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My partner and I have been together for ten years. Sex was great but in recent years we’ve become tired of it. I think I am the problem, struggling to gain an erection whenever we attempt lovemaking. I now find that I fantasise over her being taken by other men. At first it was just a shameful fantasy but after a while I started imagining all sorts of things and then one day it came to me; why don’t I carry through my fantasies.

I tried to introduce the idea to Kate through our infrequent lovemaking. I would ask her to pretend that she had another man on the side and she would describe their imaginary lovemaking. Kate thought this weird but somehow took to it as she saw how I reacted to her tales.

One day I had the courage to ask her whether she would go with another man if I gave it my blessing. It caused a stunned silence that lasted for several hours and then the matter was off the agenda for weeks until one rainy Friday.

We decided to stay in and watch a movie. Quite a bit of wine flowed and we began to tease each other. Finally, I posed the prospect whether Kate dare dress like a hooker and parade herself in our local pub. She said she dare and she got dressed in a tight dress, fishnet tights and boots. When we got to the pub she was indeed the centre of attention and the local photographer, a known philanderer, could hardly take his eyes off her. However, Kate felt intimidated by the guys staring at her and she turned shy. On the way home, she dragged me into a doorway and we fondled and kissed until a passing car driver sounded his horn and spoilt the moment. Still we got home and had great sex until the early hours. From thereon Kate indulged me in my fantasy, talking dirty every time we made love and teasing me with her fictional episodes of cuckoldry.

After a few weeks, I began to sense Kate was becoming uptight and flowed into the role play willingly. We taunted each other over my fantasy with Kate saying that I was all talk. One evening, just after midnight, we were in the throes of making love when I dared Kate to get dressed in her raunchy clothes and accompany me to X-Club, a well-known hang out for over 40s pickups. Kate did herself proud; she put on a tight red kilt skirt, black lace top stockings and a zip up black tight top. Her 34DDs were cupped in her favourite black lacy bra and these were pushed up and outwards. She straightened her long blonde hair and made her makeup darker. On her tiny feet, she wore high heeled shoes with a buckled ankle strap. God I wanted to cum right there but Kate somehow fell into the part and spurned my advances. She wanted to go to the club and it seemed she couldn’t get there quick enough.

We spoke little on our way but it all fell flat when we got to the club. Kate balanced on a stool all night, baring her thigh just below her stocking tops but there were no takers. I guessed my too attentive presence was intimidating possible suitors and enough was enough when Kate simply got up and left. I could feel she felt deflated almost as if her 40 something age caused her to be unattractive. It must have passed through her mind that even dressed like that she couldn’t pick up a cheap date for the night.

When we arrived home there was deathly silence and this was followed by weeks of abstinence. I got the feeling that Kate had given up altogether and there was little to stimulate her interest in sex again. However, about a couple of weeks later she came downstairs dressed in the same outfit she had worn the last time we were in X-Club. There was an air of determination about her and when we drove to the club, I sensed her gritty manner and that tonight we would play the game. It did not work out but we still had a good night dancing and drinking until the early hours. Kate though, did turn a few heads and there was some interest on the dance floor from a few guys, who got close but somehow I seemed to move towards her each time. When we got home, we talked and agreed to continue in our quest. Over the next few weeks, Kate would preen herself and once or twice a few guys plucked up the courage to talk to her but they were not her sort and quickly she expressed disinterest. Still, she seemed to become evermore aroused at the prospect of becoming physical with another man.

She finally plucked up the courage to ask what her limitations were if she did get a pick up. I said I had no objections to her being fondled and she could kiss the other guy and maybe pull on his cock but from there I did not have the courage to go further. That was enough for her, she confirmed, and she chuckled at my reticence.

Several weeks later we went to X again but this time just for fun; it was as if the earlier teasing had been forgotten about. We sat at our favourite table engaging in people-watching. Kate was dressed conservatively but still attractive with a simple pair of black boots and a short black skirt to arouse interest.

I went to the loo at about midnight and grabbed a drink. At the bar, an old school mate chatted to me and she was disappointed when I said I was living with someone. I suddenly realised I had been gone for some while when my mobile sounded. ‘Take your time,’ read the message. Was Kate being sarcastic? I moved over to our table with a few drinks and looked ahead where three guys stood around with Kate between them. One of the guys sat down next to her and I could see they were engaged in jokey conversation. His friends kept leaning over and talking to him in the manner in which lads normally encourage their mates when they suspect a pick up is near at hand.

Kate briefly shook her head and ran her fingers through her hair whilst staring the guy straight in the eye. She knew I was there gazing on, she sensed it but couldn’t pick me out in the crowd. I text her, ‘Had enough or shall I look on?’ and I watched as she picked up my message. She rang me and I couldn’t believe her voice. It was deep, slow and stunningly seductive. ‘Hi. I am having fun with a friend.’ She said. Someone in the background asked if it was her husband calling and she replied, ‘No-one special’. She cast her head around and looked me in the eye; she had known all along where I had been watching from. ‘I’m going to be a little late tonight so pick me up outside at about 2am.’ She clicked off the phone and laughed as she cast her head back and stared back into the face of the closest guy. I could see that he was younger than her, possibly 30, and was tall and dark with a strong looking body. He exuded confidence and within minutes of our call his friends moved away leaving him alone with Kate.

Kate crossed her legs and I could see her thigh exposed in her sheer stockings with the tops showing. Somehow, she had lowered the zip on her top and the breasts she was so embarrassed about were clearly showing her deep cleavage. The guy moved closer and I saw his arm loop around Kate’s shoulders. I looked away but then when I glanced back I noticed that she had allowed him to pull her closer. By now their heads were only inches apart and he gently stroked her hair. Kate’s nerve broke and she stood up, clutching her handbag and obviously intended to proceed to the bathroom. However, she then turned and kissed the guy on the forehead before making her way. She was only gone for about five minutes but the guy’s mates came back and there was plenty of banter between them. The guy was laughing and gesturing that this was his lucky day.

A text message came through, ‘Stop now or do I have your permission to continue?’ I replied ‘Here if you need me but will meet outside at 2am if you want’. ‘I do want’ was her response.

I watched as Kate came back to the table, her hair groomed perfectly and top even more unzipped. The guy’s mates left swiftly and his arm enveloped her again. This time he pulled her close and kissed her on the lips. I could see the surprise on Kate’s face. She then kissed him back and I could see that her tongue wriggled around and into his open willing mouth. Kate held his face and whispered something into his ear. His hand slipped down behind Kate and I sensed he was clutching her buttocks. I was struggling and went back to the bar where I spoke with my school friend again. For a few minutes, I lost sight of Kate and went into a panic. I searched around and commenced to leave the club when I glimpsed her on the dance floor. It was a slow dance and she had her arms around the guy’s neck. He was tall and she stood on her tiptoes emphasising the thick high heels she was wearing. He placed his arms around her waist and one hand drifted back and forth over her rear. Kate moved closer and I could sense that her groin was pushing against his prick, which by now must have been rock hard.

The dance continued for what seemed an eternity and I became afraid that someone would recognise her. Still she pushed against him and I saw his hand slip under her buttock and down her thigh. I moved closer and gazed from a balcony almost in disbelief. His hand moved upwards and I imagined how his fingers had worked their way around her cheeks exploring her underwear. He must have discovered that she was wearing a thong and stockings. Flesh and silk in one hand full, possibly even her genitals. I looked away again and in an instant, they were gone.

Dashing outside I looked around but Kate was nowhere. I text her but there was no answer. My options were limited so, feeling sick, I went back to the car. It was 01:30 and she said pick her up at 2am, so I waited and drove around the block and to the front of X. Parking behind a row of taxis I finally saw Kate illuminated by the taxi lights. One of the drivers taunted her and she smiled and walked up to the door of my car.

Kate looked around before opening the car door. She sat down and said ‘Hi’ before kissing me. I could smell sweat and aftershave over her lips and face. Her clothing was dishevelled and she asked if I was OK. ‘Yes’ I replied. ‘Tell me what happened’. I accelerated away and turned my attention to Kate as she smiled and said, ‘OK but don’t be angry. This is what you wanted, no?’ I said ‘Yes, just go ahead’. She looked to her left out at the streets full of partygoers. I suspected she wanted to be out there; unfinished business maybe?

‘We walked for a while and wandered behind the club to the car park. You were parked straight in front of us – I saw the light in your car as you entered and sat down waiting for me. Karl – that’s his name – came on strong in the club. He asked me whether I was married and I said no but I was living with a guy. I told him we had an open relationship. Karl started kissing me and I kissed him back. I felt excited but apprehensive in equal measure. He has wandering hands and he groped my breasts, pinching my nipples. More?’ she asked. ‘Go on’ I replied.

Karl placed his hand down there and pushed up my skirt. He revealed my pants, which as you known are see-through. He gazed for a while and I could tell he was getting hard. He then rubbed me through the mesh of my pants and tried to penetrate a finger though the gusset.’ Kate lingered on the word penetrate and stared at me. ‘I said no and Karl seemed disappointed. I told him that I was not ready and we kissed some more as he pushed me back against the wall and rubbed his crotch into me. He asked whether we could go to his flat and I said no not tonight. Karl became quite uptight and I liked that. I was excited and felt my pants getting wetter. For a moment I wondered whether I should go with him but I knew where it would end and that was beyond what you wanted me to do.’

I asked her whether she felt good and sensed she wiped her eye before answering ‘I don’t know. It was weird, I mean another guy after all of these years but yes I felt turned on.’

When we arrived home, we went to bed quickly and slept. The following day we did not talk about events until we went back to bed. I asked her if she was OK and she said ‘yes’ but wanted reassurance. I said I still loved her but wanted this. It just felt right. There was no question of splitting up and I hoped it would rekindle our affections. ‘I gave him my number and agreed to meet him for lunch tomorrow. I won’t go through with it’. It sounded half like a question and I said yes she could go but only if she was discreet. Kate assured me she would be.

We didn’t speak on the phone during the day but all afternoon I wondered about her. I knew she would be OK but there was just this lingering doubt. At about 18:00 Kate came home and swept through the door. She briefly glanced and acknowledged me. ‘How’s it go’ I asked. She turned quickly and said that he hadn’t turned up. ‘No more, that’s it’. Indeed that was it and we returned to the same staid sex for weeks

Close to Christmas, we went out separately with friends but I headed off home early. I received a text from Kate, ‘Busy in X-bar. Do I have still have permission? See you at 2am’? I turned onto the situation quickly and text back ‘Yes, go for it’. I watched television for a few hours and when 2am struck I received another text: ‘Don’t come for me. Will be home soon’. I couldn’t resist and drove to X-club. As I sat outside for what seemed forever, partygoers left until the club closed up. Kate did not show and I became apprehensive. As I was about to drive away I suddenly caught sight of her. She was wearing her long black coat that was open revealing her silky black blouse, short skirt and long patent boots. Karl followed her and placed his arm around her. They walked together slowly. Kate stopped and they kissed. I hoped that no-one could see her. The kiss lasted a long while and she rubbed her hands through her hair. They set off again and disappeared along an alley. I got out of the car and followed discreetly but they must have entered a nearby flat. The street was deserted.

I returned to my car and sat there for an hour until jealousy got the better of me and I text her. She replied ‘Finished now. Pretend you’re a taxi and come to 66a Dean Close just behind the market square’. It was only a few metres across the market and I walked to the door of the flat. On ringing the bell, a man answered and I told him I was waiting for Kate. He said that she was nearly finished what she was doing and laughed before he shouted, ‘Taxi for Kate’. This was obviously not Karl but probably a flatmate. I heard steps down the hall and the door opened. Kate turned and shouted, ‘Bye,’ before she stepped out. We walked slowly and I asked if she was OK. ‘Couldn’t be better and you?’ ‘Yeh great, had a good night’.

I really felt like a hired driver and as we drove home, I asked her sarcastically if she wanted to sit in the back like a true passenger. She kissed me on the lips and I could sense salt around her mouth and smell the same aftershave again.

Kate was not at all reticent. She said, ‘I wasn’t intending to meet him but he was there and we started chatting. Sally and Jane were there too and they left me after a while. I said he was a guy I knew from work but I don’t know if they believed me. Karl and I danced and then we sat and chatted. He is not too bright and conversation is limited but there is something there you know. He started kissing me and we went to the quiet tables. Everyone there seemed to be groping or kissing and no-one took any notice of us. Karl soon had his hand on my knee and rubbed my thigh. His hand drifted purposefully inside and he tested my reaction. I was a bit drunk and my inhibitions were low. Karl pressed into my thigh again and this time I let him in. He pushed up and reached my stocking tops when I tightened my legs but then let go. Karl reached my knickers and pressed on my clitoris. It felt good and for a while. He rubbed me slowly. I felt so…aroused and placed my hand on his groin. His cock was huge…I mean so hard. I was really surprised, so much so that I gripped it tightly. He let out a groan and then almost desperately reached into my knickers. I told him off and said, “not here”. Before we knew it, 2am came and went and then you text me whilst he still was stroking my mound. Karl asked me to his flat and we walked there. When we got in, we sat on his sofa and stared out at the river and the lights. It just seemed right, Dan.’ Kate held my hand. ‘I’m sorry but you have caused this to happen’.

‘Tell me what you did.’ I said. ‘I played by your rules. Karl took my blouse off and pulled my bra down. I felt so naked as he looked at my nipples which were hard but he held my arms tight and started kissing me. He is a bit rough and he pulled me onto his lap. I sat there with my legs either side of him and naturally this forced up my skirt. Karl looked down and saw my naked thighs and stocking tops. He pushed his thumbs through my knickers and started to rub my pussy lips. It felt really good and I became wet. I was going over the edge and I pushed him back. Before I knew it, he had his cock out. I just wasn’t ready and gasped but he took it to mean that I was shocked at his penis which, when I looked, I was. The head was huge and for a moment, I stared at the width of it. It took me a while but I softly stroked it. Karl closed his eyes and rubbed my nipples gently. He let out little murmurs and I started to wank him. His hips moved thrusting up until he leaned forward and pulled me on top of him. I felt his cock pushing at my lips through my panties. It was tempting as he pushed hard and started to part my pussy. It took all my will to stop and I pushed back. ‘‘This…I’ll do this for now”, I said to Karl. I wanked him again but this time more vigorously. He wouldn’t cum and my hand was dropping off. Finally he released a moan and cried ‘oh yes’. His cum shot out over my arm and onto my thighs that were still wrapped around him. I don’t know why but it smelt different to yours; I could just sense something different. He suddenly became aroused again and I started to masturbate him once more. This time a small squirt of fluid spilled out onto my hand.’

We reached home and entered the house whilst Kate continued to tell me of her night. ‘There was cum everywhere; I was covered in it. I opened my legs toward Karl and pulled my knickers to one side. Whilst he watched I started probing my pussy and rubbed my clitoris. Karl watched in fascination. The cum on my hand mingled with my own wetness and I realised I was using his cum to lubricate my pussy. I continued until suddenly there was a noise. I turned to see Karl’s flatmate, Johnny, enter through the door. I tried to run towards the toilet but he glimpsed my exposed breasts. Once in the toilet I cleaned my hands and then you text me. Before I knew it, you were here but Johnny became sarcastic and smutty, asking if it was his turn. Karl was taken aback by the haste of my leaving and I told him we would meet again. That’s it Dan’.

I pushed Kate against the wall of our hall and kissed her hard. ‘I love you,’ I said. She smiled and kissed me too. ‘Is his cum still on your thigh?’ I asked. Kate laughed aloud and said, ‘Do you want to see?’ She looked me in the eye and slowly moved her skirt up. I looked down and saw that her stockings were showing and one was laddered. She reached down and moved her fingers along her exposed flesh before placing them in front of my lips. ‘It’s still wet; it smells of him.’ I undid my fly and Kate’s hand sunk into my trousers. She rubbed me hard and fast and in a moment I felt the cum ooze up into the head of my cock. ‘No, not yet,’ I said but Kate put her soiled fingers to my lips and continued rubbing. I smelt his cum and her own.
Kate whispered, ‘Thanks it was great and we needed to talk. I have to have some more, soon, and it has to be…different. I need your permission…to do more to my boyfriend’. The word boyfriend stuck in my head. My eyes shot open just as Kate rubbed my cock to the point of climax and I spilled out into her palm.

‘Two satisfied boys in one night eh? Are you happy now? Time for bed…I need my rest,’ said Kate and she walked up the stairs looking like the seductress she had become.

The next morning Kate was coy. We said little and went shopping. At about 16:00, we came home and Kate had a bath. When she entered the bedroom she looked amazing and yet aloof. ‘Karl wants more and I can’t keep him at bay. He wants intercourse, Dan. It’s a big step I know and it’s not what you wanted is it?’ It didn’t sound like a question more of a plea. I was unsure. We had never planned for this and suddenly I felt outside the web I had weaved. ‘Is there a compromise?’ I asked. Kate had obviously thought about this. She said that he should be allowed to cum in her mouth but that this might not be enough. I approved and then learned that Kate’s bath was in preparation for a date with Karl again. She wanted me to drop her off in the town and I obliged.

As we set off I looked at Kate. She had changed so much from the reluctant wife to this. Heels she had never dreamed of wearing adorned her feet, which were shed in black shiny tights with seams. Her skirt was short and her top low cut with just a touch of her bra showing. When I dropped her off, she didn’t kiss me but told me not to wait up. I asked her when she would be home but the car door was slammed in my face.

It wasn’t until nearly dawn when Kate returned. She was drunk and had been clearly partying all night. Apparently, she and Karl met his friends and they went back to his flat. There were only a few girls but Johnny, Karl’s flatmate, wouldn’t leave Kate alone. Every time Karl went out of the room, Johnny was pushing Kate to kiss him. Karl eventually got tired and grabbed Kate’s hand leading her off to bed in front of his mates, who jeered. In the room, Karl made Kate strip. He then asked her to rub herself in front of him, which she did, and she rubbed herself to orgasm. To Kate’s shame, she heard Karl’s friends laughing and cheering again – she had not been discrete in hiding her vocal orgasm. Karl grew horny as hell. He asked Kate if she wanted a couple of guys to come into the room and watch her being exposed. She couldn’t believe it when she hesitated to answer but then Karl was pushing her onto her knees.

Kate struggled to take Karl. For a while she pecked at his penis but he became impatient and tried to push into her mouth. After a while, she took it in the mouth and gave him full oral sex. Karl grasped her hair and pulled it back. She lay back on the sofa and Karl straddled her mouth. ‘Do you want me to fuck your mouth?’ he said. Kate said ‘Yes,’ in a shy voice but Karl made her repeat loudly. She shouted ‘Yes fuck my mouth,’ and again Karl’s friends could be heard cheering again. Karl pushed his cock into her mouth and from there took control thrusting it in to her while she played with her clitoris through her black stockings. Karl moaned and encouraged her to take him fully and his balls rested on her chin while his full cock struck the back of her throat. Still Karl wouldn’t relent and then he shuddered and growled as a short spurt of cum darted into Kate’s mouth. He continued to thrust until his full load sprayed into Kate’s sore and used mouth.

When Karl had finished he pulled free and shook his cock. The last stream of cum dripped out of his darkened cock end and onto Kate’s chin. ‘Play with yourself again,’ he demanded and Kate opened her legs fully to Karl. He kneeled down and pressed against the gusset of her tights. Kate continued to rub herself and she swallowed what was left of Karl’s semen in her throat. She rubbed around her clitoris and placed two fingers into her vagina. Looking down, Kate could see that her pussy, which she had freshly shaved that night, was swollen and ready for sex.

Karl pressed his glistening penis against the stocking material and pushed hard. The head parted her lips and he left it there, tantalising her. ‘No…not yet Karl’. She pleaded but instead he pushed his fingers through a ladder in the crutch of her tights and ripped open the crotch. ‘Keep playing he demanded,’ and as she did, Kate could feel another orgasm rising. Karl placed the tip of his penis against her clitoris and rubbed it gently over her. She knew that his cum was there at the end of his head and now on her labia. He rubbed the juice with his fingers and placed one inside her. ‘There…you now have me inside you’. Karl scooped some cum from his member and inserted his finger deep into Kate’s ass. He didn’t ask or warn her. Kate yelped and tried to pull free but her orgasm rose again. She pulled her hand free but Karl replaced it with his open palm and within two strokes made Kate cum. It was a shivering orgasm and she yelped as Karl pushed his finger steadily deep inside her anus. ‘Oh yes Karl. Fuck me Karl. Fuck me.’ He curled his finger and rapidly pushed it in and out until Kate started to cum again. She looked down at her crotch. It was naked and exposed with her tights ripped exposing white flesh. Karl’s cock was still gorged and hung menacingly but his hand was against Kate’s labia and his finger knuckle deep in her rectum. ‘Oh god,’ cried Kate as yet again she came.

Kate and Karl laid together for some while until Kate wrapped a towel around her and walked to the bathroom. The lounge was in darkness apart from the TV screen. When she focused, she could see a muted porn movie and then she looked over the sofa. Silently, Johnny was pushing his cock into one of the girls that had come back to the flat. The girl’s mouth was open wide as Johnny pulled out. ‘Come on over and have some fun’. The girl said, ‘yeah share him with me. There’s plenty to be had.’. Johnny’s eyes followed Kate but she returned swiftly to Karl. When she got into bed with him, he said he was jealous of me and he did not want to share her. He was OK with us staying together but he did not want us to have sex. I was devastated as Kate looked questioning to me. ‘Don’t worry,’ she said, she had promised him that we wouldn’t but that he would not know. However, there was another condition. He wanted her pussy for himself and I could only cum in her ass.

I knew Kate didn’t care too much for buggery and so effectively, the deal she had agreed would cause sex between us to be almost withdrawn. I curled up and placed my head between her breasts whilst pulling on myself. Kate stroked my hair but not as she used to. It was dispassionate and cold. I eventually came with Kate encouraging me all the way and I reached up and kissed her mouth. Again, I could smell the sex. He had cum in her mouth and his cum covered fingers had been inserted into her anus and rubbed across her labia. The smell of another man’s cum was there, it was tangible and it turned me on deeply. I gazed at Kate’s legs as I lifted myself from her breasts. Her legs were naked but marked with small bruises where Karl had grasped her. Just below her neck was a tiny bruise where he had bitten her in the full flight of orgasm. She wore it like a badge of honour.

I moved between Kate’s legs, my cock pointing down to her vulva. She stared up at me and as I stroked forward she clutched my penis tightly. ‘It’s not yours anymore, Dan’. She stared into my eyes and laughed. ‘Back door – the tradesman’s entrance for you’.

Things went quiet for a few weeks while Karl was away but we had no sex and Kate became anxious. I learned of his return when I got home from work one evening. We were due to go out for a meal but when I returned, I saw Kate was dressed in a short denim skirt, shiny stockings and high heeled boots. I looked disappointed, I know, but Kate pecked me on the cheek. I tried to hold her but she pushed me away and told me not to smudge her makeup. ‘I want to look my best don’t I?’ she questioned. ‘…do you like?’ I looked down as she lifted her skirt. Her pussy was completely shaven and her labia proud and swollen. I looked in astonishment at the shiny silver balls either side of her vaginal lips. She knew I hated piercings. ‘I did it for him. He loves them and it has tightened my vagina. He wants my nipples done too but we’ll see.’ Kate could see the disappointment on my face. ‘But…,’ I said and before I could finish my sentence she breezed through the front door.

Kate did not come home to me until early the following morning. She looked tired and used but she slipped between the sheets where I had laid all morning pondering what my life had become. She asked me if I wanted some fun and naturally, I accepted her offer. Kate looked down on me as she crouched above my chest, her legs parted, baring her shaved labia. I closed my eyes as she requested and I felt her move towards me. There was an overwhelming odour of sweat and sex. I felt the rough texture of her shiny stockings against my face and then the slimy fleshy texture of her pussy. It was obvious what she wanted and I pushed my tongue out tentatively. Kate lowered herself down and whispered to me to be careful because she was sore. ‘Are you ready for this? You know what I want to do to you? I want you to lick me clean…nice and gentle’. Kate lowered herself further and my tongue touched her outer labia and slid around. The taste was salty and I felt the slimy reside around her pussy ooze into my mouth. She urged me to penetrate and as I did she told me that Karl had fucked her all night long having taken a heavy dose of Viagra. He didn’t stop and came inside her again that morning. She hadn’t washed or showered, wanting to save herself for me.

As I licked Kate clean she looked down on me, her eyes filled with a strange menace. ‘This is what you want. Eat Karl’s cum. You know you can’t fuck my cunt so this is the best you will get from me. Tell me you want me. Tell me!!’ she screamed. I broke off to say yes and continued to lick her clitoris. I felt a shudder and Kate’s thighs tightened around my face. She pushed down hard and her labia enveloped my mouth. A trickle of juice oozed out and then something strange happened. A warm stream of milky fluid gushed from her vagina. It dribbled down my chin but then I opened my mouth wide to catch the drops when another more forceful jet of fluid sprayed into my throat. It tasted hot, salty and milky.

Kate rolled from me and offered her ass up to me. I gazed down and noticed how red and puffy was her rectum. Has he been here too I wondered? The evidence seemed conclusive. Unbeknown to me, Kate had placed some cooling lube around her opening and as I pushed I entered easily. She gasped and pushed back, burying my dick to the hilt. I started thrusting and could feel that I was entering without difficulty. I asked her whether Karl had been in her anus. She didn’t answer and but when I asked again she pulled from me and turned over onto her back. ‘What do you expect, Dan? You made me do this and now it is happening for real not just in your imagination. I cannot stop Karl. He can go on forever. My pussy gets so sore that he tried my mouth and when I gagged he had nowhere else to go but in my ass. He doesn’t cum there though but he is filling my pussy and mouth. Now you know and have tasted him you can have more or…we can split’

The rest of the day was spent contemplating. I couldn’t leave Kate but now I was a nobody to her, at least sexually. Later we kissed and hugged. She told me she loved me in a different way she loved Karl and we agreed to work this out. Perhaps I could take a girlfriend myself she suggested. She then told me that she would be staying at Karl’s more often, perhaps a weekend but that she would make the effort to have sex with me when she came home.

It seemed I had no choice and my life was now mapped out. After her shower, Kate came downstairs dressed in a low cut black t-shirt and tight leggings. We lay on the sofa and kissed. It felt great and then Kate put her hand into my trousers and freed my cock. She started to rub it furiously and in a fraction of a minute, I spurted over into her hand.

The next weekend Kate disappeared on the Friday night. I decided to work out my frustration in the gym and had a drink in the bar. It was quiet until two couples entered. I was shocked to see Kate holdings hands with a man I presumed was Karl and they sat down with the other couple immediately in front of my table. At first, I went to leave but I froze. Had Kate seen me? She had but I was not aware. Pulling up my newspaper, I took a drink of beer and listened in. The couples were obviously familiar and laughed out loud. I watched Karl’s hand trace a line over Kate’s backless black dress. As she turned sideways, I could see her breasts profound in the halter neck top of the dress. There were two distinct marks where her nipples normally showed but these were irregular. My heart sank. He had caused her to pierce her nipples.

Johnny, Karl’s flat mate, was the other male in the party and he spoke to Kate. His girlfriend gazed at Kate almost in contempt. I heard Johnny ask, ‘So where did you get those done. I know you have because Karl’s been talking about it all week’. Kate was not abashed. She pushed her breasts forward and described the day’s events leading up to both her nipples being pierced. ‘Not sure how you will get your husband to understand that,’ said Karl. Kate was quiet and smiled. The other female looked far more contented now. She pushed out her glossy plump lips, smiled and shook her head at Kate.

There was tension and I admit I was fascinated. When the other couple proceeded to the bar, Karl placed his arm around Kate but sneaked his hand onto her breast. I saw him rub it several times and whisper into her ear. He placed his hand down the back of her dress and sank his fingers into the cleft between her buttocks. From my vantage point, I could see him moving his fingers up and down. He was teasing Kate’s anus. Kate turned and Karl grasped her face placing his tongue deeply into her mouth. The pair lingered in the hold and broke free as their friends returned. I heard Kate say that she didn’t like the place and suggested that they go to the boy’s flat. They stood and the girl went to the bathroom. Karl approached the bar leaving Johnny and Kate to walk out. I saw Johnny’s hand subtly fall and catch Kate’s buttock. It was no accident; he brought the hand up and caressed the inside of her thigh. She didn’t resist but then placed her hand on his arse. Slut; what a slut I thought. She did it all with impunity. Just as they left, she turned to me and smiled. Johnny said something to her and I thought I saw her whisper ‘…no-one’.

Kate came home unexpectedly in the early hours. She was moody. Stupidly I asked her what had happened. She turned on me and rasped, ‘So you can have your little wank. Is that it or do you want me to explain how I was humiliated by Johnny’s girlfriend. Will you get off on that too?’ She slammed the en suite door and returned several moments later. I grabbed her but she said she was sleeping in the spare room. I grabbed her again and she spun around and struck me. She was stood there silent and shocked before tears welled up in her eyes. I held her closer than we had been for months and she sobbed. Kate started talking but I told her not to. She insisted and I listened intently, clutching her face against mine.

‘We got back to Karl’s and had a party. The boys pop Viagra every night and were just gunning for it. You could see their hardons through their trousers. Julie, Johnny’s girlfriend, was up for it but I wasn’t bothered for a change. She started attracting Karl’s attention and provoked him to remove his trousers and show his hard prick. Karl started but I moved in. He grabbed me and we started kissing on the sofa, as did Julie and Johnny. One thing led to another and we consumed far too much drink and some more Viagra. I was just out of it and I don’t know how but I removed my dress. I wasn’t wearing a bra and Karl turned me around. I came around a bit and realised that Johnny and Julie were half clothed and sat opposite us. Julie stared at my breasts and removed her bra at the same time. It was like a contest. “Go on, start on her,” whispered Julie. Karl lifted me up and onto the floor. I seemed to phase in and out of consciousness but then leaned down on all fours with Karl behind me’.

Kate looked me in the eye. ‘I just don’t know what got into me but I let Karl remove my panties. He placed his face between my bum and licked my anus. By now Julie had moved her g-string to one side and sat on Johnny’s hardended penis. She rode up and down him, shaking her ass side to side and giggling. Her eyes narrowed and she said to Karl “Do something for me Karl. Fuck her in the ass”. I discovered later that Julie was Karl’s ex and he did whatever she wanted. Karl placed the head of his cock against my ass which he had now lubricated well, probing in and out with his tongue. He pressed harder and I felt the painful pop as the head of his engorged cock penetrated my ass’.

Kate winced at the account she was giving but continued. ‘Karl started riding me. He held my hair firmly and pulled it back whilst grasping my pierced breasts and squeezing them so hard they bruisied. He pulled my head around to face Julie who by now was in full flight. Her hands were placed firmly on her thighs as she slowly opened her legs and flashed her vagina. Johnny’s cock was sliding in and out as Julie licked her fingers. Deliberately and slowly, she located her clitoris and rubbed herself in a circular motion. She looked lustfully across the narrowness between us and cried, “Fuck her hard Karl. She wants it. She is a slut.” Karl started jacking further into me and grunted loud. As he did so, Julie shuddered and came. I glanced between her legs and saw white sticky froth covering her opening’.

After taking a drink Kate continued. ‘Karl pulled out and kneeled in front of me. He penetrated his thumb into my mouth and opened me wide. His cock came crashing into my mouth. It smelt musky and hot. Karl pounded away and I gagged pushing him away. When I looked up, I saw Julie taking my place, her head bobbing up and down on Karl’s prick. He yelped and Julie opened her mouth. I saw sperm spill out of the corner of her mouth and then Karl turned and thrust into my upturned mouth. He continued to cum and cum. The sperm shot against the roof of my pallet and I felt Julie push head further in. I gagged once more and withdrew, wiping his load from my mouth’.

‘Julie started to kiss me; you know I hate lesbian stuff and so I moved aside but then Johnny held my head from behind me. I didn’t know what was happening and felt panicky. I could feel his shaft against my face but then Karl shoved his cock into my mouth. A finger, probably Johnny’s, probed my vagina and then my breasts were being stroked. It was Julie and I pulled from Karl only to find that he and Johnny had a tight hold of my head and arms. Julie bent down and kissed me full on the lips. The boys pulled me onto my back and my legs were open wide. They stiffened as I felt Julie come down between them and kiss my vagina. I couldn’t resist because the boys gripped hard. I looked down and saw Julie smiling and rubbing her fingers into her mouth. It was then that I screamed out. The boys released me. I felt ridiculous as I collected my clothes and ran to the hall where I got dressed and ran out into the street. They used me and made fun of me; I just feel like a cheap slut.’

To be continued.