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I discovered that I enjoyed watching porn films when I mistakenly clicked on our PC's history and found out that Richard my husband, had being viewing various sites. I guessed he was watching when I'd gone out or to bed. I didn't mention it to him, reckoning that most men like porn and anyway I had my own secret fetish which he was unaware of. There was nothing wrong with our sex lives, we were quite adventurous, though with him frequently travelling and working away we didn't fuck as much as I'd have liked.

Sometimes I'd look at the history and find he'd deleted it, more often he forgot. Viewing things he'd watched, his preferences were obvious, MMF threesomes. I recalled him mentioning threesomes occasionally, usually in relation to something he had heard or read about, without actually coming right out with it and asking if I'd be willing. I suppose he was hoping I'd take the bait and make some sort of comment on my views. I had a good idea who he had in mind, a guy who was pleasant enough, but I didn't find attractive, and ignored the hints.

Another favourite, though most were obviously staged, was women being fucked whilst being watched by their husband. In fact as time passed it was these types of video he searched for most frequently. An interesting and exciting idea. In fact I'd masturbate whilst watching, but couldn't really imagine myself doing it for real. Quite a lot of the the videos involved anal sex, which I thought must be painful. I wondered what it must feel like and experimented with a slim smooth vibrator. Well lubricated, I discovered that I could easily slide the vibe into my bum. I soon progressed to using larger, realistic, penis shaped vibrators to pleasure my arse. The sensation of it buzzing in my bum whilst masturbating, or sometimes using a second vibrator in my cunt, led to some wonderful orgasms. As for my own video preferences? That's easy – I always searched for Big Cocks, especially BIG BLACK COCKS!.

I bought a black vibrator which enhanced my masturbating pleasure but soon found it wasn't enough to really fulfil my fantasies. I ordered a Bam 10 ½ inch dildo from Love Honey. When it arrived and I unpacked it I thought I'd been rather too optimistic to even think I'd be able to take it in my tight pussy. To be honest I did have difficulty at first, but I was determined and by giving my cunt a good fingering, using all my fingers to stretch my hole, getting my juices flowing and with plenty of additional lubrication I took it. I absolutely adored it, my cunt stretching tightly around it's 8 ½ inch girth, the 10 inch length filling my hole to perfection. It was soon my favourite and I'd use it most nights when he was away. The only drawback was that it made Richard's average 6 inches seem inadequate.

I suppose I'd had my “Bam” for two or three months before I showed it to Richard and he watched me masturbate with it. I was feeling horny and described that I was imagining being fucked by a black guy, while he watched. He loved it, sat in the bed wanking, watching closely as I fucked myself to climax. He was incredibly hard and as soon as I pulled the dildo out he was on top of me sliding his cock into my well stretched cunt. As we lay in bed afterwards he said how much he'd enjoyed my fantasy. I told him it was one of my favourites when I was masturbating. He didn't say anything immediately, then after several seconds, tentatively asked if I'd ever considered really doing it, having sex with a guy while he watched. I admitted that it had crossed my mind. Again he didn't say anything for several seconds, then said that he like to see me being fucked and wouldn't mind if I had sex with another man. I laughed it off, largely because, I couldn't think of anyone I knew who I fancied having sex with. I could tell he was disappointed. He mentioned it several times over the next few weeks, even mentioned a few names. In the end I told him I'd think about it, but if I did, it would be with a guy of my choosing. “Of course it's always possible I might find someone while you're away” I teased. “Don't let that stop you” he answered in all seriousness. I didn't think it was likely, but I had his permission.

Things might have gone no further than fantasising whilst I was masturbating, had it not been for a guy called Jake who started work at the company I'm employed at. I had the hots for him the moment I first saw him, though I didn't tell Richard, not wanting to get his hopes up. It was just getting the opportunity. That opportunity was the annual barbecue, in the garden of the Managing Director of the company I work for as a PA. The guest list crossed my desk and I checked it for one name, Jake. He was there, if anyone was going to fuck me I wanted it to be him.

I'm 37 years old, scrub up quite well and have a decent, 34d – 26 – 36 figure. Whilst at work I dress conservatively. For going out and socially I like to wear shorter dresses or skirts and show off my legs, which I think are my best feature. The weather forecast was for a mild evening so I chose to wear a white, mid thigh length, bustier dress, zipped up the front with nude holdup stockings. Sexy not tarty, underwired and strapless, the dress supporting and pushing up my tits, revealed a bit of cleavage without needing to wear a bra. The zip can be opened and closed from the bust or the hem so I could choose how much leg to show. The figure hugging cotton elastane dress was unlined, the material not particularly thin, but would show the outline of anything but the skimpiest of underwear.

I showered, washed my hair, shaved my legs and under my arms. I'm sorry if it disappoints you, but unlike the majority of women on here, I didn't shave my pussy, and had a full bush which I kept neatly trimmed. I had thongs and strings I could have worn, but decided I wouldn't wear anything under the dress. Going out socially without any panties isn't unusual for me. It solves the VPL problem and I feel comfortable and naughty doing it, especially with a shorter dress or skirt. Sometimes after a few drinks I will flash my pussy. It's my secret fetish. Flashing whilst out, sometimes with my husband, without him knowing I'm revealing my pussy to strangers, excites me. It's amusing to see the expressions on guys faces when they realise that what they can see is my pussy, not my panties. I wasn't intending to flash that night, being with people from work.

I rolled and smoothed the stockings up my legs, adjusting the lace tops until they were level, leaving just a narrow strip of pale skin between the top of my thighs, and my hairy pussy. I put on the dress, looked in the mirror, pleased with the way the dress showed my curves. I checked that my dark pubes couldn't be seen through the material, I couldn't risk that in front of the boss. I'd made that mistake once, out with my husband. He noticed and insisted I go home and change. The only time he ever noticed I wasn't wearing panties. I could only imagine what his reaction would have been If he'd known how often I secretly exposed my pussy to guys. Knowing his preferences now, I wonder why he made such a fuss that time when my pussy was visible through the skirt, though it was two or three years ago, so perhaps his attitude had changed.

I smoothed the dress getting rid of any wrinkles, tugged the top up a bit so my tits were comfortable, then experimented, raising the zip, until I was satisfied I wasn't showing to much leg, the dress opening just enough to give a glimpse of the lace stocking tops when I walked. Satisfied, I picked up my clutch bag, ready for my night out.

It was sure to be a boozy evening so I took a taxi. I knew virtually everyone of the guests. Circulating, chatting to those I knew best, ensuring the bosses saw me. Like most of these sorts of does, people tended to group with the people they worked with. There was one group, mostly guys who worked in the warehouse. Amongst them was Jake. Jake has the grand title of Building Services Superintendent, in other words the maintenance man, porter and odd jobs guy.

The reason I wanted Jake? He was black and gorgeous, about 6 foot tall, broad shouldered, muscular legs, a deep sexy voice, his head shaved. He'd joined the company a few months previously and I'd fancied him since the first time I saw him. I'd sneaked a look at his personnel file, 24 years old, single and lived in a flat in one of the more rundown parts of town. He'd been a regular feature of my fantasy fucks with my Bam dildo for months. That evening he looked sexier than ever, wearing a white T Shirt and a pair of smart casual shorts which showed off his physique. What looked like a good sized bulge in the crotch got me wondering, not for the first time, how he compared with my dildo.

I wanted to chat with him but got stuck with the middle aged pest from accounts, who after a few drinks thought he was gods gift. I was one of the few who didn't have a partner with me but each time I got close to Jake, someone would talk to me and by the time I escaped he'd disappeared to the bar in the marquee or somewhere. It was dark by the time I got almost close enough to catch his eye and join his circle. He glanced at me then looked away. I moved closer, near enough to catch him telling one of the other guys that he needed a piss. He walked off by himself and I followed intending to “accidentally” bump into him on his way back.

There were a couple of loos, for guests, the first had several people outside waiting and presumably he must have assumed the other would be the same. He turned around, walking passed me, but instead of going towards the well lit party area, he turned down a path marked by low level solar lights. I guessed that he was looking for somewhere to pee. I really should have returned to the party to wait. He glanced over his shoulder towards me and several other people nearby. I didn't think he'd noticed me watching or following, and he carried on along the path. After a few seconds hesitation, I followed as he disappeared around a curve. Even now I can't explain why. I wasn't in the habit of watching men pissing. I'd had several glasses of wine, enough to lower my inhibitions. I suppose, curiosity got the better of me, wanting to see how big his cock was.

There was a full moon, some background light from the barbecue area and the house, enough to see reasonably well. I knew from previous visits there was a small orchard, surrounded by a wire fence and low hedge. I hung back as he went through the gate, then quickly crept forward and crouched behind the hedge. I was just in time to see him get his cock out and start to urinate. There was just enough light to see, from the position of his hand and where the jet of glistening piss started, that his flaccid cock had to be a good 8 or 9 inches.

I crouched, almost mesmerised, watching as he aimed his piss, high up a tree, the stream splashing against the trunk. Unable to stop myself, I unzipped my dress up to the waist. The zip sounded incredibly loud to me, but he didn't seem to hear it or the fence post creak when I had to grab it to keep my balance as I parted my legs. I could feel the cool air on my pussy, knew I was wet even before I touched my cunt, slipped a couple of fingers into my hole and began to finger myself. He'd almost finished, the stream now a trickle, a few final squirts. He turned facing directly towards me shaking the last few drips off and I had a clear view of his beautiful black cock. I think I gasped, or moaned, he turned his head towards me as if he'd heard, looked for several seconds, without apparently seeing me, before putting his cock back in his shorts and walking out the gate. Despite my white dress, he didn't notice me crouching 20 yards away, with my dress half unzipped. At least so I thought.

I had stopped masturbating, keeping still and quiet while he left. I knew that I should return to the barbecue, but still felt horny. A combination of the alcohol I'd drunk and my state of sexual arousal after seeing his cock and playing with myself were enough for me to decide to risk it. I gave him long enough to go around the curve in the path before slipping through the gate into the orchard, crossing to a bench seat off to one side and put my clutch bag down. I was so aroused, I desperately needed to finish what I'd started. I unzipped the dress and d****d it over the back of the seat, standing naked except for my stockings and sandals, feeling very daring and even hornier. I realised that after watching Jake pissing I needed to empty my bladder too. I squatted down, leant back a little and released my bladder, watching the stream of golden piss, arching from between my legs and spattering on the ground. It slowed to a trickle and I squirted out the last few drops.

I got up and sat on the bench, spreading my legs wide. I caressed my tits, tweaking my nipples getting them hard. I stroked down over my tummy to my mound, idly running my fingers through my pubes, moving my hand closer and closer to my clitoris. I began to stroke my clit, felt it becoming harder as my fingertips gently caressed it. I slipped two fingers into my cunt, sliding them slowly in, then out again, pressing my hand against my engorged clitoris. I half shut my eyes, slipped a third finger into my hole, blissfully and contentedly masturbating, thinking of Jake, feeling the first tiny flutters of a building orgasm.

That's when things started to go wrong, or perhaps, with hindsight, I should say things started to go right. I hadn't heard him return, I just caught a movement in my peripheral vision. I quickly turned my head to look and froze. About 15 feet away was Jake, standing, watching, holding and stroking his cock. “Don't mind me. Carry on” he called, moving closer, standing in front of me. How long have you been there?” I stammered, clamping my legs together. He told me he'd watched me pissing, reminded me that I'd followed and spied on him and he'd been watching me masturbate for several minutes. “Oh” was all I could say.

He was still stroking his cock, and was fully erect, about 9 inches of gorgeous ebony man meat. He asked if I'd cum. “Nearly, you'd have heard me if I had” I replied, hardly able to believe I was discussing orgasms with him. He moved nearer, almost close enough for me to reach out and touch his cock. He continued to slowly wank, “Like it?” He asked. I nodded in reply, unable to drag my eyes away from his manhood. He crouched down, put his hands on my knees, “Show me your cunt” he said, pushing my legs apart. I couldn't resist, didn't want too, spreading my legs even wider when he stopped pushing them open, stood and resumed wanking his cock.

He told me to do what I'd been doing when I caught sight of him. It didn't even occur to me not too. I began rubbing my clit, it was still engorged. I felt a frisson of excitement, at my wanton behaviour. Unashamedly I slid three fingers into my cunt, and began masturbating for him. He watched me for a minute or two, I felt myself flush as my arousal increased, my pussy flutter, releasing more lubricating juices. He moved closer, standing between my spread legs, his cock inches from my face. I couldn't resist reaching for it, holding it in my hand and stroking it.

My fingers moving in and out of my pussy, his lovely hard cock throbbing in my other hand, I bent forward, and rubbed his knob against my face, smearing my skin with the liquid seeping from the eye. I felt his hand on my head as he told me to suck him. Without hesitating I opened my mouth, took his knob between my lips and began to eagerly suck his cock. I took 3 or 4 inches, as much as I could manage sitting up, moving my head up and down, sucking him off. He began moving his hips, not to vigorously, fucking my face. I had to stop fingering myself, needing both hands one on his waist the other wrapped around his shaft, both attempting to ensure he didn't shove his cock down my throat.

I heard him grunt that he was getting close. I tried to raise my head, intending to ask him to fuck me. He gripped both sides of my head, held me still, then came in my mouth. A first heavy ejaculation filled my mouth. I couldn't spit it out so swallowed. He pulled his cock from my mouth as he came again, spunk splashing my face and landing in my hair. A third weaker jet hit me on the chest and dribbled down my tits. A bit more dribbled out as he pushed his cock back in my mouth and I greedily sucked the last drops of spunk from his cock.

I finally let his cock slip from between my lips and sat back with my legs open, disappointed that he hadn't fucked me. I looked at him expectantly, hoping that he was going to go down on me. He started tucking his softening cock away. I reached for it and holding it in my hand, looking directly at him, said “Aren't you going to fuck me, I'm sure I can get a virile young guy like you hard again” I was expecting him to agree but instead he said there was plenty of time for that later and told me to get dressed while he phoned for a taxi to pick us up. I took some tissues from my bag, cleaned the spunk from my face and tits, ran my fingers through my hair to at least hide the cum in my hair. He watched me zip up the dress, voicing his approval when he realised that I hadn't been wearing any panties, commenting that he'd never have guessed that I was such a slut. Rather than being insulted, I took it as a complement, hoping that I would live up to the description when he got me in his bed. I'd already decided that I was willing to do whatever it took to get him to fuck me and experience my first black cock

We managed to leave the barbecue without being seen by using a path on the opposite side of the house. While we walked up the drive to wait for the taxi at the end of the lane, he made a couple of phone calls. Listening to his part of the conversation, it was obvious what he was organising, referring to me as a white slut or bitch who wanted black cock. I could have backed out then, but the thought of being fucked by him and a couple of his mates was just to tempting to refuse.

The taxi arrived a few minutes later and we climbed in the back. Jake gave him an address. Without thinking I said that wasn't were he lived. As soon as I said it I realised my mistake, as did he. He asked how I knew, and rather than try to lie I admitted I'd looked at his file. “Fuck me. I'm being stalked” he grinned, speaking to the driver. “Lucky you mate” the driver replied, glancing in the mirror.

He drove to the end of the lane and turned onto the main road, brightly lit, illuminating the inside of the taxi. Jake's hand was on my thigh, under my dress, touching my pussy. He leant forward, telling the driver that I wasn't wearing any knickers. Automatically the guys eyes flicked to the mirror., though the most he could see was my head and shoulders. Either trying to embarrass me or just find out how far I was willing to go, unaware of my flashing fetish, he asked the driver if he wanted to see my Cunt, telling him to pull in if he did. The guy pulled into the next lay-by. To try and hide my excitement, I made a token gesture of reluctance, before letting Jake unzip the dress to reveal my pussy. I kept my legs together, covered my pussy with my hands. The driver had turned to look, Jake urged me to move my hands and open my legs.

I'd imagined doing something like this, but never had the nerve to go beyond, sitting with my legs slightly apart, or flashing my pussy when crossing my legs or getting out of the car. “Go on. You know you want too” he urged. Never had truer words been spoken. I moved my hands and slowly opened my legs, exposing my hairy cunt to the driver. He flicked on the interior light. I raised my leg, put my foot on the seat, twisting around, opening my legs wider. Leaning back against the door I began to stroke my clit, slide my fingers into my hole. Jake invited him to have a feel. The driver looked at me, I told him to go ahead and finger me if he wanted too, moving my hand concentrating on my clit. He pushed two fingers into my cunt and began to finger fuck me, while I frigged my clit. I was already excited and sexually aroused and it only took a couple of minutes for me to cum loudly and very wetly, leaving a damp patch on the seat. Jake meanwhile had been on his phone, telling people where we were going, suggesting someone should drive over and meet at the house.

For the remainder of the journey I sat slumped, with the dress open well above my waist, as we drove through the city centre. I was almost certainly seen by people on the pavement when we were at traffic lights and by people looking down from higher vehicles, but I didn't care, all I was thinking of was Black Cock. We left the city centre and drove into the district where he lived, eventually pulling up at the end of a street of old houses. I went to zip up my dress, he put his hand on mine stopping me and told me to pay the driver. He didn't even give me a discount.

As soon as we got out of the taxi I could hear music coming from one of the houses. The taxi drove off, turned the corner. It must have been close to midnight, the street deserted, most of the houses in darkness. We were standing under a streetlight. Jake told me to unzip the dress and give it to him. I did as he asked and handed it to him, standing in the pool of light naked. A car passed, slowing when the driver saw me. Jake took my arm and we started walking slowly towards the house. A car turned into the street, flashed its headlights, driving towards us. Jake stepped off the pavement, between two parked cars, crossing the road in full view of the car. The headlights flicked onto full, bathing me in light, blinding me. Jake held my arm, stopping me next to a car, still in the road. The car slowly approached, stopped next to us.

Jake obviously knew them and bent down to speak, saying they were welcome to join in if they fancied a bit of white pussy. “You'll enjoy that won't you Bitch” he said turning to me. “More the better” I replied as confidently as I could, still on a high after what I'd done in the taxi, aroused, excited and a bit drunk. Standing with my legs apart, guessing what Jake would do next, I got in first and asked the guy driving if he wanted to feel my cunt. He reach out the car window, I parted my legs further and he shoved his fingers into my fuck hole, and began fingering me roughly. The pleasure of behaving and being treated like some cheap Slut, was incredible, the thrill intensified by doing it so publicly. Jake wasn't shocked, just surprised and dragged me off the guys fingers when he realised I was practically out of control and was intent on letting the guy bring me off in the street.

I complained as he escorted me to the house but soon forgave him when we went inside. He led me down the hall. Passing the stairs I noticed a white girl near the top, standing with one foot on the stairs, the other raised on the landing, with a naked black guy sitting between her legs licking her pussy, while she sucked on another guys cock. I'd have liked to watch but Jake continued, taking me into a room at the back of the house. The music was quite loud, Rap which I don't normally like, but some of the lyrics were sexually explicit and I found added my mounting excitement. There were about 12 black guys, all clothed or partially clothed, a pretty black girl called Carmen and Alison, an attractive white girl both in their late teens or early twenties, wearing bras and panties, sitting on the floor kissing. I was the only one naked, my excitement clicked up further.

I was handed a can, two of the guys made space for me between them on a sofa. I sat between them, drinking my lager. I heard Jake telling them I was the slut he worked with and that I wanted black cock. It was his cock I wanted but the I'd already decided that if any of the others wanted to fuck me I'd let them, or at least as many as I could manage. Our arrival had only briefly interrupted the two girls, who began kissing passionately whilst finishing undressing each other. It wasn't long before I wasn't the only naked female. The both had lithe slim bodies, pert little tits, their pussies smoothly shaved. The two girls began taking turns to kiss and lick each others bodies, sucking the others nipples, their months and tongues moving lower. Eventually they got into a 69 their heads between each others legs, lapping, kissing and sucking pussy.

I watched engrossed, lifting my legs over the legs of the guys either side of me, spreading myself to allow them to finger me, while my hands found their cocks. One was already fully erect the other getting hard. They both had a couple of fingers in my cunt, one sliding down a little and sucking my nipples. The two girls were going for it on the floor using their mouths, tongues, fingers. My pussy was absolutely dripping, sex juices running out, between my bum crack, soaking into the sofa. They seemed to have got all their fingers in me. I don't think I'd ever been so wet, nor had my cunt been so stretched, even by my Bam dildo.

The two girls began moaning and writhing on the floor, climaxing. They lay together for a minute or two, until they were persuaded to get on their knees and were immediately entered from behind by a couple of guys. I only watched for a minute before the guy on my right, pulled and lifted me until I was on top of him, back towards him. Straddling him I lowered myself, looking down between my legs, watching as his black cock slid into my fuck hole. I sighed contentedly, as I took my first black cock, shuddering with excitement, the contrast between his dark skin and my pale skin had to be one of the horniest and erotic things I'd ever seen.

That was probably the moment that I realised that I would be unable to stop and would always need to have black cock from then on. He hard prick disappeared inside me. He slid it in and out, penetrating me deeply, about 5 or 6 times then kept still with about half his length inside me. “Don't stop” I cried, trying to ride him.

Jake spoke, telling me that as I wanted lots of black cock I could have two at the same time. “A whore like you'll love it won't you” It didn't cross my mind to refuse. I laid back, opened my legs wider. The second guy got on top, between my legs, I pushed a couple of fingers into my pussy, stretching my hole as he guided his cock into my cunt, on top of the first one. They both slowly pushed their cocks in then began to rhythmically fuck me. The sensation of having my cunt, stretched and filled by two cocks, was incredible. They synchronised their pounding, sometimes both ramming their cocks up me. Then one keeping his cock still, buried inside my cunt while the other fucked me hard. The effect was amazing, I experienced several orgasms before I felt one of them twitching inside me as he came. He pulled out, allowing the second guy to fuck me to another orgasm before he too, pumped his virile young spunk into my receptive cunt.

I lifted myself of his cock, and sat on the sofa, my hand covering my pussy to prevent the spunk leaking out until I found something to wipe myself with. The two girls had different ideas and wanted to lick me clean. They explained they liked the taste of spunk, mixed with cunt juice, insisting that what they would do with their tongues would be better than any man who'd ever gone down on me. They weren't wrong, their smooth skin against mine, as they took turns to lick my pussy clean, sucking and gently tugging and nibbling my clitoris was exquisite. Between them they brought me almost to orgasm, finally bringing me to a shuddering climax, one licking my pussy, while the other sucked my nipples. I lay back, smiling blissfully, murmured my thanks. They said they'd enjoyed it except they didn't like my hairy pussy and that I really should be shaved. They turned to the guys for support, suggested a vote, hair or smooth. Shaved won, with only one guy preferring my hairy pussy.

My argument that it would leave my pussy blotchy and itchy was countered by one of the girls who said she had some cream which would prevent that. I suggested that they just shave around my fuck hole and leave a bit, perhaps a strip or triangle on my mound. That was shouted down with calls to “Shave the bitch. Shave the bitch. Shave the Sluts cunt” and I gave in, provided it was the girls who shaved my pussy, reasoning they were more likely to know what they were dong. One of the girls collected what was needed. A towel was laid on the sofa, I was told to sit with my bum on the edge with my legs wide open. I seemed to have spent much of the last few hours with my legs open, and spread them again.

I was way past the point of being embarrassed at displaying my cunt to virtual strangers. Until then my desire to behave like a slut had only been revealed in my most lurid sexual fantasies. I now realised that I'd been suppressing the real me. The slut hidden within had been unleashed.

Between them the two girls, snipped my pubes as they could with scissors. They fetched a hot flannel and spread it over my pussy, softening the bristles. They removed it and wet my pussy. Alison squirted foam onto the remains of my bush, Carmen smoothed it over my pussy, spreading it between my legs, her fingers slipping into my cunt and lingering on my clitoris for longer than necessary. She told me to raise my legs. Two of the guys held me, each with one hand on my thigh, the other on my bum, holding my cheeks apart while she spread foam along my bum crack and around my anus.

Alison picked up a razor, wet it in the bowl of water and shaved my bum crack. She removed the hair between my anus and cunt. My legs were lowered, another can of lager pushed into my hand. Carmen gripped my labia, stretching it taut while Alison carefully shaved me, then they did the same with the other side. I sat up, drinking from the can, watching the razor gliding over my pubic hair a strip at a time. Shave, rinse, shave rinse my pubes slowly disappeared until there was just a small tuft left just above my clit. The razor touched my skin, then slowly drawn upwards, removing the last of my pubic hair. They used the damp flannel to wipe my pussy, patted it dry with a soft towel, before applying a cool, soothing lotion and standing back to admire their handiwork.

I reached down between my legs, touched my hairless pussy, commented how soft and smooth it felt, inviting them to feel for themselves. All of the guys had a feel, most of them taking the opportunity to finger my pussy, while I looked at some of the cocks on offer. I hadn't heard anyone enter the room, the music was quite loud and the door was behind the sofa, but there were more guys than when I'd arrived. About 16, one who I thought was the guy from the car. I had my doubts that I could manage them all so it was a bit of a relief when Carmen and Alison said the were going upstairs and took six guys with them.

Even after the girls left with their blokes their were still ten guys. All were were naked except two still undressing. I finished my lager, went to the loo for a much needed pee then on my return stood in the middle of the room surrounded by 10 hard or nearly hard black cocks. Contrary to what I'd hoped most were fairly average sized, about 6 inches, certainly no bigger than most white guys who've fucked me. A couple were perhaps 7 or 7 ½ inches, Jake with his 9 inches was the exception.

I started going from one to the other, giving them a wank, before kneeling, this time going around the circle sucking them in turn, while holding one in each hand. Some of them crouched or knelt down, and started to grope me, fingers delving into my cunt, squeezing my tits, pinching and pulling my nipples. After a few minutes of being confronted by all this beautiful hard cock I wanted to be fucked again. I stopped sucking and wanking them and demanded that one of them fuck me. Having been Double Penetrated earlier as they watched, I wasn't going to be allowed to take them on singly.

Two of them picked me up, laid me on the sofa, my head hanging off the end. While one got between my legs and lifted them over his shoulders, the other positioned himself next to my head. I heard the others discussing what they were going to do in pairs and threes. It didn't take a genius to work out their intentions, three guys, three holes, my cunt, mouth and arse. I excitedly realised that before I left I would loose my anal virginity.

The guy positioned himself between my legs, his rock hard prick aimed at my cock craving cunt. He rubbed his knob along my slit several times, before holding it steady, pushing his knob between my pussy lips and driving his cock into my cunt hard. I felt the other guys cock slap against my face. Instinctively I dropped my head back and opened my mouth. Not for nothing was I known as the best cock sucker of my year, in my time at University, though admittedly I was a bit out of practise after being married for a few years. He pushed his cock between my lips, into my mouth and began fucking my face. It didn't take me long to remember my deepthroating technique. Sucking and swallowing, breathing through my nose, I took his cock down my throat without gagging.

They guy I was sucking came fairly quickly. Only two or three minutes, before he came, mostly in my mouth, which I gulped down, the remainder landing on my shoulder and tits. He wiped his cock in my hair, before moving away to let another guy push his cock in my mouth. He too came whilst the other guy was still fucking me, though he pulled out and ejaculated in my face and on my hair. He stepped back and another guy attempted to shove his cock in my mouth. I grabbed his cock and held it away from my mouth, while I concentrated on my own pleasure. The sensations rapidly increased as an orgasm built. I was close, the guy fucking me was grunting each time he thrust in to me, perspiration running down his face. I told him I wanted him to cum inside me. Frigging my clit frantically I came. Moments later I felt him pumping his spunk into my willing cunt.

I got my breath back, waiting for the guy to pull his cock out of my pussy. He pulled out, I sat up, sitting perched on the edge of the sofa as his spunk ran from my hole and dripped on the floor. I looked around for Jake, I desperately wanted him to fuck me next. I couldn't see him, and asked where he was. Annoyed, jealous, frustrated were just three of the things I felt when they told me he'd gone upstairs to fuck Alison. I tried to cover it by casually asking who wanted to fuck me next and in a moment of bravado told them I was up for Anal Sex if anyone wanted to arse fuck me.

One of them went upstairs and returned with a tube and showed me the label “Anal Lube” He told me to kneel on the sofa, before inserting the tip into my bum and squirting the cold lube into my arse. He spread more around my anus, twisting and turning his fingers he pushed two into my arse up to the knuckles. I heard him drop the tube, felt his hands on my buttocks, spreading my bum cheeks. His fingers, touching my anus, pulling my arse hole open, I felt his cock touching my bum hole. He pushed harder, his cock sliding between his fingers as it entered my bum. There was surprisingly little pain, all the times I'd played, using a vibrator in my bum, paying dividends. He forced his cock in further. I squealed as his prick broke through the final resistance of my tight anal sphincter and he pushed his cock up my arse. The pain rapidly subsided, replaced by a pleasurable feeling of fullness, a real hot throbbing cock far better than my toys. I grinned at him over my shoulder. “Go on then, fuck my arse” I told him confidently.

He began to fuck me with long, deep, steady strokes. I arched my back, rocking onto his cock each time he pushed it in. It wasn't long before one of them climbed on the sofa with me and I had another, tasty black cock in my mouth, to greedily gobble, swallowing his spunk when he came. The other guy fucked my arse for maybe 10 minutes before he came inside me and pulled out. I looked around to see who hadn't fucked me or I hadn't sucked, eager for more cock. Guys seemed to be coming and going from room to room or maybe more had arrived unnoticed by me. There were three holding their erections, one I was sure hadn't been there earlier, I'd have remembered his cock, even if I remembered nothing else. I looked at him hungrily as he stroked his long thick cock. If I couldn't have Jake he'd do nicely.

I slid off the sofa, and crawled across the floor, kneeling at his feet. I licked up his legs to his heavy balls, licked them too, then sucked them before running my tongue up the underside of his long hard shaft to the tip. I licked around his glans, was about to take him in my mouth when he pulled me to my feet, dragged me back to the sofa, pushed me onto my back and roughly yanked my legs apart. He got on top of me, his large hard cock finding my cunt, sliding straight into me. He began fucking me hard, ramming his cock into my cunt. He pounded me for several minutes before getting off. He rolled onto his back, one foot on the floor, and pulled me on top. I grabbed his cock, guiding it into my cunt, hissing at him to fuck me harder.

I rode his thrusting cock, sexually aroused by the ferocity of our fucking. I tried riding him harder, leaning forward my tits in his face. He sucked my nipples, gripped them between his teeth biting and tugging them hard. I'm not usually into pain, but found it a turn on, shaking my body so my tits swayed, pulling my nipples harder. I moaned, demanding that he bite my tits. He dug his teeth in, taking a mouthful of tit, biting until I screamed. He switched from one tit to the other, biting around my painfully erect nipples. I wanted him to mark me, told him to bite me harder. Each time he bit me, the pain combined with all the different sensations to send pleasure signals through my body, my cunt felt extra sensitive, every movement amplified to create the most incredible orgasm I'd ever had.

I lay on top of him, could feel his still erect cock inside me. I looked around, noticed Jake had returned and was taking pictures or video on a phone, a phone in a case which I recognised as mine. Even better he had an erection, so obviously hadn't fucked one of the other girls unless he was able to recover with amazing speed. He was looking at my arse. I moved and farted. Spunk and lube that until then had been seeping and bubbling out, gushed out of my arse and ran down my leg. Jake handed the phone to one of the other guys, then began stroking his cock. I wanted it in my arse. The thought of being DP'd by the two largest cocks in the room, being watched, behaving in such a debauched manner was overwhelmingly erotic. He must have seen the look of unrestrained lust in my eyes, because he picked up the tube of anal lube, squirted some onto his cock as he moved behind me.

The guy under me had been slowly moving inside my pussy, he stopped as Jake pressed his cock against my anus. I felt his hands on my bum, spreading my buttocks, his fingers sliding into my bum crack either side of my anus. He prised my arse hole open, pushing his cock into my bum. My anus seemed to open more easily this time. But his cock was much thicker, the pain began to increase as his knob end entered me and my arse continued to expand. A loud a****listic moan escaped from me. I was close to begging him to stop but then he was in and the pain decreased.

They both began fucking me, their cocks seeming to be almost touching through my cunt walls. There was still some pain, but it was an exquisite pain, that increased my arousal and pleasure.
The music playing was a song called “Fuck that bitch” which I thought entirely appropriate, particularly as someone grabbed my hair, turned my head and shoved his cock in my mouth. They both fucked me simultaneously, sliding their cocks in and out of my cunt and arse at a steady pace. Then one would slow or stop while the other fucked me hard, fully penetrating my cunt or arse. I gobbled the cock in my mouth succeeding in making him cum quickly. The other two continued steadily fucking me, alternating between fucking my arse and pussy hard and deep. Fucking me in this way, neither of them came, unlike me. I climaxed 5 or 6 times during the next thirty minutes of being in cock heaven.

Finally they took turns to cum. I felt the cock in my cunt, pulsing inside me first as he ejaculated deep inside me two or three times. His cock was still inside me softening when Jake grunted he was going to cum. I felt his cock throbbing in my arse, as he thrust his cock fully up my bum. He thrust into me several times pumping a bit more spunk up arse each time. He climbed off, I rolled onto my back and lay on the sofa, spunk running from my cunt, oozing from my arse. A couple of the remaining guys wanted to fuck me. I'd have liked them too, but my cunt was too sore, my arse even more sore, my thighs, tits and nipples bruised and tender.

I asked Jake to call me a taxi while I retrieved my phone, found my bag and dress and went to the bathroom to clean myself up as best I could. My stockings were ripped to shreds, I threw them in the bin then put on my dress. It was just getting light when I got home, far to early to phone Richard and tell him what I'd done and that I had photos and video on my phone.

I slept until the afternoon, had a long soothing soak in the bath before examining my body in the bedroom mirror. Bite marks on my tits, my inner thighs bruised, my cunt still puffy and tender, my bum still sore. I picked up my phone and rang Richard and told him what I'd done. He didn't believe me at first. He did after I sent him a selection of the most explicit photos of me being fucked which clearly showed my face. He was stunned at first, but quickly recovered and as I expected was absolutely delighted. He asked me to describe in detail what had happened, everything I'd done. I left nothing out and well before I reached the end he interrupted me to tell me he was so turned on that he was wanking. The only part he wasn't to happy about was me wanting to be painfully bitten, and marked. I couldn't really explain why, other than it was the heat of the moment. To save him from asking I told him that I wanted to be fucked by several men again, but this time with him watching or participating. He agreed instantly, in fact it was as much as I could to persuade not to jump in the car and come home a week early.

My night of sex did cause me one problem. My tits and the tops of my thighs, not to mention my pussy were tender and I couldn't wear a bra or knickers to work for several days. I chose my clothing carefully, so no one noticed or knew. That is except for Jake who I told and showed when I went to see him in his storeroom, on the Monday to ask him to fuck me that weekend while my husband watched. He thought it was a cool idea adding that he could bring some mates. I suggested he bring three or four – some chance. While I was there he wanted to fuck me, but I was still sore and he had to settle for a quick blow job. I found time to visit him every day and sucked him off, on the Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. By Friday my pussy had recovered and during the lunch break I went to the storeroom, stripped naked and he fucked me from behind, bent over his workbench.

When Richard did return, my pussy had definitely recovered and I was like a bitch on heat, though my tits were still covered with the bite bruises. He watched me being fucked for the first time. Just an introduction to the Slut I was becoming.

I apologise that this is so long. If you got this far I hope you enjoyed my story. Maybe I'll write again if there are any positive comments.