15 Oct 2017
I can do what I want now!
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I am a petite brunette with a small but shapely figure, late forties at the time and twice married, brown eyes with hair that sits on my shoulders. I certainly get noticed by guys which for obvious reasons I fully enjoy, much to my amusement (and thrill) I have been described as a MILF. I am quite vivacious and even mischievous at times. I can be very open and even upfront and I love life. I do regard myself as sexy, even quite naughty. I am intelligent, know how to behave, and when, there is of course a time to be a lady but on saying that I do have a naughty, even slutty side.
I have a great open sex life with my husband; we had even in the past been naughty to a point of inviting a guy back to our hotel room one holiday. Needless to say it was awesome. He was a good few years younger than us; I think all his birthdays came at once! My hubby and I had often talked about it, we shared everything, and he loved me telling him about my previous and many exploits prior to us marrying. I would tell him about ex-boyfriends, ex work colleagues, he didn’t want the seedy details spared either. He used to get off me telling him and I enjoyed telling him the naughty bits, it was like I was reliving a naughty fuck or a dirty blow job all over again. I told him about being used by a couple of guys; I was going through a shitty divorce, felt low and these guys helped me out so to speak. One was a guy at work and the other a local window cleaner. Both fucked me whenever they wanted, and they often wanted! The window cleaner would sometimes pop round on a Saturday; sometimes it was awkward I had to ensure the kids were out. He wasn’t interested in that though he just wanted me to service him. I loved doing it and being used just for sex, after such a sexless marriage it was awesome being treated and viewed like that. More than once I couldn’t get rid of the kids and I just “nipped to the shops” but in reality I met him behind a garage and gave him a blow job in his van. I used to feel so naughty making an excuse to the kids knowing I was just going to suck a guy off during his break, then just come home as if everything was normal. Once I had brought him off, we both had to leave quite quickly, he would return to work and I would run to the shops to get anything just to support my story to the kids, strange but quite exciting feeling running around the supermarket knowing my lipstick was probably smudged from sucking his cock and me still being able to taste his cum as I shopped. I used to love the naughtiness standing at the check-out making small talk to the check-out girl or other women in the queue (sometimes even guys) knowing that literally minutes before I had had a guy’s cock filling my pretty mouth with a big load of his cream. It used to give me a real a kick. I always knew there may be an errant globule of his cum somewhere too, when I blew him I always tried to make sure he came in my mouth, he insisted too, but I know from experience when an excited guy blows sometimes he can really blow, so even when your mouth is ready it may not all go in your mouth! There is always a chance of a missed globule, in your hair, on your chin, blouse wherever. I honestly think the window cleaner would have let me leave without telling me I had spunk in my hair as well. It would have got him off a slut housewife leaving his van showing tell-tale signs of just giving a blow job!
The guy at work, he was awesome, really nice but equally as demanding. He too fucked me and had blowjobs whenever he chose. I worked in an office with another girl, Jane, she only worked 2 days so this manager would fuck me the other 3, sometimes more than once a day. It was easy for him the days when I was alone in the office. Although he enjoyed the days when Jane was there. It used to give him a kick asking me to get her out of the office so I could give him a blow job. I would send Jane on some inane visit to accounts or something or to collect something from post. I would use that as an excuse to be alone in the office for him. This guy would watch her leave and come to the office and I would service him with my mouth. We rarely had time to fuck but a quick blow job was cool. I loved being used in such a fashion and how no one walked in while I was sucking his cock was beyond me. I think it was that he enjoyed. He always told me I had to swallow; he couldn't have spunk marks on his suit! This wasn’t a problem as I loved his cum, but it was turn on being told I had to swallow so forcefully! Although one time he got too excited and squirted his load all over my desk. It was nice seeing a nice wet sperm stain in a nice line on the desk calendar all afternoon. There was also cum down the side of my teacup and on my keyboard that I struggled to remove, it had dribbled between the keys. Often wondered what Jayne thought when she returned, there I was with a folded tissue trying to wipe sperm from between the keys, “If only you knew girl” I laughed to myself! Needless he wasn’t interested he just insisted I clean him up; he put himself away and left the office. He wasn't bothered how much of his cum was on my desk or how awkward it was to wipe off either it wasn't his problem! I always felt that if he had known that it had been awkward for me wiping his cum from between the keys he would have had me pull him off over desk more often. As it was he enjoyed me sucking him off. The excitement was just knowing I had just been used to relieve his tension and bring him off was overwhelming for me. I was just there to give him a good climax, somewhere for him to put his load. I found this so exciting even more so when I knew Jane would only be away 15 minutes. I knew once I had started sucking him off I was always on a timescale! The days when Jayne wasn’t working were the days when he would fuck me in the office, we had far more time and would get left alone and obviously he took advantage of that fact. It wasn’t unusual for him to fuck me than once, always mid-morning/lunchtime and sometimes he would text me saying I had to work late, there was never any work involved. When he felt really mischievous he would ask someone in the office to tell me I was needed after hours. I’m sure other people in adjacent offices knew what was happening. But hey ho I was enjoying myself! There was once he even took me to meet a client “In order to get some development” in facing the client. I laughed to myself when my manager told me that he had OK’d it. Development with the client indeed! He was taking me to look after his cock, yes I did meet the client but on and off I seemed to spend most of the day with his cock in my mouth! Which if I am honest wasn’t a problem, I loved it, although being dropped off at home was awkward, my hubby soon to be my ex was in looking after the kids. We hadn’t officially split as yet so on entry I asked if the kids had been good and gave him an open mouth kiss on the lips, he asked what that was for, no reason I said. It gave me such a kick knowing that only minutes previously I had had my bosses cock in my mouth and had gently kissed it goodbye!
But that was the past, some time ago; he left to go another regional office, I’m sure he will be fucking some secretary or some accounts girl. I moved across town and the window cleaner will have no doubt found another bored slut house wife to suck his dick.
Anyway I have digressed slightly though it is important to my story, we had often discussed an addition to our fun sex life and being on holiday it was said that if we introduce a third party to our bed this was the place. Probably said by me actually, it was holiday time and I was semi naked almost all week and several guys had been paying attention to me. It was nice to be watched, complimented and commented on by young fit guys. I wasn’t averse to giving the odd guy a naughty wink or a knowing look when I was being eyed up throughout the week. This one younger guy in particular took my attention, my husband and I laughed and said how could we do this? I said it would be easy, I had had a drink and if my hubby was good to go through with it I would just go a talk to him. I figured this guy knew we were soon leaving, it would be fun for him so I didn’t think he would refuse such an offer. I knew I looked pretty good too! My husband agreed I should approach him. In the end it was far easier than I thought. I just asked him outright! I said we had talked and discussed and we were out for some fun before going home. His eyes lit up and said what sort of fun? I just said confidently looking directly into his eyes if he was ok with my hubby being there he would probably cum in my mouth before midnight! I touched his lips with my forefinger as I spoke, I felt it gave him some sort of reassurance that I was telling the truth. I saw in his eyes he was hooked and he realised his luck was in. He smiled, quite a nice smile actually; I really liked the look of him, quite fancied him to be honest. He was tall, sexy, a gorgeous smile, looked fit and was certainly the type of guy I would have fucked before getting married, either a one off holiday fuck or something more regular at home. My hubby walked up, tentatively and we introduced ourselves properly and after a short while we asked him if he wanted to follow us to our room. We went to our room and the two of them stripped me shamelessly, then they stripped themselves almost threatening me with their excited manhood. But I was beyond being threatened, I knew the power I had over them. I just told them to bring it on! My new friend was awesome, bigger cock than my husband and far more staying power. In fact my husband largely took a back seat while this new lover fucked me all over the room. At one point my husband held my arms behind my neck holding me down as I was fucked hard and deep by our friend. I was happy to let him. The 3 of us fucked and sucked for hours, after an hour or so my hubby was ready and I asked our new friend if he had ever seen a guy cum in a girl’s mouth. He said only in vids, so I told him I would give him a bit of a show and arranged myself so he could watch me closely. My husband stood in front of me with me on my knees, I sat back on my haunches. My husband’s cock bounced in front of my face, our new friend watched intently as with a mixture of hand and mouth I brought him off into my mouth. He was amazed as he watched my husband fill my mouth with his cum. My husband’s cum although for the most part going into my mouth still splashed my cheek and chin and I was aware that at one point as I sat back that I had cum dribble from my chin down onto my naked tits. I showed them both the creamy sperm in my mouth, laughing and teasing, I swallowed. I then pointed out the spunk on my tits, I wiped a finger across my chin and lip where there was more cum. I held a large droplet on my finger and played with it, half letting it dribble off my finger but quickly turning my hand so his cum wrapped around my finger. I laughed and teased the two mesmerised guys and then put the cummy finger into my mouth making a loud smacking noise with my lips as I did so. I giggled and asked my new friend if he enjoyed the show. He stood and stepped over to me, his cock huge and bulbous, I laughed and said you obviously have. He said ‘God, I want to fuck you!” “OK, do it” I said, and with that I opened my legs for him again. He soon pushed me back and pushed his cock deep into me aching pussy. I just lay there as he fucked me hard.
My husband then sat back and watched this guy perform on me, and yes he did fuck me good, it was nice feeling his big cock being rammed up my tight pussy my husband only feet away. We had both achieved our fantasy, he had seen a guy fuck me and I had the opportunity to be a whore for a couple of guys. I loved it, and if I am honest I hit a point where I didn’t give a fuck whether or not my husband liked it or not! I enjoyed myself. When the time came and he could take any more true to my promise I brought him off with my mouth, well after midnight though! When my new lover was ready I told him I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to taste his cream, I put him in a position where my husband could watch me finish him with my mouth, promises are after all promises. After about ten minutes of sucking this guy’s awesome cock he let go of his load, he just couldn’t stop himself. I love when guys are enjoying the sensations on their cocks that much they just don’t want to let go, they hang on for as long as they can but in the end just lose control land have to squirt. He was like that trying his utmost not to cum and in turn I was trying my utmost to make him cum. I won! I felt his hot sperm squirt, and then pump. I didn’t move my mouth until I knew he was spent. It took a minute or so with his cock all the time pumping and throbbing, each time smaller amounts of cum being released until it was just throbbing I had drained all his cum. I then lifted my mouth and showed them both his cum in my mouth, again his load just like is cock and staying power overshadowed that of my husband, he had a fantastic amount of cum and I struggled not to dribble. I was amazed, I loved it, I was showing my husband I had a mouthful of another guys cum! The excitement nearly overwhelmed me. I swallowed my second big mouthful of cum that night. My hubby said he loved it and it reminded him of all the sexy BJ stories I had told him in the past. We had a drink, I stayed naked, we had a laugh and our satisfied lover left. As he dressed I cheekily asked if I could kiss his cock goodbye, He laughed saying yeah, my husband just looked on as I bent down and gave this awesome guys cock a gentle open mouth kiss before he left.
We returned from our hols all hyped up with the story of me finishing this guy with my mouth the topic of our chat. My hubby loved watching me do it.
On return from our hols needless to say it was back to normal. We hadn’t discussed me being fucked by another guy again, although I certainly hadn’t forgotten the experience, I loved being a slut for the guys, me sucking this guy off and taking the mouthful of his guy’s cum was often discussed though, that was something my husband loved to talk about or get me to talk about when he was fucking me. I started to think it was something that going to just be a naughty holiday memory. My husband probably wouldn’t want to do it again or at least not close to home. It was also me in the bar that initiated the sexy session that night. I resigned it to being a one off. I thought maybe it would be a holiday treat, maybe I only I get to be a real whore and get fucked like that once a year!
What changed things were several weeks after our return the manager to had previously moved returned to our office. He was a good looking as ever. The way he looked at me was surprisingly warming. He said he was so pleased I hadn’t left and looked forward to working with me, I melted. I could see that knowing glint in his eye he had expectations. I had no intention of being unfaithful, (if my hubby is there like on holiday and aware of everything I don’t count that as being unfaithful!) I had no intention of betraying my husband, ever! That night I thought I would be honest and tell my husband he had returned. My husband was unusually quiet; he asked if this was the guy that had just used me for sex and blow jobs? I said yes, I told him everything was OK and would be totally honest with him and what had happened in the past, was that the past. He smiled and said that was good, as long as I told him before anything happened he was cool with the idea. This confused me, “tell him before anything happened? Was he giving me the green light as long as I told him?" I asked him outright. I was telling I had no intention of being unfaithful but was he saying he was good with the idea of me being used by this guy as long as he knows? “Yeah I am happy for him to carry on just tell me beforehand!” That was my loving husband’s response.
I was furious and stormed off. How he dare give me the OK to fuck? Who the fuck did he think he was? He told me to stop being over dramatic, I used to fuck this guy and we had both seen me blow a guy so what was the issue? I slept alone that night. The following day after a restless night we got ready for work in silence, as I left he came to kiss me goodbye I offered a cheek reluctantly. He said I looked good, don’t fall out with me. I left telling him saying that him giving me the OK to have sex with a guy like I’m his to give really pissed me off, who the fuck was he to say it was OK? I finished by telling I would make sure that he would be the first to know if was up for it! He apologised saying it had brought back memories of our holiday fling and had excited him. I told him to fuck off quietly as I walked out of the door. He just grunted “whatever…. Enjoy yourself” I drive off at that.
As I drove the more and more warmed to the idea of being paid attention to by this guy. This was only reinforced when I saw him in reception. We shared polite small talk though I knew we were both checking each other out. I went to my office after enjoying my little flirt but still angry with my husband, “how fucking dare he?” Several hours of tedium went by as invoice after invoice was processed, my mind wondered. Then I thought fuck I would test him out. I thought about his comment, “Whatever. Enjoy yourself” deep down it pissed me off. I’ll see what he actually thinks I thought. I took my phone, opened the messages and typed. “You say you’re OK with it, I’m sending Jane to Officeworks and will be alone in my office, I’m going to ask Dave if wants to join me. You still OK with it? A message pinged back almost immediately “Yeah, what are you going to do?” I thought you fucking bastard as I read his response. “Anything he fucking wants!” I typed quickly “Cool just let me know”. I thought you cunt and immediately text Dave. “I am sending Jane to Officeworld, later is there a time suits you and do you want anything?” I waited nervously for a response, it took some 15 minutes for a reply; I assume he was in a meeting. “11.45 is good time and yes I do.”
Jane left about 11.30 and almost immediately Dave walked in, I sat there almost nervously as he walked around to the side of my desk. I was head height with his groin. Nothing was said at all and I reached up and touched him outside his trousers. I could feel him starting to swell inside this thin material, I was transfixed by his groin, I knew he was watching me and I heard his breathing change as I slowly undid his belt. “I thought you were married now?” I heard him whisper; “I am” “mmm, well married or not you know what I want.” He said quite forcefully. I acknowledged his comment by rubbing my fingers firmly along the outside of his trousers; I traced the shape of his cock with my finger as if to reassure him of my intention. As if of course he needed any reassurance. I slowly unzipped him, I smiled gently and once his belt and his trousers were loose and open I gently pulled the elastic forward on his boxers and gently but firmly put my hand inside, it was my turn to hesitate and I became aware my breathing becoming heavy and laboured as I put my hand around his cock, I felt it getting firmer and bigger as I held it. I lifted it out clear of his boxers so I could see it properly, my face level and was inches away from his manhood so I had a perfect view. It was just as I remembered, sensational. It was about seven inches long, thick, it had a fantastic girth and I loved the feel of my hand around it, it was uncut and veiny, and as I slowly pulled his foreskin back to reveal his bulbous, bluey purple bell end I smiled and looked up at him. I loved it; he looked down at me with contempt, his growing cock in my hand literally millimetres from my cheek and warm lips. “You haven’t changed at all have you? Your still a cock sucking slut” he said quietly, I loved the way he both looked and spoke to me, I was there for no other reason than to gratify him, to service his cock and empty his balls of their cream. I was nothing, just a whore for him and I loved feeling like that. I spoke quietly “cock sucking? it’s what I do best”. I felt him laugh to himself. His cock hardened as I gently pulled it, the blue vein becoming ever more pronounced, his purple blue bell end becoming ever more swollen as I pulled his skin gently up and down the length of his cock . I stroked his thick cock down my face enjoying the velvety feel of his bell end as it touched my cheek, I felt the sticky pre-cum on my cheek, I wiped it his cock down so I could feel it on my lips. I stroked his hot velvety bell end over my pursed lips relishing in the touch. He just watched me, both our breathing getting faster as I firmly manipulated his cock. I pulled the skin right back as far as it would go then slowly pulled it forward to conceal his bell end, I repeated the action to reveal his bulbous knob again, I then concealed it again. I slowly wanked his cock enjoying every motion I made on his gorgeous cock. I watched him as he watched me take this small globule of pre-cum off my bottom lip with my tongue. I relished the sweet musky taste. I delicately licked the end of his cock barely touching him, teasing, but tasting more of him. I knew he was watching me manipulate his manhood, which excited me so much more. I watched and squeezed harder with my hand gently but very firmly pulling his cock as a second droplet of pre-cum appeared on his japs eye. I kissed the end of his cock, first a gentle delicate kiss that took this droplet on my lips making a delicate string of pre-cum between my lips and his bell end as I moved my mouth away, I followed with a second kiss, this time a more open mouth kiss taking in much of his bell end into my mouth as I did so, I squeezed his cock tasting more of him. The third kiss although intended to be a kiss was hardly one as Dave pushed his groin forward and held my head. In an instant I felt his solid cock fill my mouth. I couldn’t move and he couldn’t wait any longer. It’s a fantastic feeling having a mouthful of cock, knowing that a guy wanted so much to put his cock in your mouth and you finally allow him access to this most private of places. I find having a guy’s cock in my mouth is so much more personal than having a guy in my pussy, so much more is expected of you, whereas when a guy fucks you he can take over and just ram home. Sitting there at your desk at work with a guy’s cock in your mouth is soooooo dirty. I find the thought that sitting at work fully dressed sucking a guy off is a much dirtier, a much sluttier act than letting him fuck you. Your mouth is so much more special, a guy who has his cock in your mouth owns you. He held my head firmly as he pushed forward and gently rocked forward creating a fucking motion as his cock penetrated my soft lips deep into my warm mouth. I was aware he holding my ponytail wrapping it around his hand and fingers as he pushed himself forward. I pulled his trousers and boxers further down and gently stroked his heavy balls with my nails. He pushed further into my mouth enjoying the sensations. (Guys like their balls scratched while they are having their cocks sucked!) As I put my hands around his back and held his bum as he pushed his groin forward his cock going deeper into my mouth. Dave was gently but firmly fucking my mouth. I heard him say quietly “you are one dirty slut wife” he grunted and whispered “cock sucking whore”. I just sat there and allowed him full access to my mouth, I just accepted that my mouth was there for one purpose, for his cock, to gratify his needs; my warm mouth was just there for his cum, just a warm, wet, inviting place for him release the pressure on his heavy balls and to unload his seed into. He stood there holding my head and just fucked my mouth gently at first but as his excitement grew so did the intensity of his movement. But my comfort wasn’t in his thoughts it was all about emptying his heavy balls at this point, I started to feel him tense, his legs trembled and I felt and his cock swell in my mouth. There was a heavy taste of pre-cum and I knew he was going to give me a mouthful of his sperm very soon, he was going to let go and just unload his cum into my mouth, He held my ponytail tight so I couldn’t move, but I also held his bum I wasn’t going to allow him to remove his cock from my mouth even if he had wanted to. I heard him breathing deep, panting, he started to curse, and he liked to talk dirty especially when he was close to climax. He told me he was going to cum in my mouth and I was a dirty bitch. I loved hearing it and wanted to tell him to unload in my mouth but I couldn’t speak due to the sheer amount of cock in my mouth. Then I heard him grunt, saying again I was nothing more than a slut wife and then he came in large torrents deep in my throat, some of his cum squirted directly down my throat, the rest filled my mouth. I gagged but he held my head firm and I held his bum. The next minute seemed to last forever, his cock swelled, it pulsed and throbbed, it was awesome as his cream filled my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed. I felt and tasted his hot cum as his cock just seemed to pump in my mouth for ages. I heard him telling me to" take it, just take it slut. Your dirty married whore mouth full of cum! Take it, that's all your mouth is good for...cum, does your husband know you suck guys off at work you dirty bitch?" I made sure I did take it. His cock seemed to be in my mouth for an age but it eventually started to lose some of its firmness and slowed in its throbbing until it stopped pumping his gorgeous load into my mouth. I had swallowed what seemed to be oceans of his sperm, but I knew I still had some of this gorgeous cream in my mouth. I gently lifted my mouth off his now softening cock, I looked up and I showed him some of his cum on my tongue, he looked down again with contempt. I made sure he could see his cum clearly in my mouth; I allowed a little cum to dribble onto my lip and chin. He wiped my chin with his finger and put it in my mouth, I gently sucked his warm cum off his finger. I swallowed and moved my head forward kissing his cock as I did so. “You filthy bitch” he said quietly He looked down and asked if his cock was clean? I nodded and said yes, his cock looked awesome and I was still transfixed by it. As if to prove it was clean to Dave I peeled his foreskin fully back and held it so he could see, I leant forward and put it in my mouth again, I rolled my tongue inside his foreskin and could feel the velvety texture of his bell end against the soft pliable fore skin. I knew any remaining cum would be found and eagerly taken by my searching tongue. I could now get all of his cock in my mouth in this more flaccid state. I felt his balls on my chin as I sucked deep and squeezed his shaft and tasted the very last of his sperm on my tongue. I really love a cock that has just unloaded.
Finally I smiled still holding his flaccid cock, I gently rolled and pulled his foreskin forward to totally conceal his bell end as if I was putting it away. “There you are” I said smiling as if talking to a small child. He stepped back and pulled his boxers and trousers up and as he did so he said sneeringly “you are one slut, mmm, married slut too! I bet you husband doesn’t know you blow guys at work does he?” I never answered and he left zipping up his trousers as he walked and I was left to wipe his cum off my chin and make sure there were no errant globules of his sperm anywhere. I sat for several minutes enjoying both the taste of Dave’s cum in my mouth and thought of what I had just done and how dirty I had just been.
Once I had caught my breath after reflecting on my filthy twenty minutes with Dave I picked up my phone and text my bastard husband. “Blow job, OK?”
He text back instantly. “Really! You have given him a blow job? Cool or fucking what?” What a fucking wanker I thought, but we did have awesome sex that night, he listened intently to my story, loving it as I described in detail exactly what I did and how I sucked Dave off in the office. I even went into detail about how Dave called me a slut wife and a whore. I described Dave’s cock in detail to my husband making appoint of telling him that Dave had both a bigger and thicker cock than him. It was so exciting me telling my husband that this guy was bigger. It turned me on to a point where I told him, for effect not that Dave had a bigger cock it was that he had a smaller cock, I felt that would be much more humiliating for my husband.
Now I have pretty much a free range do as I want, I just tell my husband what I want to do, he thinks about it, we have sex, I talk about it more, it excites him thinking about it and he gives me the OK to do whatever. Though in reality now I am not really interested in whether he says yes or no, I’m not interested in his approval to fuck or blow guys, it just gives me a get out clause if I am caught out. I have obviously more than indicated that there is more than a bit of a slut in me, so now with my husband’s blessing, (like I need it!) there aren’t many guys in the office that either haven’t had a BJ or fucked me at some point. I have also “done” most of my hubbies friends too, he isn’t aware of all of them though. I even blew a black guy who my hubby plays football with as a thank you for a lift home one evening after I had had a drink with the girls. He is blissfully unaware of that indiscretion. Looking forward to the opportunity to repeat it!
Oh yeah, Jane spends a lot of her time out the office as well!