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Introduction:

Next steps on my journey
In my first chronicle I made brief mention of my affairs before cucking my husband

After my unexpected gang fuck the day before my Wedding organised by my sister who had no idea I was off the pill at that time, I did give birth to a son. I’ve never done a test, but we were wed at the end of May and he was born in March! Over a 30 hour period, I was fucked by 14 men, each numerous time also I sucked each and some took me anally. At the time it was my most adventurous sex and for years afterwards I did masturbate thinking back on that, thinking I’d never do that again. Besides being the first time I’d ever had multiple men working on my sexually in all three holes, it was my first colour experience with 3 black and 2 Asian men. Later I realised that all the guys were also lovers of my sister, and I had met some at parties at her place.

When we returned from our honeymoon and set up our own home, it did occur to me that we lived only 8 miles from my sister and I did register in my mind that a number of those men were possibly close to where we lived and it would take only a phone call to her to make contact, but I pushed those thoughts away. Anyway I was confirmed pregnant and started to show quite quickly. I had a difficult pregnancy with sickness almost every day and sex was mostly far from my mind.

I had a very casual sexual relationship with Paul, my brother in law, which amounted to us meeting once, sometimes twice a month. I knew my husband was doing the same with my sister. From Paul I knew that they got up to all sorts of sexual shenanigans with other guys involved and were exploring kinky sex games, he didn’t at that time expand on that and I didn’t ask.

My first affair occurred shortly after the birth of our son; Philip and Marge (David’s parents) lived only a few miles from us, they had both been over lots of times after Rob was born, then one afternoon Rob was maybe 6 weeks old, Philip dropped by on his own.

He been there about 20 minutes when Rob woke up, but as always the first thing Rob wanted was feeding. My breasts were big, fat and swollen, but I didn’t give it a second though to undo my top and lift a breast out of my bra to let Rob suckle on the distended nipple. Rob got on with it straight away, and I went back to my conversation with Philip, but I noticed he was distracted, as I realised why I felt 2 things; one a slow blush and another a wetness in my pussy. I will add here, that David and I had not had ‘satisfactory sex’ for about 6 months because of my pregnancy then with a baby which always seemed to be needing attention day and night, but mostly night. I had only that morning before Philip came over got him to sleep and had a couple of hours myself.

We were seated in stools in the kitchen drinking coffee, so as Rob suckled away, I could see that Philip had a hard on in his trousers, and I had a growing wetness. I vaguely recall Philip asking how long Rob took on each breast and replying that he’d have another minute or so before switching to the other. As I said that I was undoing the last buttons on my blouse, it fell to my elbows, Philip immediately got up to help me standing behind me, slipping my blouse off whilst I cradled Rob, He had placed his hands on my neck and ran them slowly down my back stopping at my bra strap, ever so slowly he unhooked my bra (as he said I could have said stop at any time), my breasts fell free and my bra joined the blouse on the table top and he walked around to face me. My breasts had nipples so swollen and hard they could have burst.

No pretence now, standing in front of me he cupped that breast and ran his fingers across the nipple (he said I gave the deepest groan). The sequence of events from there dissolved into a mess, I think I must have laid Rob back in his carry cot, as Philip pulled my jeans and panties down and took me over the kitchen table from behind, I cannot remember being wetter in my pussy before entry at any time in my life before then.

I remember I felt myself cum as his cock thrust all the way into me with one shove, his first cum came quickly, well before I wanted him too, But as if he didn’t want me changing my mind about what we were doing he dropped to his knees and started licking and sucking at my pussy and tonguing my anus. It felt fantastic, but after a few minutes I turned and this time I sank to my knees and enveloped his cock with my mouth.

For the next 2 hours we fucked and sucked each other, it was like being with David again on our first days together. Our second cum of the day ended up down each other’s throats, an during the second fuck, a more slow and considered one where he took me higher, after making me cum a couple of times, before he let his seed go into me, I had an OMG moment, I was totally unprotected. Since Rob’s birth I hadn’t gone back on the pill as my sex life with David was nil, my next date to start was 3 weeks away. Initially he came by almost every day; it was especially hot over those three weeks; so much so that at the time it came to start the pills again I put it off for another month. Later on I found he’d had the chop anyway, but at the time the illicit thrill was enormous.

So that’s how my affair with my father-in-law started. I was just turned 23 and so Philip was 48 (I think). Our affair was twice a week for most of the next few years. He was an extremely good lover who knew just how to get the most out of a woman. I would say that in the first two years he fucked me more often than his son. After our third meeting he asked me to dress in just high heels and stockings and to greet him at the front door like that. In the coming months he actually purchased for me some very elegant and expensive heels all over 4”. He loved me to open my front door fully wearing that attire and purposely took his time coming in, which was my first real experience of exhibitionism; at the time our house was overlooked by several others with a tiny front garden and a fairly busy road running past. Philip would ring the bell and take several steps back, he would say to me to stand fully in the door way, at first I was too timid to do so but as time went by, I met his ask. What I did notice was when I was getting ready I was becoming wet at the thought of my exposure not just the sex. Later for a variation and to add to my libido, he would park around the corner and vary the time of arrival, whilst we always agreed on the day he would slip by any time from noon to 2pm, so there were times of me walking around my house in the day, in just heels and stockings. The chance of being ‘caught out’ by someone else was modest but still there.

What I didn’t know at that time; was he had been fucking my mother regularly since meeting her just before my wedding, she was still a very attractive 44 year old, sometimes Dad would sit and watch them, sometimes they’d do a threesome. Then he was also at that time bedding my engaged 20 year old sister. I should have realised that he had something going with my mother and/or my sister, by some of the remarks he made at times. He even once or twice said something like ‘it would be great to invite your sister into bed’. He wasn’t by far, the first man to ever say that to me and I’d let it pass. Beside at that time I had no inclination of doing any ‘girl on girl’ with her. (how things change). But that’s for later.



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David and I had agreed to have two children in quick succession so they could grow up together, I didn’t go back on the pill after Robert was born; at the time I was regularly fucking with David, Paul and Philip. Paul was coming over for sex with me more often by this time and told me that my sister had him on a cuckold regime, she was off the pill and fucking one or two men every day, but she had him in a cock cage and on clean up duty. When he explained what he meant by ‘clean up duty’ I became very turned on by the idea of a husband licking his wife’s pussy after another man had cum off in her. I had experienced a bit of that when he licked me during my ‘wedding gang fuck’. My sister had given him his cock cage key for when he visited me, so he was coming over to me with her blessing and my husband was one of those regularly bonking her.

Paul was telling me that the ultimate cuckold act was for a wife to have a baby with a lover, rather than her husband, he was very turned on by the aspect Little did he know how aroused that made me because whilst I wasn’t shouting about it I was virtually doing the same by fucking him and Philip unprotected.

I fell pregnant the second time about 8 months after my first son was born and it was as difficult one as the first maybe even more so. After my 2nd son was born, I got quite depressed about things, being stuck at home with 2 babies and so on. My husband and I were so tired we almost had no sex life, at least when I wanted it.

At 25, my next affair was with a neighbour’s son who was about 19, he saw me struggling with pushchair and groceries at the local shop just round the corner, and helped me home. I didn’t really know him except to nod to before that day and he certainly did not match my ideal as a lover, but that afternoon he fucked me silly and so well. He was as keen as mustard and almost had a constant hard on.

We had 4 months of him shagging me almost every day till he left for university and I looked forward to each meeting, I managed to get both babies to sleep most early afternoon so we could fuck for 2-3 hours. I felt guilty but I felt wanted. After that I found it was quite easy to play around, guys needed just a hint and they’d make a pass.

A number of my husband’s friends had made passes at me ever since he and I were an item, those guys married, committed and single soon found I was now open to offers. At this time I was also finding that there was more to sex than shagging and oral and some of “these friends” wanted to see how far they could push me, with things their own woman wouldn’t allow. Some wanted kinky stuff like anal and watersports play, some wanted to be dominated by me and some to dominate me, some wanted all of it.

When I returned to work part time my field opened up again, also I joined a local gym.

I got caught when my hubby and I went to a party with loads of people, I had a bit to drink on an empty stomach, about midnight guy who was an intermittent lover got me alone with a friend (who I hadn’t met before) of his and they had me in a 25/30 minute 3-some, at some point they were both replaced in this darkened room. I got out after an hour, in a bit of a state; I had no underwear, no tights. My husband thought I was just pissed, so we left for home. He only realised the score when he got me to bed and that’s how I got caught out. To my surprise he was totally turned on by it all, not that I confessed everything to him.

A Wedding

We had been invited to a family wedding down in Cornwall. It was a cousin of Dave’s that he knew quite well, and Dave’s parents weren’t able to go as they had already booked a holiday and so he felt obliged to attend and stay overnight at the hotel, which was okay as we could have a drink and my sister looked after our boys.

For us the event was really mostly with strangers because beyond the groom and his brother and their immediate family who were all on the “Top” table. We’d been put on a table with 8 others (15 tables of 10); ours seemed to be the misfit table as nobody seemed to know anybody else. There was a young man there totally on his own as he said his girlfriend had dumped him a month back, there were also some whose partners were on the top table. So we sorta befriended this lad of 22, whose name was Toby.

To cut a long story short after the meal and the speeches and when the general friends turned up at 8ish the dancing started and Dave was nudging me to indicate to Toby that I’d be ‘up for it’. I wasn’t too sure being nearly 16 his senior that he’d be interested in me. As it turned out he was, but was troubled by Dave’s presence. Dave pretended to be quiet drunk by about 10ish. We stayed in the hall till the Bride and Groom left (11pm) and then I asked Toby to help me get Dave up to our room.

Up in the room, we dumped Dave on the sofa and I asked him to take off Dave’s shoes and I walked over to the bed. Toby had his back to me as I took off my jacket; I was still thinking ‘I’m making a bloody fool of myself’, as I unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off, I only had a bedside light on in the whole room so it was very subdued.

I turned just as Toby was standing up and looking at me. His eyes told me everything I needed to know. I unhooked my skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving me in nothing but my black high heels and hold up stockings. He took the three steps to me and we kissed hard.

The next half hour was really high tempo, I knew Dave was watching through half closed eyes and I was on fire, we did a long 69 and then I needed fucking. After we both cum off and got our breath back, he said I was, his first married woman and first who had a totally shaven pussy. He wanted to know if I’d been without underwear all day, I confirmed I had, he liked that a lot.

We then had sex more slowly, when I did oral on him, I also rimmed his arse and sucked his balls; later I guided his cock into my anus, several times and sucked him afterwards. I felt insatiable, so hot. He made me cum off time and time again and he came off a further twice, before we rested. It was nearly 1:30am and he began to get off the bed, thinking he was leaving I said ‘don’t go’ – I wanted more, but he needed a piss. A moment later I knelt in front of him told him to go slow and let him pee into my mouth, I drunk the lot, spilled a tiny drop and he was rock hard again. (And Dave had cum in his pants for the third time).

I was now fucked hard and rough his cock going into my sopping pussy, then up my arse, his cock was like a steel rod, I loved it. This time after he exploded, we fell into an exhausted sleep.

I came to at about 6:45am (normal waking time) and to feel my husband licking my pussy and arse, I enjoyed that beside my sleeping lover for 10 minutes or so, till my husband moved me onto my knees so he could fuck me and I went down on Toby’s cock to wake him. Toby, give him his due, didn’t seem fazed by the situation and soon I had both guys using me, all over again. It was marvellous fun.

We didn’t get to breakfast till 10:30, luckily they were serving a Sunday brunch, so the three of us had a laugh over the situation as we had our food. I don’t know what I must have looked like, a quick shower and some make up was all I managed. We agreed that Toby could come and stay with us at weekends whenever he wished.

I slept for most of the 3 hour journey back and yes Toby has been back a few times, since.

So that was incident number one that my husband saw me in action and I was amazed by how much extra I was aroused knowing he was there watching. It also was a major stepping stone into me accepting that he was really into this type of play. I suddenly felt a whole lot happier and Dave said it showed. It was at this point I knew I could and would fuck who I wanted and when I wanted, I would tell Dave, but not ask him.

Toby came to stay with us Friday and Saturday night 6 weeks later. He was much more open with us and saying how he was blown away by what happened at the wedding. He was also more confident in bed. We had agreed with him certain behaviour that (outside of our bedroom); he would treat me polite and respectful, no kissing and touching.

Friday night Toby and I went to bed with Dave sitting in a chair naked watching us for the first hour or so, we went through a more confident and relaxed version of what we’d done at the hotel. Once Toby had emptied his cum in my pussy Dave got onto the bed and on his back got in a “69” with me whilst Toby fucked me in the arse. This was great for me, more so when I felt a change, who initiated it I don’t know, Toby said it was Dave and I suspect it was, but Toby’s cock went from my arse to Dave’s mouth, as I saw my husband sucking cock; I ‘came off’ so heavily. It was unexpected, I’d never considered he’d do that and never considered how ‘hot’ it was for me to see that. Both guys noticed my reaction. This was repeated over the next 30 minutes several times with Toby’s cock in my arse for 5/6 minutes then to Dave’s mouth for 2-3 minutes and back again. As I suspected, my insides were churning up and each time Toby’s cock was more soiled, but Dave didn’t seem to mind. I think on the fourth slip into Dave’s mouth Toby shoot off. Dave swallowed.

On the Saturday evening, a hot humid day, Toby insisted that he take us down the road to our local pub for a meal. Somehow I agree to him dressing me as he wants. He chooses just three items, No underwear of course, my sexiest highest black heels (with 5” stilettos) that Dave bought me last Christmas and I have only ever worn in house and for 2 parties at Matt’s, because I can barely walk in them); he finds a minuscule leather mini skirt in black I’d forgotten I had (not worn it for years and then with thick tights, as it has a tendency to creep up); finally a sheer blouse, that Dave had purchased for me and never dared to wear. As I protest Toby is touching and kissing me and turning me on. As our sons will be with us and I think I’m showing too much, he is surprised to learn they haven’t seen or caught me naked or topless at some point before now. After a few moments, he relents and lets me wear a jacket but not do it up, but I have to agree to lose once we return home. I haven’t ever dressed like this before in my life, I feel very sluttish, but quite excited.

When we get to the pub, which Dave and I go to about once a month, but I feel very strange being in a public place like this, we might not know anybody there that night (by chance) but I certainly feel sure people know us. I’m not embarrassed, maybe emboldened by my forced attire, because I feel quite sexy in an exhibitionistic way. A nice meal and a couple of large wines and I’m relaxed. I’m quite conscious that my skirt has bunched up to the top of my thighs, but I’m seated at a table no, one in the pub can see (so I think). Both Dave and Toby are touching me at times and I’m wet.

Back home, and I surrender my jacket to Toby without protest, it just gone 9pm and too early to send the boys off to bed, I know they are looking but pretending they aren’t, but suddenly I didn’t mind. That night after the boys had gone to bed, I was relieved of my skirt and top in the lounge and for the first time I was walking in just heels around my own house. That night in bed with Dave and Toby I was just so horny, I was open for everything Toby wanted. It was my first instance of rough sex with him; I guess Dave had told Toby of my actions with Ben.

Another sighting

Maybe 4 weeks on a Sunday lunchtime, at the same pub I had just Dave and the boys with me, I was wearing a blazer jacket with skirt and heels and hold ups, no underwear (this was a rule now that when out with Dave), but it also matched what I had worn a couple of times into the office.

This day after we had our dinner, the guy sidled up to the table and introduced himself, turned out he had seen us there with Toby and to-day I had given him not only a smile but a flash of pussy as I sat down (which he took as his invitation) not that I was aware of either. He had sussed the situation almost correctly and he was quite charming. David took our sons away for 3-4 minutes to go to the gents, during which time my new man sat opposite me and asked me to show him my breasts by undoing the one button and opening up my jacket. I was getting turned on and I flashed him one boob for maybe 2 seconds, he shook his head and said no-no, both and slowly, Now this is a busy Sunday pub, but we were seated in high backed benches in the far end ad I was facing a wall, my adrenaline was rocketing and my wetness too.

Taking the edges of my jacket I opened up, slowly letting him see, feeling my nipples harden, my heart rate was increasing as I said this was a busy pub and whist I was sheltered a bit, I was aware I could be seen. Maybe my eyes were darting around to make sure nobody came over, when he said ‘look at me’ after a pause he said ‘very nice’. I’d been exposed for maybe 15 seconds, I was waiting for him to say close or whatever, but each moment that passed, it became easier to be like that. I didn’t know when Dave and the boys were coming back because they would be behind me. He reached over and with each hand cupped a breast, running his thumb over my harden nipples. It felt so good, (it must have been 30 seconds by now). His hands left my boobs and he took hold of my jacket and pulled it down to where my elbows stopped it, leaving me more exposed than ever, I didn’t stop him or try to pull back. He was grinning, so was I (I think) he said something like ‘you like enforced exposure’. Yes he was so right.

As I sat there with my breasts still on show, he asked me if I would come back to his place that afternoon, would my hubby be a problem and so on. I was saying that would be fine etc. Only once I agreed did he say pull your jacket up but don’t do the button up. As I did so the boys and Dave got back. As I sat there as Dave and the boys got into their seats I was well aware that my unbuttoned jacket was showing about 2” of bare skin just because of the way it sat on me. I also noticed that Dave had a semi as he sat down, obvious aware that something was going to take place. Only later that same night did he tell me that as he came out of the ‘Gents’ He saw what I was doing in a large mirror, we both mused as to if anyone else had seen me.

As we left the pub and going back to the car, my mind was all over the place as to how this was going to happen, but Dave giving my new lover a lift ½ mile back to his flat, all became a blur. Less than 15 minutes after my exposure to him I was naked on his lounge floor with him in me. It was then 2 hours of frenetic sex. Early on I remember telling him to treat me like ‘a dirty, nasty sex slut’ and he sure did, it was dirty, rough, bit of spanking and slapping, biting and I let him do everything he wanted. Between bouts of recovering breath, he grilled me on my past sex life and life style, my confessions of which spurred him on.
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