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Bad behaviour

By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Bent over next to the telly I could feel Marcus's eye focused in on my ass.

I was just busying myself about the house doing a spot of dusting here and there.

Marcus was watching the football on the TV which I had very little interest in and the kids were outside with their friends, so I was doing a spot of tidying before heading outside to enjoy the sun.

The day had turned into an unexpected scorcher and so I'd swapped my long dress for a short denim skirt and vest top to make the most of the sun.

I was not exactly sure how far up my skirt Marcus would be able to view, but being a man who loves to see a bit of leg and ass, I knew my current position dusting around the TV was keeping him far more entertained than the football.

He certainly did not complain about the obstructed view of the screen.

Having finished my extensive dusting around the TV I let Marcus know that I was heading outside for a bit to soak up some sun.

For myself it was always a case of the warmer the better. Marcus was OK with a bright sunny day but this heatwave was a little too strong for him so a few hours of football whilst the hottest part of the day passed suited him down to the ground.

Outside it was glorious and had I been a little more brave or had the garden been a bit more secluded, I'd have been very tempted to ditch the clothes in favour of a bikini. But still it was perfect weather to lay back on my sun lounger and enjoy the rays.

Outside with my kindle at the ready to keep me company, I lazed back and enjoyed the sun. Normally I can read and read for hours but today I was not able to settle on my choice of novel.

The stillness of the day was beautiful but I think part of me had hoped that my little tease of Marcus would have drawn him outside, for some flirting and conversation.

As I gazed over at the backdoor it was pretty clear he was not going to emerge anytime soon.

Instead I would have to entertain myself. I picked up my phone and decided to browse literotica for some stimulating stories. I headed over to my staple fare of group sex stories. I'd started to settle down to an interest story but soon realised that it steer wildly in a direction that risked putting me right off my mojo.

Browsing again I found a lovely and very appropriate story about a group of friends enjoying themselves in a hot tube on a beautiful warm day in a secluded cabin in the woods.

I was pretty certain if I was in a secluded cabin in the woods I would be very tempted to fall for the seduction of some hot friends.

As the young woman from the story, who in my minds eye I had replaced with myself started to kiss and caress her girlfriends boyfriend I could feel the sun beating down on the warmth of my pussy and I let my legs fall slightly apart as I laid back on the lounger.

I'd picked out a comfy but sexy pair of black cotton meshed panties and I knew my skirt had now ridden beyond what was decent, but I did not care if a neighbour took an overly long look. In fact if one or two of them looked I would have been more than happy.

The story I was reading was incredibly hot and steamy now and the girl at the centre of it was now at the centre of many hands and how I wished those hands were all over me.

I pulled my vest top down a little to get some more sunrays across my cleavage.

If I did not enjoy the sun so much I would have been tempted to run inside to get a dildo to fuck me.

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By *r sixtynineMan over a year ago

KILLARNEY /TRALEE

Keep going very nice so far.

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

I was keen for more interaction so decided to log into fab to see who was about. I'd never used the chatroom on my phone but being just within range of the WiFi from the house I popped into one of the directing rooms to see if there was anything entertaining happening.

It was obviously a bit quieter than late at night and there was not a huge amount of action in terms of the cameras.

However one young man caught my attention. He was a hot specimen of a man, slim and well defined and seemed to be well endowed beneath his very small thong styled underwear.

He was clearly enjoying watching either someone in the room or something else online. I could well imagine he was bending me over the side of the hot tube as his gf sucked my tits.

As I day dreamed and batted away the odd private message from guys asking me to show my tits on camera, I noticed that one of the pop up messages was from the eye candy I had been watching.

It simply asked. "Enjoying the show?"

I was a little taken aback as I had not expected him to actively engage with me.

I was not on camera and my single lady profile was incredibly boring, with very little detail and few pictures. I'd set it up more for arranging surprise meets that hubby would not know about rather than actively seeking out play mates as an individual lady.

I chatted away with this young man for a few minutes before I realised that I had actually started flirting with him. I was checking out his profile as though I was considering meeting the guy. He was certainly very attractive but if I had been tempted to try and meet him that was instantly quashed by the distance between us.

I crossed my legs squeezing my thighs together to add some limited stimulation to my now very damp and throbbing pussy.

I'd already told him that I was out in the garden and feeling horny whilst hubby was watching the game on the TV. He played the role of sympathiser with my situation perfectly, not lambasting my husband but certainly indicating that he would have enjoyed my company far more than the football.

By now I was keen to gain some release. The flirting was hot but I wanted to feel something or someone inside of me.

I changed position on the sun lounger so that my legs were now pointing away from mine and my neighbours house. By lying slightly on my side I was able to sneak a couple of fingers under the waist of my skirt and inside my knickers.

It felt wonderful to finally caress and stroke my clit after what had seemed like an age. It turned out that the young man's name or rather his fab name was Carl. Whilst I could not possibly arrange to see him. It was fun to flirt and have my first cybersex experience for many years.

I think the last time I flirted online we still had dial up.

I'd really got into my chat with Carl when Marcus finally emerged out of the house. It seems half time had arrived.

I had not noticed him straight away and instinctively I started to stop playing with myself, but then reconsidered. I'd built up a nice rapport with Carl and Marcus was only going to interrupt that during the mid point of his match. He'd then sod off back inside once the second half started leaving me frustrated and without a thoroughly enjoyable man to chat and watch.

So bold as brass I left my fingers resting against my clit. I acknowledged Marcus and said hi and he was very curious as to what I was doing. I decided to tell him and he instantly sat next to me and started to squeeze and touch my ass.

"hey mister, if this ass was not enough for you inside you certainly don't have rights to start groping now."

I wiggled away from him and told him if he wanted to have some of this fun then he needed to go and fetch me a drink.

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By *oth0712Man over a year ago

cambridge

Great so far more please

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Dutifully he wandered back to the kitchen to bring me something cool to swallow. When he came back like the good man servant I desired, I found I really enjoyed that element of control over him.

"Actually sweetie, I'd really love some of those strawberries that we have in the fridge, would you mind fetching me a dozen and bring them back in a bowl."

He was there and back in about 10 seconds.

"Come on honey you'd never get a job at Wimbledon. You can't serve strawberries with the vine still attached. Go take them back and remove the heads."

At that point on my screen Carl had just written that he'd love to be sucking on my clit. The contrast between Carl's enthusiasm and Marcus's slightly dejected demeanour was delisiously empowering and something of a hot thrill.

A couple of minutes later Marcus was back, could I be that bad???

Yes I could.

"And a little cream sweetie?"

Marcus gave a audible huff this time but still returned to the kitchen for a fourth time.

When he returned I told him to grab a chair and sit at the end of my lounger. I think he half expected me to spread my legs and show him everything.

But instead I just carried on chatting and flirting with Carl. I was stroking my clit but I was not going to open my legs just to entertain hubby. My skirt was short enough anyway so he could certainly see my ass peaking out and my panties between my ass cheeks.

I could clearly see that Marcus arousal was growing and I was incredibly horny now. As I started to part my thighs to allow my fingers to have better access to my cunt, hubby was almost leaning out of his chair.

I pick another strawberry and dipping in the cream Marcus had brought I over acted and started to lick and suck the cream off it.

Then looking up at hubby said, "no cream for you sweetie, I think half time is over so you had better go back and watch your match"

With that I rolled over onto my front and with my back to Marcus continue to type and talk with Carl.

I could sense hubby's frustration but it seemed only fair after his neglect of myself earlier that day. Once Marcus had returned in doors I continued to flirt with Carl for a few more minutes until he eventually had to leave himself.

It had been a few months since we had last been swinging, but now I was very much in the mood for some hot fun. I started to browse the meet section on fab out of curiosity about what events maybe going on locally.

There was a fair selection of people who had posted meets for that weekend. I love the feeling of hands, mouths and tongues all over me so browsing through the meets that night just added to my arousal. I decided I was just teasing myself now and put the phone away and tried to settle my mind away from sex for a bit.

I lay there with my eyes closed and just enjoyed the warmth of the sun. I think I managed about another five minutes of pretending to distract myself from sex, but I could not clear my mind and there was little I could do about it outside. I picked up my phone and headed in doors.

By the time I had got upstairs and opened the box containing my sex toys I was starting to regret my teasing of hubby and wanted to drag him away from the football and fuck him hard.

But with the kids liable to wander in the house at any point I would just have to pleasure myself for once. I flicked my phone back on and even with my poor profile my mail box was starting to fill. Some where just random fancy a fuck messages but I spotted one from Carl thanking me for the fun in the webchat and some of the people whose meets I had been browsing had been proactive in asking if I wanted to join them.

Right then and there I was really tempted to say yes. As I slipped the end of the rubbery purple dildo into my pussy I just laid back to picture it being Carl's dick opening me up. God I was horny. As I lay there sliding the fake cock in and out of me I knew it was never going to hit the spot like a lover would. The sensations in my pussy were lovely but the rest of my body lacked that physical presence and interaction with another body. No one to kiss and no one to grope and squeeze me.

I really needed a hard fuck. I took the dildo out and sucked it clean before dropping into a bedside draw. I bounced down the stairs ready to tear hubby away from the TV, as I walked into the living room as call came from the kitchen.

“MUM! WHAT'S FOR TEA? "

The rest of the afternoon and evening progressed pretty much as normal as life is. England lost, we made the kids some food, watched some cbbc with the kids, then put them to bed.

Whilst I had been distracted from my earlier horniness there was still an itch that I needed to scratch and so hubby was going to get some tonight.

As I came down the stairs I was considering how long we would need to leave it until the kids were fast asleep before heading upstairs ourselves.

As I wandered into the living room hubby was tapping away on the laptop.

"Fancy coming upstairs for some fun in a few minutes?" I asked.

Hubby looked up at me, "I'd love to hunny but I've got a job interview on Monday so I really need to practise for that."

"maybe a quickie, just before bed after I have run through some practice questions a few times?"

I'd forgotten about his interview and at first I was disappointed, but as I wandered back upstairs to give him space to practice I became more annoyed than disappointed. He had wasted most of this afternoon watching football rather than getting ready for his interview and now he did not have time for me. I certainly was not wanting 3 or 4 minutes of sex before he rolled over and snored himself to sleep. I wanted passion, seduction, I wanted dirty slutty sex.

As I lay on the bed slowly fumming at him, I again went back to my phone. I now had over 50 messages, sure some were guys who were living a fantasy but im sure a few on fab would offer me more than five minutes.

I reached down to my draw and took out the purple cock, hitched up my skirt, pulled my knickers to one side and thrust it deep into my cunt.

I rode that cock deeply, pushing it as far as it would go, grinding it against the inside walls of my vagina. My hands which would normally be busy stimulating my clit were flickering through the messages hoping to find a hot stud or a sexy hottie who may be a visual aid to my current situation. As I continued to flick through the array of choices and interest was so wide. Right at that moment I wished we had a child minder so we could go to a club and have some fun. It was then that it dawned on me, I did have a childminder.

Hubby was going no were tonight, so I could go out. But I had never done more than a bi ladies night without him before and it was always something that we had mutually agreed.

Could I go?

He had annoyed me by leaving his interview practice till last minute but would he accept me going alone tonight?

I tossed it around in my head for a few minutes, but then decided to commit to it and force the issue.

I lept off the bed and started to pull out a slinky dress, hold ups, a push up bra and a naughty little thong.

I gave myself a quick shower and splashed on some perfume and lippy. Within 20 minutes I was tarted up and ready to head out.

It was by no means me at my hottest but it would have to do. It was already 9pm and I was keen not to let the night and moment escape me.

I grabbed a pair of my stupidly high, high heels. Threw some condoms in a bag and headed down stairs. As I entered the living room it was fair to say that Marcus' jaw dropped.

"Wow! You look hot, are you trying to convince me to leave the interview revision or something."

"no hunny," I retorted.

“I don't want to mess with your priorities. I know where I stand."

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By *oyeur48Man over a year ago

Christchurch

Phew this is hotter than the weather

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By *udistnorthantsMan over a year ago

Desborough

carry on olease

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By *uckandbunnyCouple over a year ago

In your bed

Neighbours, everybody needs good neighbours.....

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

Loving this and so want to know what this sexy lady gets up to. Marcus does not deserve her at all

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By *ast_jjMan over a year ago

Dublin and London

Fantastic!

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

So so good

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Glad you all like, will add more later.

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

Loving this!

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By *oth0712Man over a year ago

cambridge

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By *iceguy12345678Man over a year ago

NEC Hilton

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By *9moodleCouple over a year ago

Staffordshire

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Marcus gave me something of a quizzical look.

"This afternoon you could have had some fun with me whilst the kids were out. You daned to offer me 5 minutes of your time during the commercial breaks but football came first. When you should probably have been practicing for your interview on Monday."

Now it's time for us to have some quality time together and your having to catch up."

At this point I stood in a more affirmative stance, hands on hips and legs slightly apart. This had the double effect of both gesturing my disappointment in him as well as riding my dress higher up my thighs to to were my stocking tops were clearly on show and my thong was only inches from being revealed.

"so no I'm not going to try and stop you from doing the right thing to get promoted, but I am also going to do the right thing to make sure my needs are taken care of."

Marcus was clearly shocked at my stern response to his earlier neglectful reactions.

He started out by thinking I was joking, but when it became clear that I was dead serious he flitted between objecting to bargaining with me. He finished off my offering to drop his work to satisfy me.

"No, this job is important you have known that this interview has been on the cards for days. So just to make sure you are well motivated to do your best."

I pointed between my hips.

"This pussy is going to be off limits for your cock until you gain that promotion."

"Now if you don't do well on Monday, that means starting all over again and that could mean applying for several new jobs. Don't think that I am going to wait for you to get it right eventually. If you keep messing up your priorities then I'm going to have to keep motivating you by having other men enjoy your wife."

" so get your head down and get practicing. "

With that I picked up my bag from the floor ensuring Marcus had a great view of my rediculously tiny thong. As an audible groan escaped his lips I headed to the door.

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

I hope you have plenty of time on your hands today to get this story out for us to appreciate

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

It was unusual to be heading to a club on my own. I was both excited and nervous. It was different than when I went with Marcus. There was no banter or talk about previous visits and the fun we had had in the past and whether there was anything or anyone in particular that we wanted to tick off our bucket list.

Instead my mind wandered to who might be there, whether there would be any one who would appeal to me or visa versa and if not what would I end up doing all night.

As it turned out this Saturday night was a mixed night and being close to payday there was a fair array of people in attendance.

I spent a few minutes at the bar trying to make small talk with the bar staff. But eventually I decided to be brave and try and mingle around the club.

I'd already scanned the room mentally giving out, yes, nos and maybes.

Having to drive myself there and back I could not even look elegant with a shapely glass of wine. Instead it was just me and a standard glass of .

Thankfully at that point one of the more confident ladies had taken to the pole to give her partner and the rest of the club a little show.

We whooped and clapped encouragment were appropriate. As we did so the little crowd grew a little more. The group had partially blocked one of the paths to the bar.

I felt a brush past my shoulder as someone headed through the group for a drink. I instinctively turned to say sorry for being in the way.

He stopped and put up a hand to say sorry too, but rather than respond in the same manner I held out my hand in a way as to say hold mine.

We had not even spoken, but looks wise he was definitely in the yes category and I did not want to let him go without at least attempting a little interaction.

Fortrunately he did not leave me hanging there for long and as his fingers entwined with mine I felt a tingle run through my body. I pulled him to me and grabbed his other arm around my waist so he was spooning me whilst we watched the end of the pole dance.

He continued to hold my hand but his other soon slipped from my waist to my ass and I did not mind at all.

As the lady on the pole finished her final spin both me and the stranger gave her a warm round of applause. Midway through the clapping I turn to face my new friend, looking up at him I gave him my best smoldering look. Reach out to his face with my hand and drew him in for a kiss.

If there is one thing I enjoy it is a sexy kiss. This gentleman was right up my street when it came to kisses. Soft lips, tongue and passion. This was definitely a promising situation.

He stoked his hands down my body as we kissed but not in a way that suggested he was trying to move eventd too quickly from the dance floor to the bedroom.

When we finally came up for air, I readjusted my hair and finally said, "Hi, I'm Lisa."

It turned out that his name was Danny and luckily I did not have to quickly duck and cover from any angry partner as he had come alone too.

I did feel slightly guilty for not enquiring earlier, I had just seen what I wanted and took it. But he was not complaining so no harm done this time.

I asked him if he was still wanting to get a drink as I had rudely interrupted his journey to the bar. I accompanied him to the bar and returned the spooning position behind him. Taking full advantage whilst he waited for his turn to get a good feel of his chest and ass.

Danny was a fairly tall chap, maybe 6ft not muscle bound but certainly in trim shape. As I snaked my hand through his chest hair I stroked my fingers across his nipples.

He certainly indicated his enjoyment of my attention by turning his head for another quick kiss before it was his turn at the bar.

We took our drinks and went to sit at one of the tables. We chatted a little about ourselves but it was clear from the chemistry that we both wanted to take this to the bedroom. Even as I explained my situation and what had brought me to come to the club alone it did nothing to give him pause for thought.

In fact I think it made us both hornier, he pushed his hand that had been resting happily on my thigh right up to my thong. I sat further forwards on the chair to encourage him to go inside.

We kissed again as he fingered my very creamy pussy and I sought out the lovely swollen bulge of his cock through his trousers.

It was clear that if we carried on then we would soon be fucking in the bar area. Grabbing his hand, I lead him out of the bar, past the pool table and into the nearest available room.

I locked the door and threw him down into the bed. I gave him no chance and quickly removed his trousers and underwear to release his cock.

I eagerly sucked him deep into my mouth and he groaned and grabbed my head. I was eager to please and let him build up a rythem of thrusting into my mouth. I could feel my nipples tighten as his strokes became deeper and longer and as I started to gasp a little more for breath.

Finally he thrust so deep he hit my gag reflex and I had to pull back to recover. As I did he pulled me down onto the bed with him and rolled over so I was now underneath him.

He then crawled down my body and spread my legs wide and lifted the thong to one side and plunged his tounge inside. This time it was my turn to grab his hair and grind my wet pussy all over his face. At long last my day of building sexual frustration broke free and I used Danny's tongue and face to climax all over him.

I must have made something of a shocking noise when I came as I'm not entirely sure if Danny thought he had broken me.

When it was clear that I was just in the throws of orgasm, he went back down and sucked and flicked my clit sending waves of warmth up from my toes to my ass. I was about to cum again and held my hand over my mouth in an attempt to stifle my own scream.

2 orgasm in less than 5 minutes. Damn I needed that.

I pulled away from his wicked tongue and lifted my dress over my head leaving me in just my push up bra, stockings and thong.

He clearly enjoyed the sight as he climbed onto the bed and pushed me down onto my knees. He started to thrust his cock back into my mouth and I was more than happy to oblige. As I sucked him, he took the opportunity to unbutton his shirt and remove it. I was happy to see that whilst he had been pleasuring me as I lay on the bed he had had the foresight to remove his shoes and socks.

Lifting my eyes up I could fully enjoy the view of his chest. Nice and trim just as I had thought when exploring him with my hands earlier on at the bar.

I reached up again to play with his nipples, but he caught my hands and pinned them to the wall over my head.

He then started to fuck my face with pure uninhabited energy. As he pulled back occasionally he would fall out giving me a few seconds to grab a breath.

But mostly he was just enjoying taking advantage of my semi vulnerable position.

As his enthusiasm built I struggled to cope with his ever deeper thrusts but I think he partially enjoyed that he was took big for me to take completely in my mouth.

By the time my eyes had started to water, he started to ease back a little and let my arms drop.

I quickly reached behind me and unclasped my bra to release my tits. I then squeezed the nipples sending warm welcome pulses down to my clit.

I moved to lay on my back and told Danny to get a condom from my bag on the floor. I needed fucking.

I stroked my clit whilst Danny rummaged through the bag to find a condom. To my surprise as I looked to see where he had got to, he had his cock covered with a condom in one hand and my phone in the other and he was snapping away with the camera.

I posed for a few pictures thinking it would be hot to share them with Marcus later.

Wow Marcus he has literally not crossed my mind at all till that point. How terrible am I, but still I continued to pose.

I turned over onto all fours and pulled my pussy open both for the overly graphic nature of the shot but also as I turn my head around and said to Danny.

"Enough photos, come and use my married pussy." I remember using the word married just gave it that extra thrill of naughty.

As I faced the wall I waited for his cock to part my cunt. I could feel him coming up behind me and then finally grabbing my hip with one hand he slid into me.

I could still here the click as he continued to take shots of me from behind. The wall next to us was mirrored all the way along. So I could see him angling the camera for close ups of his cock fucking me.

It was hot but I wanted his focus to be on fucking me not taking momentos of the occasion.

"Drop the camera and fuck me hard" I practically yelled at him.

He may have been enjoying himself but he knew better than to get me up set considering the day I'd been having with hubby.

He dropped the camera and really started to ride me hard. It felt amazing as his cock plunged in and out of me. He really was a very enthusiastic lover. I could here him grunting and moaning as he took me from behind and whilst I was tempted to have another look at him in the mirror, I settled for just enjoying the sensation of being his own personal fuck toy.

By the time I got home later that night I was somewhat uncertain as to what Marcus' reaction would be. It's not like it would have been the first time that another man had been with me, but the fact it was a decision that I had taken alone.

I had decided not to stay at the club for too long, so once I'd finished having fun with Danny I headed straight back home.

When I got home Marcus was not about down stairs, but the light was on and the laptop was still open.

I figured he must have took the opportunity to get his head down and work even harder on his promotion and was taking a toilet break.

But when I took a peak at the screen it was soon clear that work was furthest from his mind. He was clearly logged onto the profile that we keep for swinging and had porn websites open.

I could spot that he was in a chatroom and had been watching porn on a site dedicated to slut wives.

I could hear him rummaging about upstairs so quickly scanned through what he had been writing. It was immediately apparent he had been chatting with a few different men about me going out on my own. The references he made to me were crude to say the least and the other guys were not holding back.

One of them had sent Marcus a link which must have been to the porn video saying, "I hope they fuck her like this."

Marcus had replied that it would be hot to see me gagging on a big cock. I smiled to myself that whilst I may not have been impaled like the lady in the video clip with 4 men using every hole she had. I had at least matched one of his wishes.

I could not scan much further back as Marcus was on the way down. When he entered the room, I caught him off guard as he has not heard me come in.

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

Really loving this story!

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"So what kind of interview are you having on Monday?"

"From what I can see it looks like you've been slacking off, more interested in seeing that young lady on the screen getting her ass tested by those dirty men“

"I also see you have had time to strike up a conversation with several perverts about how you would like to see me in that position."

Hubby was caught completely off guard by this. I did not mind in the slightest that he had been sharing his dark thoughts with others about me. But it was a power thrill to stay on top of him.

I sat down on the sofa and spread my legs. I had not bothered to put my underwear back on so my pussy was clearly on show.

I told Marcus to get between my legs and start pleasuring me. As he did so I scrolled back through more of his conversation and read back to him out loud all the very bad things he had talked about doing and other men or multiple men doing to me.

When I felt he was suitably embarrassed I started to tell him about how I had had my face fucked that night. How a stranger had flirted, seduced and kissed me and then had taken me to a room before choking me with his big dick.

I told Marcus how much I fancied Danny and how Danny had taken me from behind and fucked me like a dirty slut. That he did not care that I was someone else's wife and that once he had seduced me he had used me for his own pleasure.

I'll admit I embellished some of the story. Marcus seemed to become increasingly turned on if I suggested that Danny had called me a slutwife and had slapped my ass. He never did but a little exaggeration did not hurt.

As I finished my tale I threw Marcus on his back and straddled his face and just finished myself off face sitting on him.

Once I was satisfied I turned the laptop off and insisted that Marcus come to bed with me. Once in bed I gave him a peck on the cheak and rolled over to get some sleep. It was far to late for a shower and I did not want to be refreshed and lifted from my sated drowsy state.

Fair to say Marcus did not sleep at all well that night. He had been left frustrated and took an age to get to sleep.

In the morning he was still aroused and started to grind against my ass as we woke.

I took him by the hand and lead him into the bathroom. I told him to soap me up and clean me from last night. He certainly thought that he was about to get lucky.

Whilst he soaked and soaped my body I spoke to him.

"I'm not sure if you fully understand that yesterday was no joke. That cock of yours can get as hard as it likes, but until you get that promotion it's access to my pussy is completely restricted. I'm not going to fuck you this morning or tomorrow morning. If you choose to go online and talk filth about me rather than work on your chances of getting promoted then you are living a dangerous game as I have no intention of going without cock for even a few days, never mind months. "

At this realisation his little forlorn face fell. His groping of me through the bubbles stopped as it dawned on him that no matter how hard he tried he was not going to get to fuck me anytime soon.

I know as a loving wife I should have felt sorry for him and maybe stopped the game. But I was on a high with power and his pause in attempting to stimulate me through the bubbles actually gave me a deep throb inside.

I made sure for the rest of that day that I flashed as much flesh as possible. To ensure it was fresh in his mind what he was losing out on.

As it was his interview the next day I sent him to bed early, but not before he saw me back on the laptop, naked and chatting to people again.

As he slept or tried to sleep I was so turned on, I was trying to find my online hottie Carl again. I was not successful in that mission but I did have success in other ways.

On Monday morning I made sure I was up to kiss Marcus goodbye as he left for work. He had to work the morning, then take a short train journey to his interview in the next town over.

As I mentioned earlier I had not been successful trying to find Carl the night before. But as I browsed the various profiles I did start to strike up conversations with other men.

As the night went on I came across a young man in his early 20's who was stunning to look at, well defined and looked as though he could pick up even me and throw me about a bit.

Part of me wanted to contact him and another part of me felt at 23 he was too young for me now. But in the end the horny part of me overrode my principles and doubts about whether he would have any interest in me.

Well nothing ventured and nothing gained. As it turned out he was a gym instructor and did not live too far away, so I had made arrangements to drop the kids off at school and then sean was going to come around for some fun soon after.

I was so nervous when waiting for him. This was totally out of character and very bad. It was bad because I had never arranged a meet without Marcus's prior knowledge before and I had no idea whether this was a step too far but it was going to get worse.

When I go home I had only minutes to change before Sean arrived.

I threw my clothes onto the floor by the bed and went for white hold ups and a white bra. I then threw my dressing gown over the top and minutes later there was a knock at the door.

When I answered I was very pleased to see that I had not been dupped, Sean was stood there in a tight t shirt and shorts. He was having to head to work straight away after our fun.

After saying hi, I was a little stuck for words but Sean, helped with that by pulling me to him and kissing him. I was both thrilled and wetting myself.

It was mid morning and there was a chance that a neighbour could step outside and see my adulterous behaviour. But Sean did not let go, he held me to him and we kissed for what felt like an age before he stopped and I dragged him inside closing the door behind me.

Once inside I jumped back on him and kissed him with abandon.

As we both came up for air after a few minutes, Sean asked if I still wanted to go through with what we had planned the night previously, I told him I did and so he instructed me to hand over my phone unlocked.

I reached into my dressing gown, pulled out my phone and unlocked it before handing it over to Sean.

This time he pressed me up against a kitchen work top and kissed me again. But rather than holding his arms around me, one arm was out to the side, snapping away selfies as we kissed.

This time when we broke apart, I watched as Sean scrolled through the few photos he had taken and then after selecting one he selected share and then picked Marcus from my WhatsApp contact list, he then added a little text saying.

"Sorry hunny but I've been seduced."

And sent both the text and picture to my husband...

Well that was it I was committed to the path. I or rather Sean was going to be sending Marcus pictures of our morning affair all the way up to his interview and maybe during, although Marcus would not be able to read or respond at that point. Just feel the vibrations from his phone as more evidence of my wicked behavior was sent to him.

Sean then told me to open my gown which I did and he smiled and murmured his appreciation. I think he was especially taken by the fact that I had not bothered to wear any panties. He took a few more snaps of me and typed something else.

I had no idea at this point what he was saying, but then that was the deal we had agreed. He would control what my husband saw and how it was delivered to him.

Sean indicated I should hop up onto the kitchen worktop and spread my legs, as I did so he told me how much of a slut I was for exposing myself to him and that I needed to be taught a lesson.

He pulled the rope of my gown from around my waist and then pulled me off the work top and started to tie my hands behind my back. He was not messing about either, the rope was tight around my wrists. He then pushed me to my knees in my own kitchen and pulled his large cock out.

He just ordered open and thrust his cock into my face. As I looked up he was not even looking at me. Rather he was using my phone as he face fucked me. I the heard the beep of recording as he filmed me.

At this his grip on my hair intensified and he jabbed his cock deep into my mouth, my head trapped between his hand, his cock and the cupboard behind me.

As I gagged I was normally used to hubby pulling back to give me time to breath. But in this case Sean did not wait, he thrust his cock in again. I gurgled and spluttered, my eyes watered and I though I was going to throw up.

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Mmm so horny

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I then heard Sean talking, he was narrating the film of me. Telling my husband that this is what he had desired should happen to me, he then said maybe later he should invite some friends around to gang fuck me like Marcus's chat buddies had suggested.

He then gave my mouth and throat a few extra thrusts and as I gagged again almost screaming for air he pulled out.

I inhaled and coughed and spluttered. A beep went off and the recording was done.

Once I recovered my breath, Sean untied my hands and they fizzed as the blood started to circulate again.

Still on my knees but with my hands free I was about to get up but Sean said no and started to work his cock back into my mouth.

I sucked and wanked his now very big cock, but this time I had more freedom and choice about the depth. That was until I saw a shadow move on the otherside of the kitchen door. Through the frosted glass I could see someone coming to our door.

I made a move to get up, but Sean held my hands and held me in place as the knock came to the door he started to thrust harder and faster.

I had no idea who was knocking or what they could see, but I was fairly sure it would be unmistakable that they could see at least the outline of shapes moving.

They knocked again and this time, Sean was thrusting and cumming into my mouth.

I was so wet, so turned on and also torn between shame, embarrassment and a desire for whoever it was to see my terrible behaviour.

After swallowing as much of Sean's cum as he could give me I was jolted back to reality by the sudden, beep, beep, beep of my phone as WhatsApp sounded like it was going mental.

Instinctively I reached out to answer but Sean corrected me.

He held the phone in one hand and took my hand in the other and lead me upstairs.

As we entered the bedroom my phone buzzed again, clearly Marcus had something to say and I was both eager and nervous to find out what it was.

Sean instructed me to lay on the bed with my hips on the edge and my legs hanging over the side with my feet on the floor. He took one of our pillows and placed it by my feet and then knelt between my thighs.

He then place the phone between my mound and my stomach and used one hand to respond to my husbands messages whilst with the other he gently stimulated my clit.

After the rough and rush of the blowjob in the kitchen this was a more relaxed and sedate pace, but there was still a huge air of naughty expectation as this man I had only just met pleasured me on the marital bed, whilst messaging my husband.

I looked over at the clock and I knew Marcus was likely to be having a quick break. But I had no idea how, angry, upset, excited or turned on he was.

Sean gave me no indication of Marcus' responses. Occasionally though he would pick up the phone and take a snap of my wet pussy. Whether that was for Marcus's benefit or whether it was to goad him I had no idea and as time went on I thought less and less about it.

Instead a warm low buzz was beginning to build in my toes and the back of my calves. I could feel and hear the wet cream of my pussy being spread and plunged in and out of me. Sean had now had 3 fingers in me and I could feel that familiar spread of sensations around my ass as an orgasm started to build.

Sean put down the phone on the bed next to us and his warm mouth enveloped my cliterous.

I let a soft moan and an encouraging "oh yes" escape my lips.

This felt very good, not dirty, not wrong, not even kinky. Just very lovely and pleasant. Sean's fingers continued to open me up and I could see in the mirror at the end of the room that his manhood was starting to recover.

As my first orgasm crashed over me I reached out and pulled Sean's lips firmly against my pussy...

"oh fuck, yes! That's fucking good." I exclaimed.

I pulled Sean from my pussy and embraced him, kissing him passionately.

I needed him inside me, I could feel the walls of my cunt, throbbing almost searching for that familiar phallic warmth to fill me.

I rolled over and retrieved a condom from the side of the bed and handed it to Sean..

Once he had put it on, he picked up the phone and took some quick fire shots as his cock entered my very very wet slit.

I almost cried out then and there. He did not drive it deep though. He was sending more pics to my husband and so had only pushed about halfway into me.

I grabbed his bum and wrapped my legs around him to try and pull him deep against my cervix. But Sean resisted, instead he made slow strokes in and out of me, occasionally removing himself completely and rubbing his cock head over my clit. As he repeated this action again and again, my frustration at missing that big cock not being inside me began to build.

When he reached out and squeezed my nipples, my cry was part pleasure, part pain and part frustration. I wanted him deep.

I told him to push his big cock all the way in me, I held my legs open as wide as I could. My clit throbbed and all the tension and excitement had got too much. But still he kept his slow pace and it actually felt like the stroke of his cock was becoming shallower and shallower with each thrust.

Finally he came out completely and said,

"sorry I'm not feeling this."

I was shocked, I was disappointed and I was puzzled as he cock was clearly engorged and throbbing...

"please fuck me" I begged. "fuck me as hard as you like, make me your slutty bitch. Just pound me as you wish"

He looked thoughtful and then picked up the phone and started to film me again.

I was already stroking my clit to ease some of the frustration and being filmed brought back all the nasty thoughts and the situation my husband was in.

I played up to the camera and did my best porn star, "fuck me Sean, fuck me hard. You are so fucking gorgeous, you deserve to have me anyway you wish."

No sooner had those words escaped my lips Sean's eyes glinted.

He started to stroke my clit for me.

"do you want my cock inside you?"

"yes", I moaned.

"are you sure you want my cock, and not a rubber dildo instead." Sean taunted me?

"No," I cried out. "I want your cock."

"my cock?"

"Yes!"

"No Rubber?"

"No! “

With that Sean pulled the condom off, all this time he continued to tease my clit, taking me right to the edge.

" You sure you want my cock? “

I knew he had twisted the meaning, but I was so horny at that point I just wanted him in me.

"God YES, fuck me."

With that he plunged his cock back between my sopping wet pussy and thrust it deep.

I couldn't help but scream out, I had been waiting so long.

At that Sean dropped the phone on the bed and fucked me hard and deep.

It did feel amazing to have his cock all the way inside me. And now I just drove him on. Urging his to shoot his load into me. Telling him how sexy he was.

I didn't know but the phone whilst dropped was still recording.

Finally Sean shot his cum deep inside me.

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Best twist ever

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Wow

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