Hi I'm Coleen. My husband wanted me to write about when he had me sleep with other men, and warn others to think twice before doing it. George had been badgering me for years to sleep with someone else. I suspected that what he really wanted was to sleep with someone else himself and could use the excuse that I had already done it. At thirty four I couldn't believe that many men would want to sleep with me. Especially as I am a little more rounded than I used to be. I am not fat, just a little cuddly. I still think I am fairly good looking. George was still pressuring me and I was getting fed up with it. He had tried roll play and saying things like it's him fucking you, when it was actually him. Then one night he had me blindfolded and was again telling me it was my lover as he fucked me. I'll admit it did get me that little bit more excited and I came heavily that night. The next night he was on it again and in my annoyance with him I said yes, I'd do it, just to shut him up. To say he was excited he came in me within seconds of me saying yes. Clearly it excited him. I still thought it was all talk, until a week later when he came home from work and informed me he had set up a lover for me. I asked who it was , but he wouldn't tell me. Then on the Saturday night he had me dressed very slutty looking and with a blindfold drove me to a Motel where I soon found I was in a room and on a bed. It was just ten minutes before my husband let someone in. He was soon kissing me and fondling my tits. Being blindfolded I found it extremely exciting. Then his hands were under the small skirt and in my panties. I came as his fingers penetrated my pussy. I heard him saying, "The dirty bitch just came and she's soaked her knickers." I nearly came again hearing his words. Then his face was in my pussy as he pulled them to one side. His tongue drove me over the top again. At the very most I only ever come twice in a session and I had done that already. Then he was taking my panties off and I thought, here we go, as he slid between my legs. I remember squealing as his cock touched my pussy and slipped inside me. Then he was pounding into me and I came for a third time. He lasted a few minutes longer and then came in me. It had felt good and exciting. I lay there thinking it was all over and was expecting George to remove the blind fold when someone was climbing between my legs again. I expected that George was wanting his turn. Then the cock pressed against my pussy. I yelped as it penetrated me. Clearly it wasn't George. It was to thick and as the man worked it in, it was also clearly longer than my husbands five and a half inch cock, and it still wasn't all in me yet. It took him another eight to ten thrusts before I felt his balls touch my arse and the tip of his cock hit places that no man had touched before. That caused my fourth come and he was far from finished yet. Now he was pounding my pussy and he seemed relentless in his pounding. He was like the Energizer Bunny, going, going, going and I was coming. coming, coming. I came twice more before we finally came together. I was shattered. It was by far the best and hardest fuck of my life. He also sounded bushed as he lay next to me panting from his hard work. I know George had told me that I had to keep the blindfold on until he had gone, but I wanted to see what the hell he had fucked me with. I whipped the blindfold off and was surprised to see the man or should I say lads as the one next to me was in his early twenties and his mate was just a little older. I took hold of the cock that had just finished in me, and although it was limp, it was still seven plus inches long. I wondered what it would feel like in my mouth. The biggest cock I had ever sucked, before I got married was about seven inches when it was rock hard. I sucked it into my mouth and I heard my husband groan. I wasn't sure if it was exciting him or he had just realized that he had lost control of the situation as I was now in control. The lad under me started to groan and I knew that was with excitement as his cock was expanding rapidly. It was now my turn to groan. I had forgotten about the other lad and he had just thrust his smaller cock balls deep with his first thrust. He was soon plowing away at my pussy. It was nice, but nowhere near to what that big cock in my pussy could do. The big cock was now pulsating as I sucked as much as I could in my mouth, which was not that much. Between the thickness and the length I couldn't even get half of it in my mouth. He was now at full length and I guessed it to be a little over eight inches. He later told me it was eight and a half. That half makes all the difference. Don't ever let someone tell you that size doesn't matter, it damn well does. Trust me I know. The lad plowing my pussy groaned and came in me again. I told the lad with the big cock that I wanted it doggy style. He was soon behind me and feeding it into my pussy. It seemed to feel like it was getting deeper than before. It always feels deep in this position. Then he hit something deep inside me and the feeling was a mixture of pain and extreme pleasure in equal measures. I squealed and groaned. Then he was fucking me like I had never been fucked before. He was doing slow deep strokes. The slow action was excruciating torture and then when it was deep he was triggering the most fabulous feelings. I lost count of how many times I came . George later said it was eight or nine more times. The he slammed into me even deeper than before and emptied the contents of his balls in my womb. I just collapsed in sheer bliss. and he collapsed on top of me. When I finally recovered I wanted to know if he was able to come again. He said there was absolutely no way that night, but he said he could see me again. I heard George groan again. This time it was definitely a groan that said that he had let the Genie out the bottle and there was no way it was going back in. The other lad fingered me for a little while and then they dressed. I made sure I got their phone numbers before I kissed them and they left. I slept on the way home in the car. George told me that I was talking in my sleep. He wouldn't tell me what I had said. George didn't seem that happy and when we got in bed he told me that there was only meant to be the one, but two lads turned up. I told him I was glad they had. Then he said he had been told the lad was big, but had no idea it was that big. I just groaned thinking about how it felt in me. Then George said that now we had tried it we didn't need to do it again. I told him he was joking if he thought I wasn't going to phone them and see them again, and indeed others. George just groaned knowing what he had done.