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As you know I am a little on the short side but quite well endowed in the boob department. Many of the ladies reading this will know that this is quite often a mixed blessing. I was well used being the butt of crude remarks in my teenage years and I suppose I allowed this to effect my confidence. Almost always going out wearing cardies, coats etc etc. in attempt to cover up, I suppose I must have cut an odd sight!
On the evening that I first met Joe, I was out with the girls, so was showing a bit more than I normally would. We were 'clubbing it' so were having a few drinks in a wine bar when Joe and his mates came in. There were about eight of them and one guy in particular was being especially boorish and crude, making loud personal remarks about any female he clapped eyes on, myself included. A friend of mine told him to grow up and a bit of a row developed. Joe basically half pushed half ushered his mate out of the door ( probably before the doormen bounced him out of the place ) and then came back to apologise. I suppose that was it really. We got talking, he offered to buy me a drink and before I knew it his mates had wandered off and so had mine. We went for a Chinese and even though he lived over the other side of the city, he dropped me off at home in his taxi. We swapped telephone numbers. Good grief, he didn't even try to kiss me. We parted with me giving him a peck on the cheek. Joe was certainly the quiet type of guy!
Up to this time I had only ever slept with two boyfriends and I have to say sex was hardly exciting. I suppose it was the classic case of two pumps ( three if I was really lucky )and a squirt. I had read my women's magazine and knew it should be better than this. One of the problems of being well endowed in the boob department is that the guys seem to be so fixated by my fun bags that everything else seemed to be ignored. With Joe, it was different. The first time I slept with him he was very self assured. He had a good body, that was obvious to me but he also had the first shaven cock and balls I had seen. In fact I had never heard of such a thing before and the first thing I thought was that he had some kind of pubic alopecia! But sex was great. He spent ages exploring my pussy and clitty with his tongue and stroked my nipples as he did. I was in heaven and when he finally slid that gorgeous shaven cock into me I exploded into a long overdue orgasm. He finished by spunking over my boobs and I loved seeing those strings of white jizz splashing onto my boobs.
Within a couple of weeks I had shaven my pussy for the first time - Joe adored this. My clumsy attempts at giving blow jobs got better - he adored this to. You might say I was on a sexual high or at the very least a very fast and steep learning curve! I finally got what this sex thing was all about! My self confidence was given a boost and this had an effect on all areas of my life. I became a lot more assertive at work and within months had gained promotion becoming the office team leader. Out went the cardies and without being tarty, made a whole lot more of my physical attributes.
I made the mistake of confiding in a friend about some of the things we got up to. " You want to watch those quiet ones" she said. She was horrified that anyone would shave their pubic hair and thought Joe was some kind of pervert. " He'll have you into that wife swapping stuff before you know it!" she warned. Well, I suppose she was eventually proved to be right about something!
We moved in together after six months and life was great. We were married within 18 months and I suppose the only draw back was the long hours Joe worked as a lorry driver. But it meant that we made the most of our time together. We both loved watching porn videos and looking at magazines. As Joe worked with other drivers who were often driving on the continent, he had access to the hard core uncensored stuff which in the mid 1980's was far better than the soft core fare available in this country. He bought a Polaroid camera and took pics of me which I enjoyed posing for. But as his interest in pic taking increased, he bought a decent camera and got the pics developed by one of those discreet services advertised in the top shelf mags. Call it narcissistic, but I loved seeing the end results of our efforts.
Joe asked me one day if I would like to pose for pics for another guy. I was a bit unsure about this but he said that it would be all totally professional and he would be on hand to make sure nothing untoward happened. On the day I packed some of my favourite lingerie into a bag and we drove the 20 miles or so to meet the photographer. The photographer was a keen amateur and looking at some of his work, I was eager to pose for him. He was a good looking guy and had a very easy going and chatty manner. His studio was in fact a converted garage next to his house. I posed in various outfits and the majority of the shots were topless ones and the occasional glimpse of my pussy. Within days we had the pics back and I was delighted with them. A few weeks later Joe asked if I would like to pose for some more and perhaps getting a little more risque.
This time Dean, our photographer, visited us and we sat around having a glass or two of wine before we started. Dean was as professional as the first time and I felt equally relaxed, perhaps more so after the wine! We retired to the bedroom and he snapped away. Joe was on hand to spur me on as I adopted various poses. I lay back on the bed, spread my pussy lips and their wetness displayed exactly how turned on I was. Joe got a couple of my favourite toys out and before I knew it I was rubbing my clitty as I worked a vibrator deep into my sopping wet pussy. I quickly came and looked up to see Joe, totally naked , hard shaven cock in hand climbing onto the bed. Oblivious to Dean I urged Joe to fuck me hard and he didn't need telling twice. Poor old Dean, ever the professional, he continued to click away. Joe sat on the end of the bed and I climbed onto his cock and Dean captured the moments as it slid into me. I was absolutely buzzing now and it's something I now call 'slut heaven'. I reached for Dean and began to snog him. He was wearing fairly light trousers which I slid down to release his hard cock. Well even professionals get turned on! So impaled on hubbies cock I set about giving Dean a blow job. He was obviously enjoying it and so was Joe. After a while Joe suggested we change positions. Dean was obviously prepared for such situations and reached in his bag for a condom. By now I was too far gone and wouldn't have given a damn if he had fucked me bareback. But he rubbered up and set about fucking me doggy style. So here I was, on the marital, bed taking another man's cock while I greedily set about sucking my husband's. Within a couple of minutes Joe announced he was about to come and releasing my self from Dean's attentions lay back. Joe wanked a huge load over my belly and tits as Dean, tearing his condom off did the same. I was breathless as I lay back on the bed, covered in spunk. Joe gave me a peck on the cheek. " Sorry darling, maybe that got a little bit out of hand!" "Nah!" I replied. " That felt real good".
I suppose that was a crossing the Rubicon moment. I talked with Joe about what had happened and we agreed that it was fun. If we repeated it would it effect our relationship? Very unlikely. For most of that weekend we were at it like rabbits as we were both so turned on about what had happened. Joe was away all week and he arrived back on the Friday afternoon. He rang me at work to let me know that Dean had the pics from the bedroom session and was it OK to bring them over that evening? I readily agreed and that evening Dean arrived. We had a few drinks as we looked at the album Dean had provided. I loved the pics and so did Joe. Needless to say we were all turned and pretty soon we were all on the bed together, except this time the session lasted a lot longer. Dean left in the early hours of the morning. I was bloody knackered and sore, but so, soooo satisfied! We repeated this one more time with Dean and it was just as enjoyable.
It was round about this time that Joe and Will became good friends. Will was a couple of years younger than Joe, in his mid 20's and was a work colleague. The worked in the traffic office under a rather bad tempered transport manager. Will was very good at softening the worst excesses of the managers actions. Most of the drivers agreed that if it weren't for Will, they would have told the firm to stick the job. Will always made sure that if Joe wanted weekend work ( paid at a much higher rate ) he got it. Equally he made sure that Joe got to finish early on a Friday if that's what he wanted. Well they did support the same football team so maybe that counts for something among the fellas! I met him once when I was out with the girls. I popped in to see Joe at the pub for five minutes and Will was with him. Nice looking guy and a friendly manner. One for the future I thought!
I was surprised when we came to move house, that Will, had offered to help. Well not so much in offering to help but the fact that he gave up his whole weekend without complaining. It was on the Sunday evening as we sat in the garden that we sat around having a few drinks after a hard days work. Joe was talking about his plans for the garden when I teasingly said about giving will some kind of reward for all his hard work. Joe was quick on the uptake and mentioned that he had shown Will our album from Dean! Well that was it. We went into the living room and I began to undo my blouse and unclip my bra. Will didn't need asking twice and pretty soon he was all over me, sucking and tweaking my nipples as Joe removed my jeans and thong. As I lay back on the sofa Will stripped off revealing a nice thick ( and shaven!) cock. He didn't need asking twice when it came to fucking me and pretty soon he and hubby were spit roasting me both eventually spunking their loads on my boobs.Lovely!
Will came to help out for the following few weekends as eventually we got the house to my liking. Needless to say, each day ended in a spunkfest for yours truly. But all good things as they say. There was very little work left to do and Will had met a young lady who was eventually to become his wife. Joe had also been offered a better job and so we lost touch. Within a year we had moved again and so that was that, or so we thought. We continued with our swinging activities and Joe had found out about a club in Manchester that held regular couples evening. As we lived in the Midlands it was a bit of trek but well worth it. The first couple we met at the club were into soft swing and we had a fun time with them. I had my first taste of pussy and was damn certain it wasn't going to be my last. We kept in touch with the couple and slowly began to widen our circle of swinging friends. Joe and I had a great sex life but this added another dimension. Sex with Joe was always great, sex with our friends was fun! We met with friends as the mood took us. Bringing up a family is time consuming and this also limited some of our extra curricular activities!
When the internet came along it gave us so many more options on the swinging front not least discovering new clubs. So on a weekend break from the k**s, we visited a club in the Midlands and bumped into Will and his wife Di.
We were gobsmacked and I could immediately see that Di wasn't certain who we were. Eventually the penny dropped and pretty soon we were chatting away like old friends, which for 3 of us is precisely what we were. We slipped away into a private room where we made friends in the best way. I played with Di as the lads watched. She whispered to me " I suppose if it wasn't for you two I wouldn't be doing this!" Then she thanked me getting to work on my pussy and having me coming within a few minutes. I of course reciprocated as Joe fucked me from behind. Will was feeding his thick cock into his wife's willing mouth. We finished up with Joe fucking Di as Will fucked me.
Needless to say we will stay in touch this time!
On the evening that I first met Joe, I was out with the girls, so was showing a bit more than I normally would. We were 'clubbing it' so were having a few drinks in a wine bar when Joe and his mates came in. There were about eight of them and one guy in particular was being especially boorish and crude, making loud personal remarks about any female he clapped eyes on, myself included. A friend of mine told him to grow up and a bit of a row developed. Joe basically half pushed half ushered his mate out of the door ( probably before the doormen bounced him out of the place ) and then came back to apologise. I suppose that was it really. We got talking, he offered to buy me a drink and before I knew it his mates had wandered off and so had mine. We went for a Chinese and even though he lived over the other side of the city, he dropped me off at home in his taxi. We swapped telephone numbers. Good grief, he didn't even try to kiss me. We parted with me giving him a peck on the cheek. Joe was certainly the quiet type of guy!
Up to this time I had only ever slept with two boyfriends and I have to say sex was hardly exciting. I suppose it was the classic case of two pumps ( three if I was really lucky )and a squirt. I had read my women's magazine and knew it should be better than this. One of the problems of being well endowed in the boob department is that the guys seem to be so fixated by my fun bags that everything else seemed to be ignored. With Joe, it was different. The first time I slept with him he was very self assured. He had a good body, that was obvious to me but he also had the first shaven cock and balls I had seen. In fact I had never heard of such a thing before and the first thing I thought was that he had some kind of pubic alopecia! But sex was great. He spent ages exploring my pussy and clitty with his tongue and stroked my nipples as he did. I was in heaven and when he finally slid that gorgeous shaven cock into me I exploded into a long overdue orgasm. He finished by spunking over my boobs and I loved seeing those strings of white jizz splashing onto my boobs.
Within a couple of weeks I had shaven my pussy for the first time - Joe adored this. My clumsy attempts at giving blow jobs got better - he adored this to. You might say I was on a sexual high or at the very least a very fast and steep learning curve! I finally got what this sex thing was all about! My self confidence was given a boost and this had an effect on all areas of my life. I became a lot more assertive at work and within months had gained promotion becoming the office team leader. Out went the cardies and without being tarty, made a whole lot more of my physical attributes.
I made the mistake of confiding in a friend about some of the things we got up to. " You want to watch those quiet ones" she said. She was horrified that anyone would shave their pubic hair and thought Joe was some kind of pervert. " He'll have you into that wife swapping stuff before you know it!" she warned. Well, I suppose she was eventually proved to be right about something!
We moved in together after six months and life was great. We were married within 18 months and I suppose the only draw back was the long hours Joe worked as a lorry driver. But it meant that we made the most of our time together. We both loved watching porn videos and looking at magazines. As Joe worked with other drivers who were often driving on the continent, he had access to the hard core uncensored stuff which in the mid 1980's was far better than the soft core fare available in this country. He bought a Polaroid camera and took pics of me which I enjoyed posing for. But as his interest in pic taking increased, he bought a decent camera and got the pics developed by one of those discreet services advertised in the top shelf mags. Call it narcissistic, but I loved seeing the end results of our efforts.
Joe asked me one day if I would like to pose for pics for another guy. I was a bit unsure about this but he said that it would be all totally professional and he would be on hand to make sure nothing untoward happened. On the day I packed some of my favourite lingerie into a bag and we drove the 20 miles or so to meet the photographer. The photographer was a keen amateur and looking at some of his work, I was eager to pose for him. He was a good looking guy and had a very easy going and chatty manner. His studio was in fact a converted garage next to his house. I posed in various outfits and the majority of the shots were topless ones and the occasional glimpse of my pussy. Within days we had the pics back and I was delighted with them. A few weeks later Joe asked if I would like to pose for some more and perhaps getting a little more risque.
This time Dean, our photographer, visited us and we sat around having a glass or two of wine before we started. Dean was as professional as the first time and I felt equally relaxed, perhaps more so after the wine! We retired to the bedroom and he snapped away. Joe was on hand to spur me on as I adopted various poses. I lay back on the bed, spread my pussy lips and their wetness displayed exactly how turned on I was. Joe got a couple of my favourite toys out and before I knew it I was rubbing my clitty as I worked a vibrator deep into my sopping wet pussy. I quickly came and looked up to see Joe, totally naked , hard shaven cock in hand climbing onto the bed. Oblivious to Dean I urged Joe to fuck me hard and he didn't need telling twice. Poor old Dean, ever the professional, he continued to click away. Joe sat on the end of the bed and I climbed onto his cock and Dean captured the moments as it slid into me. I was absolutely buzzing now and it's something I now call 'slut heaven'. I reached for Dean and began to snog him. He was wearing fairly light trousers which I slid down to release his hard cock. Well even professionals get turned on! So impaled on hubbies cock I set about giving Dean a blow job. He was obviously enjoying it and so was Joe. After a while Joe suggested we change positions. Dean was obviously prepared for such situations and reached in his bag for a condom. By now I was too far gone and wouldn't have given a damn if he had fucked me bareback. But he rubbered up and set about fucking me doggy style. So here I was, on the marital, bed taking another man's cock while I greedily set about sucking my husband's. Within a couple of minutes Joe announced he was about to come and releasing my self from Dean's attentions lay back. Joe wanked a huge load over my belly and tits as Dean, tearing his condom off did the same. I was breathless as I lay back on the bed, covered in spunk. Joe gave me a peck on the cheek. " Sorry darling, maybe that got a little bit out of hand!" "Nah!" I replied. " That felt real good".
I suppose that was a crossing the Rubicon moment. I talked with Joe about what had happened and we agreed that it was fun. If we repeated it would it effect our relationship? Very unlikely. For most of that weekend we were at it like rabbits as we were both so turned on about what had happened. Joe was away all week and he arrived back on the Friday afternoon. He rang me at work to let me know that Dean had the pics from the bedroom session and was it OK to bring them over that evening? I readily agreed and that evening Dean arrived. We had a few drinks as we looked at the album Dean had provided. I loved the pics and so did Joe. Needless to say we were all turned and pretty soon we were all on the bed together, except this time the session lasted a lot longer. Dean left in the early hours of the morning. I was bloody knackered and sore, but so, soooo satisfied! We repeated this one more time with Dean and it was just as enjoyable.
It was round about this time that Joe and Will became good friends. Will was a couple of years younger than Joe, in his mid 20's and was a work colleague. The worked in the traffic office under a rather bad tempered transport manager. Will was very good at softening the worst excesses of the managers actions. Most of the drivers agreed that if it weren't for Will, they would have told the firm to stick the job. Will always made sure that if Joe wanted weekend work ( paid at a much higher rate ) he got it. Equally he made sure that Joe got to finish early on a Friday if that's what he wanted. Well they did support the same football team so maybe that counts for something among the fellas! I met him once when I was out with the girls. I popped in to see Joe at the pub for five minutes and Will was with him. Nice looking guy and a friendly manner. One for the future I thought!
I was surprised when we came to move house, that Will, had offered to help. Well not so much in offering to help but the fact that he gave up his whole weekend without complaining. It was on the Sunday evening as we sat in the garden that we sat around having a few drinks after a hard days work. Joe was talking about his plans for the garden when I teasingly said about giving will some kind of reward for all his hard work. Joe was quick on the uptake and mentioned that he had shown Will our album from Dean! Well that was it. We went into the living room and I began to undo my blouse and unclip my bra. Will didn't need asking twice and pretty soon he was all over me, sucking and tweaking my nipples as Joe removed my jeans and thong. As I lay back on the sofa Will stripped off revealing a nice thick ( and shaven!) cock. He didn't need asking twice when it came to fucking me and pretty soon he and hubby were spit roasting me both eventually spunking their loads on my boobs.Lovely!
Will came to help out for the following few weekends as eventually we got the house to my liking. Needless to say, each day ended in a spunkfest for yours truly. But all good things as they say. There was very little work left to do and Will had met a young lady who was eventually to become his wife. Joe had also been offered a better job and so we lost touch. Within a year we had moved again and so that was that, or so we thought. We continued with our swinging activities and Joe had found out about a club in Manchester that held regular couples evening. As we lived in the Midlands it was a bit of trek but well worth it. The first couple we met at the club were into soft swing and we had a fun time with them. I had my first taste of pussy and was damn certain it wasn't going to be my last. We kept in touch with the couple and slowly began to widen our circle of swinging friends. Joe and I had a great sex life but this added another dimension. Sex with Joe was always great, sex with our friends was fun! We met with friends as the mood took us. Bringing up a family is time consuming and this also limited some of our extra curricular activities!
When the internet came along it gave us so many more options on the swinging front not least discovering new clubs. So on a weekend break from the k**s, we visited a club in the Midlands and bumped into Will and his wife Di.
We were gobsmacked and I could immediately see that Di wasn't certain who we were. Eventually the penny dropped and pretty soon we were chatting away like old friends, which for 3 of us is precisely what we were. We slipped away into a private room where we made friends in the best way. I played with Di as the lads watched. She whispered to me " I suppose if it wasn't for you two I wouldn't be doing this!" Then she thanked me getting to work on my pussy and having me coming within a few minutes. I of course reciprocated as Joe fucked me from behind. Will was feeding his thick cock into his wife's willing mouth. We finished up with Joe fucking Di as Will fucked me.
Needless to say we will stay in touch this time!
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