Well here I am again. I wasn’t expecting to be writing another story on anything quite so soon, but things seem to be happening a lot faster than I ever thought they would. This story is a bit long, but people told me they liked the detail that I put in last time and there is a lot of detail this time!!
To give some context to this you will probably need to read my 1st story which I wrote on the 2th February called “Never thought I would do something like this”. I have put the link below (not sure if that is allowed)
So hopefully now you have read my 1st story of how I played with a very nice young man at a night club while my husband was watching. I still can’t believe I did it, because I had never done anything like that before in my life.
Since then, my husband and I have been discussing what we might do in the future. We both enjoyed the experience so much, that we are both been keen for something similar to occur at some point. My husband kept telling me, that the idea of some other guy actually inside me would the biggest turn on for him. I would say maybe, but I don’t think I am ready for that yet.
Anyway, a couple of days ago, my husband started suggesting I should pop in to his best mate’s house on the way home from work for a bit of “fun”. I was quite shocked at first. Firstly, I had never considered doing something with someone I actually knew already (he was the best man at our wedding I have known him for 25 years). Secondly, I pointed out to my husband that he would not be there to watch, so why would he want it to happen. He said, if he knew I was round someone else’s house and they would giving me a “good hard pounding” (his words, not mine!) it would drive him mad and be a massive turn on for him. Also he would love me to tell him every detail of what happened afterwards while he slowly made love to me.
Now Paul (the best friend) has been divorced a couple of years and hasn’t had a relationship since. He is often round our house these days. He is a big flirt and not shy. He has been suggesting for the last 2 years that my husband should share me with him. I have always taken this as a joke and even joked along with it. It all became a bit different when my husband suggested I actually do it.
So my position started as an absolute definite “NO”. But over a couple of days, my husbands repeated requests started to make me think about it. The fact that it was going to turn him on so much began to turn me on. Also Paul keeps himself in very good shape and I started to imagine what it would be like.
Then yesterday happened. I was still saying “NO” to my husband’s requests. He was texting me while I was at work. But I was starting to get more and more horny during the day. Partly because of imagining what it would be like if it happened and partly because of the various email conversations I was having with people who had responded to my 1st story. I have had quite of few emails from people saying how much the liked the story and asking me lots of questions. There are several people where I have had quite long email conversations and even to my surprise, I had exchanged some pretty intimate pictures with them. I had always been adamant that my naughty pictures were for my husband’s eyes only, but now several people have seen pictures of me naked. Some of the guys talked to me about how I hard I had made them and had even masturbated due to my pictures. This made me super horny. One guy even dared me to go without my panties at work and I did!
So by the end of the day I was so horny, I thought what the hell, lets just do it. So I rang my husband to tell him what I was doing. I thought he was going to have multiple orgasms right there and then on the phone with his reaction. I then got in my car and drove to Paul’s house and parked up outside his house. I started to have second thoughts, thinking this absolutely crazy and 2 weeks ago the thought of it would absolutely horrify me. I was just thinking about driving away when Paul came out the front door of his house and walked up to my car. My husband had text him to let him know I was on my way. I felt like I couldn’t really say no. I got out the car and he gave me a kiss on the cheek and beckoned me into his house. It felt really awkward and not natural.
Because so many of you liked that I described what I was wearing in my last post, I had it better do it again this time. I was still in my office clothes. I had a shortish tight dark grey skirt on and a black short sleeved, very thin (but not quite see thru) blouse on. Black high heeled shoes. Black stockings with a sexy lace bit at the top and matching black lacy bra, thong and suspender belt. Although these were my work clothes, I still felt very sexy in them.
When we got inside I felt even more awkward. Paul could sense I was really uncomfortable. He said if I wanted I could just go home. I was torn, as part of me really wanted to do it and the other part was screaming at me saying “No don’t be so stupid”. I decided to ring my husband and tell him what I was feeling. I said to him it was different at the club when things happened before because I had drunk quite a lot and that had taken away all my inhibitions. He suggested that I went down the pub with Paul for bit and have a few drinks and then see how I felt. If I was not into it then, I could just get a taxi home. So I thought I would give it a go and see what happens.
Paul was completely cool about it. So we walked to a pub that was 5 minutes from his house and started to drink. Now that the pressure was off, I began to relax. Paul is very good company and a good laugh and also very flirty. After 3 large glasses of wine I was really relaxed and really enjoying flirting with him. I was sitting on a stool at one end of the bar and he was standing next to me. He ventured to put his arm around me and I hardly noticed at first because it seemed so natural. I sort of snuggled in to him a bit and it felt really good. I could feel myself getting more horny. He was very complementary about how sexy I looked. He told me that my husband has said about me removing my bra at the night club. He asked would I do that again now. The idea really excited me. No one was looking in our direction so I quickly slipped the bra straps off my shoulders and reached up inside the back of my blouse and undid the clasp and removed the bra and then put it in his hand. Because my blouse was thin and clingy the shape of my boobs were clear for him to see. The way he was looking at me made me even hornier. I whispered in his ear “Shall will go back to you place then”. I then texted my husband “No need for the taxi!”.
We walked out the pub and a cold gust wind hit us. I could tell by the looks on the faces of the 2 guys who were just about to walk in that my blouse had hugged in my body in the wind and showed off every contour of my boobs. We started to walk back. Paul put his arm around my waist, I responded by doing the same. I slide my hand down on to his butt. I could straightaway feel that his time he spent down the gym was worth it. He butt was strong and muscular. He slide his down as well and we fondled each others butts as we walked along. I was getting more and more horny. We were walking past a small shop when Paul pulled me into the doorway. He pushed me up against the door and then his body into mine. He leant down and starting to kiss me and run his hands up and down my body, on my hips, up my sides, on my neck, in my hair, stroking my face and then down on to my boobs. I am not sure if it was what he was doing or the cold air, but I was getting shivers all over my body. I grabbed his butt with both my hands and pulled him in really tight so I could feel his groin tight in to mine. Damm it felt so good. I could feel myself getting more and more aroused. We stayed there for a few minutes, really turning ourselves on. A few people walked passed us and some even starred, but I didn’t care.
We then walked back to his house. We went into his living room and his hands were all over me again. He started to rub my pussy through my skirt and I could feel it was making my thong very damp. He then started to undo the buttons of my blouse to expose my boobs. I suddenly stopped him and said “what if you housemate comes down the stairs”. He smiled and said he was working a night shift and wouldn’t be around until the morning and then continued to remove my blouse. He gently caressed my bare breasts. He said he had wanted to feel them for the last 25 years and that they were better than he ever had imagined. He then bent down and started to gently kiss and suck and nibble at my nipples. I have very sensitive nipples and oh it felt so, so good. While he was doing this, I began to unbutton his jeans. I put my hand inside and down into his boxers and was greeted by a large, thick and very hard cock. Paul had always boasted about how good his cock was and we had always laughed. But much to my excitement I could feel now that his boasts were justified. I just had to get a taste, so I knelt down in front of him and pulled his jeans down and then his boxers until his cock sprang out and I could see it in its full glory. I gently started rubbing my tongue up and down it and kissing the top of it. I could tell from his groans he was enjoying the tease but was desperate for me to place my mouth fully around him. I teased for a little longer and I felt his pre-cum starting to ouse out. I gently slide his cock into his mouth and I could feel his whole body tense up. I eased more and more of his cock into my mouth. I tasted and felt so good. I started to suck, gently at first and gradually more and more vigorously. He responded by gradually moving his cock backwards and forwards in my mouth. He was gentle with it and didn’t try to force it.
After about 10 minutes he stepped back and gently pulled my up to a standing position. He took his jeans and boxers off and his tshirt and his body looked so so fit and strong. He then walked round behind me and unzipped my skirt and it fell to the floor leaving me just in my stockings, suspender belt, thong and high heels. He pulled me close in to him and I could feel his cock up against the small of my back. With one hand he reached round and gently felt my breast and with the other he slowly slid it down the front of my thong. When his finger tip reached my clit I felt a shudder run through me. He started to really work my clit. Boy was he good at it. He knew just how to touch me. We must have been like that for a good 15 minutes. Actually good is an understatement. It was one of the most sensual and exhilarating 15 minutes I had ever experienced. For most of it he managed to hold me right on the edge of an orgasm. I was getting more and more desperate to feel his large hard cock go deep inside me.
Paul then stopped and then pulled my thong off. He walked me over to his sofa and he sat down with his erect cock sticking up in front of me. He beckoned me to sit on his lap. I didn’t need much encouragement. I climbed on to him and gradually lowered down until I could feel the tip of his cock start to separate my very wet lips. I slowly lowered further and my lips fully parted and he slide in so easily. I lowered myself down until his whole length was deep inside me. This was only the 3rd cock that had ever been inside me. There was my husbands and that didn’t happen until our wedding night and there was the guy who had taken my virginity when I was 17 and that was a one off mistake.
I then started to work up and down on his bare cock. I was acutely aware of the warm skin of his cock sliding backwards and forwards against my lips. Paul had one hand on my butt cheek and the other on one my breast. When I was starting to slide down Paul gave a sudden and strong thrust up. OMG it was incredible and sent me in to my first orgasm of the night. I had never orgasmed so easily before. Now one thing you should know about me is am a bit of a squirter. Well actually, more of a gusher (my husband’s nickname for me is Niagra due to my excessive flow of liquid!). I gushed all over Paul’s cock and down on to his balls and legs. This sent him wild and he pushed up more and more vigorously. I could he feel him so deep. Because he was so turned on, it didn’t take long before his whole body tensed up and I could feel his warm cum flood out deep inside me. He pulled my head down to his and we had a long passionate kiss. He was still inside me and I could feel his cock quivering and ousing.
After a few minutes I got off of him and sat down beside him on the sofa. We were a real mess due to my gushing and his cum.
I picked up my phone and rang my husband on video chat. With the speed he had answered, it I could tell he had been waiting for a call all evening. I held the phone up so that he could see that we were both sitting naked on the sofa together. I could see from the smile on his face and the look in his eyes, this was everything he had expected it to be. I told him I was a bit of a mess and tilted the phone so he could see my pussy. Paul’s cum was seeping out and running down on to the sofa.
I told my husband that I will get a taxi back home and tell him all the details. He then said I should stay the night at Paul’s and then drive home and tell him about it in the morning. I didn’t take much convincing, so I hung up and let Paul lead me up to his room leaving my clothes strewn all over his living room and a sticky mess on the sofa.
As this post is so long already, I will write a separate one about what happened when we went upstairs and then what happened the next morning. I can’t believe how much has happened and changed in the last 2 weeks. I never thought I would have had experiences like these. But I have no regrets and who knows what more experiences I will have going forward.