When we met, over 40 years ago, we were married, but not to each other.

Our first fuck was in my car, after that we’d go to an hotel, for “afternoon delight”

Her husband didn’t have a very high sex drive, my wife had recently given birth.

We clicked immediately, and the sex was awesome.

On this afternoon, she turned up, as arranged,in the hotel bar.

We’d do this, then spend a pleasant afternoon fucking each other’s brains out.

“Have you booked the room yet” she asked

“Yes, of course, why”

“You might not want to fuck me this afternoon”

“Why not”

She looked stunning, a nice little black dress, silk clad legs, I knew they weren’t tights, stockings and suspenders, she’d bought them especially for me. And I’d bought her the sexy silk French knickers to wear with them.

No bra, her breasts were amazing and she didn’t ever wear a bra.

She looked a bit sad as she started to tell me that Chris (her husband) got home from early from work,..

“I didn’t hear him come up to the bedroom,” she continued, “And he saw me putting on my stockings and started getting fruity, I told him I didn’t have time, but he wouldn’t listen, I couldn’t stop him, I’m sorry “

“Why are you sorry, he is your husband “ I said, panicking slightly.

“Yes, I know, but I’m all sticky down there now” she actually blushed..

“He’s not wanted it for weeks, so when he fucked me he had a lot of cum to unleash” she continued

“Did you cum, too” my mouth was dry, my throat tightened.

I’d never thought about this sort of thing before, but the idea of my sexy lover, getting a good fucking was really turning me on.

“I’m sorry, but it was unexpected and I was already wet thinking about your big cock, but if you don’t want to, I understand “ she gabbled on.

“So don’t you want me to fuck you, now that your husband has done you then”

I feigned annoyance.

“Oh, I do, I do, I want you to fuck me, you know how much I love your big cock”

I knew my cock was bigger than her husband’s.

When I’d first fucked her, I could feel exactly how far his cock had gone in.

And she was so much tighter as my cock went where no cock had gone before, and, of course, she told me.

I’m not hung like a donkey, but I’m not lacking in stature either. I think he probably wasn’t that well endowed.

“So you’re not too sore for me to fuck you then” I continued.

Her eyes brightened and she touched my leg.

“I’m not sore at all, but I am very wet, I can feel cum oozing out of my fanny now, in fact it’s starting to run down my thigh, it’ll be staining my nice stockings if you don’t take them off, soon”

“Oh, you fucking tart, so you want another cock, do you” I said

Her eyes darkened, and her breathing deepened. She realised that I was far from being put off.

“Yes, you horny fucker, I want your big prick in my wet cunt now, I want your cum, too, mixing with my husband’s “

“You greedy fucking bitch” I growled at her.

We were still in the hotel bar, things had suddenly taken a different turn.

Our affair was recent, we’d been fucking for about six weeks two or three times a week, so still in lust, we had discussed our respective sex lives, but this was really turning the heat up.

“I’ve always wanted to be fucked by two men” she said.

“I’ve had one, earlier, I’m ready for another now, you. So if you’re up for it” Her hand was on my cock.

She was rubbing it through my trousers.

Fortunately we were in a booth and no one in the crowded lounge could see what was happening.

“You horny fucker, it’s turning you on, isn’t it.” She said.

“You’re turned on by the thought of my husband having just fucked me, aren’t you.? Fucking my tight pussy not even an hour ago. Do you want to fuck it now ?”

“Mmm oh yes please” I managed

My hand was easing up her leg, she opened them slightly, to allow me access.

She was talking quietly, I had to lean in to her to listen, I could see down her cleavage. Her nipples were prominent, pushing at the silky dress.

“He was so excited “ she purred.

“He kept telling me how sexy I looked, he made me walk around the room, in my stockings and heels. As I did he got his cock out, it was really hard, I’ve not seen him that hard for ages “

“Fucking tart” I groaned. My fingers could just touch her stocking tops.

Her legs opened a little more, I felt moisture, hot thick cum

“Can you feel his spunk ?” She tightened the grip on my cock. “Are your fingers sticky with his cum, now” she whispered

“He stripped off as I paraded and posed, and he was rubbing his cock, grinning like a fool, I thought he might just wank off, but to be honest, I wanted him to fuck me then”.

“‘I bet your longing for this, ‘ he said, and he waived his little dick at me. “

‘We haven’t had a fuck for a month’ he said

“I nearly choked at that,” she said, “ he might not have, I thought, but I’ve been getting plenty from your big cock, I so wanted to tell him about you, and your cock”

She squeezed my prick again.

“Then he got hold of me, turning me around over the bed, he just pulled my nice silk French knickers aside and slid his little dicky in me”

She was looking at me, judging me, as I imagined him fucking her. I groaned at the thought.

“Can you imagine,” she whispered really quietly, “ he just pushed his dick in, then grabbed hold of my hips, and in about 5 minutes he was done, but there was an awful lot of cum, he must’ve been shooting it for 2 of those minutes “ she was watching me,

“And I could feel it shooting in me, it was really hot too” she smiled sexily, and I groaned again.

“And then he said that I was really wet, and ready for him to fuck, and it was nice that I was so excited that he was giving me a good fucking. …I nearly told him that it was the thought of you, and your big prick” another squeeze “that had me wet. But then, on the way here, I realised that I would have to tell you that my fanny is so full of spunk”

“Drink up” I grunted

She held me down with her hand on my cock. She whispered in my ear.

“I’m so randy now, not only is my fanny full of cum, it’s throbbing in anticipation for your big cock. Are you sure you are ok that I’ve been bent over fucked, and spunked up”

She knew exactly what she was doing.

“You’ve got to stop it” I said. “If you keep touching me, and tormenting me, I’ll cum in my trousers, I can’t take you up to the room, just yet, I’m too hard, and it’s sticking out too much”

She kissed me then took the room key. She stood, smoothed her dress down and said.

“I’ll go up, while you calm down, but don’t take too long to calm down. I’m going to use some of the cum from his little prick, to make myself really wet and ready for your big cock, so it can slip in nicely, but I might get carried away “

I groaned.

I watched her sashay across the hotel bar, drawing a bit of attention as she went.

I sat there for about 5 minutes waiting for my erection to abate.

In the end I took my jacket off, folded it across my arm, covering my cock with it, and beat a hasty retreat.

The door to our room was ajar.

She was laid on the bed. Stockings, suspenders, and French knickers. There was a very dark patch at her crotch. I’d thought it might all have been a game, but no, what she told me was true.

I could see spunk stains drying on her stocking tops.

I shut the door, standing, looking at her, I undressed hastily, throwing my clothes aside.

When I got to my boxers, she stopped me. “Stand straight “ she commanded me.

“Slow now, I love to watch the way your cock springs up when you take your pants off”

I did as instructed, and she made appreciative noises as my cock sprang free.

I was 30, so my cock did what it’s supposed to do, which, in those day, was to stand hard throbbing proudly

(Oh to get an erection that hard these days)

I went to throw myself on her, do what her husband had done, pull her pants to one side, thrust it in her wet spunky cunt. And then just fuck her, fuck her hard.

“No !” She said.

“Undress me, take your time “

Undoing her suspender clips, I slowly pealed the stained stockings from her sexy legs.

She sat up to give me access to her suspender belt, that came off.

She lay looking at me, raising her hips, as I started to pull her pants off, as I pulled the silky fabric from her hips, they stuck at her cunt. They were stuck in the cum and folds of her very prominent fanny lips.

As I pulled them off, the scent of sex hit me.

She lay there, legs splayed, her cunt, red, slightly swollen and open, cum oozing from it.

Her breasts had love bites across them, so he’d turned her round at some point too, her nipples were stiff peaks..

“Well, what are you waiting for”….

“It’s your turn now” she growled sexily …..

“Fuck me you bastard, give me that cock“…………..