obviously orchestrating it all and selecting the individuals to use me, that he didn’t realise the damage being done to me until the lovely Meg stepped in and took control.Yes I was having a real issue with my lifestyle choices for the first time especially with my going so close to fucking my son. I spent a couple of hours that afternoon with Meg – no sex just girl talk and I’d also given Tony a dressing down and he was most apologetic. I’d made up my mind that there was only one course of action – move out of home and live independently. There was no alternative to gaining my total personal satisfaction. My c***dren no longer needed me – my son was off to university college next year, my daughter was virtually estranged from me. As for my husband he had no real appreciation that I was even in the house. I prepared his meals and shopped and washed his clothes – he could pay someone to do that – and he just pumped a drop or two of spunk into me maybe every six weeks if lucky – he could pay someone for that too though I suspected he just wasn’t interested. He’d not given me a kiss or a hug in years. It turned out to be the easiest thing I’d ever done. Just over dinner one night before Christmas I announced to all that I was moving out. My husband asked if I was sure and when I confirmed my decision he just said we’d need to talk about how I’d live. At least he was concerned and considerate like that. My daughter actually whispered loud enough “fantastic”, while my son sat silently but reached across and took my hand. (I learned years later that my daughter was so keen to see me go that she told my husband – her father – that I was just a dirty slut and he should actually kick me out. She assured him I’d been fucking everything in town but fortunately he refused to believe her and has been steadfast in his belief to this day 28 years later. I have never again set eyes on my daughter and only know of her life now through my contact with her brother. I still have no idea how I could have offended her to such an extent and it is the great sadness of my life)My decision coincided with a slowdown in my sexual activity mainly forced upon me because my pussy was so sore for nearly a week and my anus remained swollen and damaged. My only relief was with Meg who applied soothing creams to both damaged areas and she would give me an orgasm with her gentle tongue on my clit. I told each of my guys when they rang to lay off for a while because of the damage and every one of them were concerned and hoped they’d not contributed to my condition. In the days before Christmas I invited each of them around and gave them a nice blow job telling them that I was moving on and may be un-contactable for a while. I really had no idea where I would go and would be saddened if I left all these lovely healthy men behind but move, I must.My husband was quite amazing when I think about it. He made no attempt to change my mind and simply promised to continue to support me ‘until I found myself and sorted out my troubles’. He said he’d made marriage vows to me and they stood while I still drew breath. We’d had a joint bank account for many years which we could both access and he assured me I would have continued access to that so I knew I would not be destitute.Tony and Meg came to the rescue as to where I may go early in the New Year. They had friends in Sydney who would be willing let me stay in their home until I settled myself. This was a big move for me as I was a Brisbane girl and never lived out of that city but reasoned that I needed to really get away.I made my goodbyes as best I could but since sex now was a secondary consideration, I limited my activity to Tony and Meg and I paid a visit to the pastor and Penny. All lovely friends who were active but gentle lovers and we’d had such fun and adventures together that I did have an emotional attachment to each of them (especially Tony) that I didn’t have with any other playmate before or since. My husband actually drove me to the airport the morning I left and for the first time in many years he kissed me tenderly and told me he loved me. Maybe he would miss me after all but I never did return home to him.

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