Hi, to all of you that wanted me to continue my story, sorry it's taken me till now to write the second chapter, but my weekends and sometimes weeknights are quite busy, but here's the next instalment of how my husband turned me from a virgin to a lover of multiple cocks, hope its not a turn off.

So the response to my first chapter was a surprise to me, of all the stories I've read on this site I thought you'd prefer something more sexually interesting, fantasy, rather than the mundane facts of our married life. 

You see in my mind we were happily married, we had 2 children, a car, a credit card that never seemed to get paid off, and in my world we were living in that little cottage with the roses around the door and the winding path to the leafy lane.

That night after Adam had told me he wanted us to swing we had sex, and I was surprised just how turned on I was. Afterwards in my post orgasmic haze I tried to sleep, I should have been out like a light, had I really climaxed twice, I never climaxed twice, but I did and they were big oh fucking hell climaxes.

As I tried to sleep my mind kept going over my husbands request to start a swinging relationship with another couple.

I'd said yes, now why had I said yes, and with so much conviction. Did I think before I said yes, well for a few seconds yes, but should I have given it some more thought first, and why had I got so moist down there, did my boobs really tingle, was it the thought of meeting other men, a couple, that turned me on. So many questions went through my head.

Thinking back, yes we had got into a rut, work, shopping, housework, making sure dinner was ready for when Adam got home, watching tv, and a kiss and cuddle and turn over in bed. 

Oh yes and sex, well to me a inexperienced and respectable wife with a loving husband, we didn't have sex, we made love, missionary style, but occasionally we were very daring and did it sexy, doggy style. Always with my head in the pillow and the lights off. Was it good, well let's just say if the pillow could talk it would probably repeat the words, "Fuck, fuck, oh fucking hell, oh fucking hell". and there was that tingle again between my legs.

Oh how naughty and embarrassed I felt the next morning.

As for frequency, well it was just last week wasn't it, or no last month. No way could it have been the 7 months Adam had said we last did it, but I had to admit my husband has a much better memory  when it comes to dates and times.

Was it really 7 months, no I remember I wrote it in my diary, we'd been to a friends anniversary party, had a little too much to drink which related to a kiss and cuddle in the taxi on the way home and with the kids staying at friends, well when we got home I wasn't worried they'd hear us.

Flicking through the pages of my diary, and oh here it is, 

'Had a great evening at Toby and Sues anniversary and, oh my, glad the kids were staying at friends"

Oh dear that was April 29, and now its October 4.

But that's not 7 months………

Well anyway we must have been busy, or tired, no I'm sure we must have done it since then. 

Oh dear maybe my Adam is right we do need something to spice things up.

But what if no one wants to swing with us, what if they don't like me.

I've got stretch marks, and that excess around the midriff, who wants to see that.

But I did say yes, and I meant it.

At the time.

Sleep must have finally caught up on me, because next I knew it was light outside, and Adam had left for work.

I lay in bed wondering why I felt damp, and why were my boobs tingling, then remembered oh yes, and reached for a tissue, drat non on my bedside table, hopped out of bed and ran to the loo with my hand between my legs.

Sitting there with a sigh and going over in my head what we had talked about last night, then a quick wipe and in the shower, get dressed, went down for a quick breakfast and out to catch the bus to work.

At the mid morning coffee break I had to run to the loo. Why were my panties wet. Sitting there all I could think about was why did I say yes so readily. Then made a mental note to bring an extra pair of panties tomorrow, because this can't just be from Adam last night. Coffee break over and back to work.

Lunch break and I'm sitting on the loo again, thankfully I have 1 tena lady left, another mental note to stop off at the chemist on the way home for more. Took my phone out of my handbag, took a deep breath and tapped a quick message to Adam.

'Hi darling, the answer is still, YES'

I let the breath out and pressed send, then had to wipe myself again, but why did I have the urge to touch myself down there.

Checked my phone, no reply, Adam must be busy.

Back at my desk and my phone beeped, fingers trembling I looked at the reply. 'If you're sure then great we'll look tonight, but make sure you're ok about it, let me know when we get home'

I had to correct my reply several times, my fingers just wouldn't type the words correctly. Eventually my reply was ready to send;

'I'm sure NOW, and I'll still be sure TONIGHT. Stop trying to give me time to think about it. Let's do it, I'm SURE'

I pressed send.

It was mid afternoon before Adam replied, 4 words, 

'Ok, I love you'

Soon as I read Adam's text, I had to dash to the ladies again. Thankfully they'd replaced the toilet rolls and I used several sheets to place in my panties and made another metal note to myself "bring femfresh tomorrow" 

I had dinner ready by the time Adam got home. Soon as we'd eaten I told him I'd do the pots if he had some things to do on the computer.

A quick kiss and cuddle and he went into his den and I heard the computer beep.

Why had a computer beeping made me so moist down there and my boobs tingle again.

Normally I'll wash and dry the pots and put them away so my kitchen is nice and tidy, this time I left them to dry on the draining board.

My heart beating faster than usual I walked into Adam's den. 

He was looking and typing on his computer, I stood behind him and saw he was looking at a site about Adult friends, I'm sure some of you know which site that was.

He had a profile open for a couple and let me read it. I said ok how do we meet with them. He said we don't, you sit down and look through their profiles to see if its what we want to do.

Oh, well they want full swap, I thought that's what you wanted. 

Adam said read what they like, see if you're ok with it.

I read,  anal, dogging and 'rimming'.

Well anal was self explanatory, but why would someone want to touch my bottom, or Adam's for that matter.

A quick education on the true meanings from Adam and I told him to move onto the next couple.

Adam had tried to touch my bottom some time ago but I'd told him it was dirty and off limits.

Now, several years and multiple cocks later, well you'll all have to wait to find out what my thoughts are about anal now. Lol.

The next couple seemed more respectable, but I had to smile inwardly at myself for that thought.

We sent a message to this couple and moved on to the next.

All the while we were looking, a number at the top of the screen kept telling us another couple had shown an interest in us.

I got Adam to click on the number and was quite shocked to see a vast number were single men.

Slightly intrigued I got Adam to open up some of their profiles, and was surprised to see some were married men. Adam said well I'm married and I want extra sex. Then he left me to look through some of the profiles while he made us a coffee.

By the time he came back I'd messaged 3 men, two of them married and another couple.

I felt very naughty, I was also very excited and extremely wet down there that I had to go and change my panties.

By the time I came back downstairs the children had arrived home and we closed the computer down to save any embarrassing questions.

Thankfully the children went straight up to their bedrooms and I made Adam switch the computer on and open up the adult site.

Wow we had 5 messages all wanting to meet.

And that I'm afraid is where I'm going to leave it for this chapter, except to say my pillow had to put up with more muffled F words again that night.

And boy was I thankful I'd called into the chemist on the way home for more tena lady's and remembered to take spare panties to work the next day.

Hope this chapter is not too boring.

I'll try and get the next chapter out quicker, but it will depend on my busy schedule. Lol.