Andrew and I had been swinging for a few months now. We’d had some amazing sex in that time with some lovely men, pushed our boundaries (mostly mine) and added to our small sex toy collection. At Andrew’s urging I had purchased my first ever basque, matching stockings and ball gag. I really wasn’t a dressing up kind of person. I don’t wear make up, jewellery or perfume. I own high heels but rarely wear them. Getting ready for a night out involves me brushing my hair. In good weather I potter around without shoes as much as I can. I’m low maintenance. I don’t even own a hairdryer. A basque and stockings is for me as radical as a ball gag. All unthinkable just a few months earlier. They’d arrived in the promised discreet packaging a few days prior and we’d opened the parcel once the kids were in bed. I’d refused to try the ball gag straight away as I had an early start the next day and didn’t want to spend the night fucking. But I let Andrew persuade me to try on the stockings and basque. I was curious to see how they looked and he promised to let me sleep afterwards. I sent him out the room as I took off my clothes and slid them on. I had a little trouble with the clips and called him back in to help. The look on his face was a mix of love and pure lust. Even after 10 years of marriage and three kids the tent in his shorts told me how much he appreciated the view. I pointedly ignored it as he helped me attach it all properly. I did let him bend me over the bed and take some photos once done. He helped me pose and ran his fingers down my back and bum and lingered softly there, clearly desperate to start fingering my ass. I got control of my heavy breathing and pushed him away. I really did need a good nights sleep. I undressed again, put the lingerie safely away and turned the lights off. But I couldn’t sleep. I was far too horny. I lay there pretending to sleep, hoping I’d trick myself into dropping off. Once I heard Andrew snoring I decided a quick play with myself would be the best way to knock myself out. I reached down and started fingering myself, rubbing my clit back and forth quickly while thinking as many dirty thoughts as I could. Mostly I thought of how I looked in my new outfit and how it would feel for men to find me home alone in them and just push me down and start fucking me. I get off on fantasies where I have no control and get totally used. My imagination did not let me down and I came quickly, letting out a quiet grunt as I did. I opened my eyes and found Andrew propped up on one elbow looking down at me. Oops, maybe I wasn’t as quiet as I’d thought. “You total bitch” he said, “so much for sleeping. Get on your knees, it’s my turn to cum now.” I did as I was told and got some stinging ass slaps and he pushed straight into my sopping wet pussy. He fucked me as hard as he could while he held onto my hips. I was so horny I pushed back on his thrusts and he moaned as I pushed him over the edge sooner than he wanted and felt him cum inside me. I got another ass slap for that, but we both managed to fall asleep with smiles on our faces while his cum slowly dripped out of me. That was Monday. It was now Thursday. My non-work day, and also the day all the children go to play with their friends after school. They stay for dinner and we pick them up around 6.30. We get a whole 3 hours of adult time to play with. We’d so been looking forward to this. I got ready while Andrew dropped them off. I took a quick shower and slid on the basque and stockings. I managed to get them on without any trouble. The basque had a handy zip at the front. It felt a bit tight but not uncomfortable, and pushed my breasts up so even I could tell they looked amazing. I’d already closed the curtains and sat on the sofa to wait. As agreed I put our bag of toys next to me and put on a blindfold. I touched myself gently as I listened out for the door. I didn’t have long to wait. He stopped in front of me, took my hands and pulled me to my feet. I could hear his breathing get faster as he took in the sight in front of him. His hand stroked my cheek and then circled to the back of my head and he pulled me towards him. We shared a passionate kiss. Then he let go and I heard him rummaging in the toy bag. A moment later I felt myself get extra wet as I felt a hard ball touch my lips. I had never done this before but I was so willing and so aroused. I slowly opened my mouth and felt it press inside. The feeling of the strap on my cheeks as it encircled my face made me weak at the knees and I almost fell as I felt the buckle on the back of my head get tightened. I was now wearing a ball gag for the first time and felt like a complete slut - totally ready to be fucked. Andrew wasn’t done yet though. He turned me round and handcuffed my arms behind my back then led me to the side of the the sofa and pushed me over the arm. My bum was high in the air and my face on the sofa seat. I couldn’t see, talk or move my arms. He pushed my legs apart and started licking my pussy. I could feel myself dripping. I relaxed and enjoyed every sensation. He got his fingers wet inside my pussy before pushing two and then three inside my ass. I was enjoying it all when I heard a knock on the door. Andrew swore under his breath, took his hands off me and threw a blanket over me after telling me to stay still. As long as he closed the door to the hall no-one would see anything. I heard him open the door, talk quickly to someone, and close it again. I relaxed. I heard the hall door open again and the blanket was whipped off me. I imagined the sight he had of me. Wearing nothing but a basque and stockings, legs open, my own juices flowing down my legs. Hands tied behind my back and my face sideways on the sofa with a ball gag and blindfold on. I heard some undressing and felt the tip of his cock press against my pussy lips. It wasn’t there long as it slid in so easily. In shock I tried to get up - that was not my husbands cock inside me! It was longer and just felt different. Then I felt Andrew’s hands push me back down as he grabbed my hair with one hand and placed his other hand on my back, holding me down so I could not move. “You look too good not to share. Stay still silly little slut, we’re going to enjoy you.” The man fucking me held onto my ass as he pushed himself hard into me, over and over. He slapped my ass and made it sting and Andrew held onto my hair and kept the pressure on my back so I could not move. The man pulled out and I felt his cock press into my ass. His fingers reached round and played with my clit as he eased himself inside my ass. He pushed himself in as far as he could go then pulled out before pushing in hard and fucking me hard for several minutes while he slapped my ass. He held himself still after a while and used both his hands to take hold of my hair from Andrew. “Use my belt” I heard him say. I felt a leather belt slowly wrap around my neck and get tightened. They’d now got me on a leash. I’d never felt so filthy. After a couple of quick thrusts as he pulled back my hair the stranger pulled out of my ass and I felt myself pulled by my leash. I was pulled upwards so I was now standing up. The stranger took hold of my arms and steadied me, as my hands were still tied behind my back. I wasn’t led far. Just to the front of the sofa and pushed down onto my knees. I felt hands on the back of my head undoing the buckle and as soon as the ball gag was taken out of my mouth Andrew’s cock took its place. He held onto my head and fucked my mouth, choosing the speed and how far he wanted me to take it. He’s about 6 inches so I can swallow his whole cock without a problem. And I did. Repeatedly. After holding it in my throat for long enough to make me need air he pulled out and turned my head to the left where another cock was waiting to be sucked. I took it and sucked hard as I felt myself pulled forward by the leash. I could taste my own ass on it. It felt about an inch bigger than my husbands, but not as wide and I easily took it into my throat. The stranger held both sides of my head, covering my ears so I could barely hear. I still had the blindfold on so could not see. I was reliant on them holding me upright as my hands were still tied behind my back . I felt completely helpless and had never been so wet. My own juices were steadily dripping down my legs, getting my new stockings damp. I did not hear Andrew get off the sofa, but I felt him push my legs apart and start sucking on my pussy as he pushed two fingers inside it. He got faster and faster with his fingers until I squirted on his face as I came. He slapped my pussy as he pulled his head out. Then without waiting pushed his cock into my still sensitive pussy. I could do nothing to stop him as his quick thrusts pushed my head onto the man’s cock. They pushed me back and forth like this until I felt Andrew cum inside me. The stranger still had his cock in my mouth as Andrew pulled out of me. The leash tightened as it pulled me off his cock and the ball gag was immediately put back in my mouth. My hands were untied and then retied in front of me. I was directed to lie on my back and I felt the stranger hold my legs wide open and high in the air so my ass was barely touching the floor anymore. His cock pushed straight into my ass as Andrew pulled my tied hands over my head and held them against the floor. The stranger pummelled me hard and fast as my screams were muffled by the gag. Andrew reached down and fingered my clit and pussy as I was literally buggered senseless. The pace was kept steady and I came, my ass gripping the strangers cock. This wasn’t enough to tip him over the edge and he kept pounding me through my orgasm which made me scream despite the gag and forced me straight into another, even more massive orgasm. Andrew kept playing with my clit and the stranger kept pounding as my whole body spasmed with the force of it. My ass clenched so much at this point that he had no chance. I felt him empty himself inside me as I started to shake. I was starting to pass out as I heard him laugh and say “Nice to finally meet you Debs. Andrew told me you were worth the journey”. I felt him undo his belt from my neck then he kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear “You’re one hot slut. Andrew’s a lucky man.” After that he dressed and left. Andrew won’t tell me who it was but he keeps hinting that I know him. I don’t know which man out there has seen me at my most sluttish. I could walk past him in the street and only he would know that I had tasted my own ass on his cock. I do hope he’ll turn up again soon. I enjoyed being their slut. Just the thought of it has me permanently horny.