If you have followed any of the previous account of things you will know that in my earlier years I had been a bit of a slut, meeting John my husband at a party. Now, we both realised we needed to get out of the rut we had allowed ourselves to get into and John had bought Paul a workmate into our lives around 6 months ago. During those 6 moths it was a cozy 3 some but tonight was my first time flying solo at Pauls flat, we fucked as soon as I got there ending up in bed after he had seeded me. Over the next couple of hours Paul I told him about much of my past, I had assumed that John had spoken with him at work but Paul said they had not gone into detail and enjoyed me telling him stuff about my past. We fucked again this time more comfortable in the bed, it was getting late and I thought I should make a move but Paul wanted me to stay saying he would take me home later, I didnt need much convincing.

As we lay in bed Paul asked if I wanted to be a slut again, I said something like I thought I was already, in his bed while John was at home with the kids. Paul said that he meant with other men, it was something that he liked to do, gangbangs and so on, if I wanted he would take me somewhere. I dont think I actually agreed to it but more importantly I didnt say No, nor did I tell John what had been suggested. The next Friday Paul collected me as arraged with John and off we drove, we were soon going in the opposite direction to Pauls flat and he reminded me of our conversation the previous week. We ended up at a pub 20 miles away, it was not the kind of pub where you would take family or friends, one of those busy during the day pubs but less busy in the evening when the workers had gone home. We sat at a table, Paul got the drinks and over the next hour he kneaded my tits and fingered my cunt under the table. The place had emptied some more and there were now just 4 drinkers plus us and the barman, the barman obviously decided it was time to call it a day with so few customers and anounced he would be closing in 15 mins. Paul turned to me and asked if I wanted to stay or go, I was being thick but Paul said if we stayed I would be expected to provide the entertainment as he put it, kneading my tits again without any concern for anyone watching, in fact my tits were almost out of my bra. Now the penny dropped, this was what Paul had suggested the previous week. I was hot for sex, Paul had been fingering me for an hour we both knew my cunt was soaking, part of me wanted it there and then and part of me was hesitating....John back home. Paul must have read my mind, John wants you to enjoy my friends, tell him when I take you home like you normally do.

Paul went to the bar and got another round of drinks, he must have said something to the barman because he now went to the others and got another round of drinks before bolting the doors. Paul now got my tits right out to the appreciation of the drinkers and then we shuffled up the bench seat away from the table, pulling my dress up. What started as Paul playing with me quickly turned to the drinkers taking their turn to finger me. Then I was naked on the bench legs apart, it was the barman who came over me first wanking his cock into my cunt and belly, the drinkers had pushed a couple of tables together and I was laid on my back with my legs over the edge, each leg was now held up by one guy while Paul fucked me, this was a different kind of fuck...it was urgent, Paul quickly seeded me, smiled, I smiled back pleased that he had enjoyed himself. Now the first of the drinkers used my cunt, he grunted after a few minutes I felt a trickle between my arse, now the second drinker was in my cunt, he lasted a little longer but grunted, called me whore and I felt him jerking inside of me. The other two took their turns each unloading their seeds into me. I went to the ladies to clean myself up and when I went back to the bar 3 of the guys had gone, there was just the second drinker, barman, Paul and I left. The 3 of them bent me over the tables and played with my cunt and arse for 5 mins or so then we got dressed and left. On the way home Paul pulled over we had a kiss and cuddle he told me how much he had enjoyed watching me and the others and asked if I had enjoyed it too. I had, but best of all he had enjoyed it. Back at home he came into the house John was still up in the lounge and Paul told me to tell John about our pub visit....John was getting hard just listening so I pulled my knickers down and bent over the sofa so he could come on my arse.