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The guy in the pub - Final Part

 I was waiting in bed for my husband. My panties were wet through with cum after my afternoon of fucking. It had taken my guy around a minute to text me back and he was on his way home to have his turn with me.

Phil had hugged me with genuine warmth when I left. He also asked me if we could meet again next week. I'd told him 'maybe' but really meant 'no' - he was obviously besotted with me and I wanted to let him down gently.

Walking to the car I caught a couple of workmen looking me up and down. My only visible clothes were my black coat, nylons and heels but my appearance was 100% 'just fucked'. I smiled at the guys and I felt like a prostitute. To be honest it felt good!

I heard the key turn in the door and footsteps on the stairs. My husband opened the door and looked down at me, I was under the covers from the shoulders downwards.

"I've got a confession, I've been a bad girl" I said, my panties and pussy are full of cum." My man stripped hurriedly and got in bed beside me. His hand immediately cupped my soaking knickers. "I've been fucked all day like a slut" He peeled of my panties and put them to his face before grabbing my thighs and pulling me towards his cock. He slipped inside me and said he could feel all the spunk on his dick. We fucked noisily and passionately and continued throughout with the dirty talk. I told him that I'd orgasmed on Phil's tongue and rode him like a slag. My husband's spunk shot up me and mixed with my male friends'. We both grinned before I opened my legs wide and told him - "Now lick it all out"

Phil eventually accepted that he'd never fuck me again. My replies to his numerous texts were non committal and so he got the hint. I never actually saw him again and it was three months later when I drove by his flat. Admittedly I was feeling a bit devilish when I turned into his street. I wasn't planning to meet him but I was surprised to see the sign on his window - TO RENT. On closer inspection there were no curtains or blinds at the window - he had gone! A disappointed feeling was quickly replaced by a warm glow. I sat in the car with a grin on my face as I remembered my filthy afternoon with the guy I had met in the pub.

The guy in the pub - Part twelve

 Phil brushed a loose strand of hair from my face. He seemed to be studying me with a mixture of admiration, desire, warmth and love. He kissed me gently on the lips and once more I felt his cock stiffening as he moved closer. The tip of his penis was between my wet pussy lips. We were kissing passionately but the desperate rush of earlier had been replaced by a more measured approach. We looked into each other's eyes as our tongues met. 

The tip of his cock entered me for a second and he pulled away. His tongue slipped out of my mouth and his head moved to my heaving breasts. My nipples hardened as he took turns flickering his tongue around them before suckling me hungrily. He moved down my body, slowly attending to every bit of skin with his amazing lips and tongue.

"Turn around sweetheart. I want to take a closer look at you from the back." I was in a state of arousal beyond belief as he massaged my feet, slowly moving up my legs, still kissing and licking my skin like a hungry boy. His head was next to my bottom and he had a hand on each cheek. His firm hands parted my ass cheeks and he kissed between them, gently at first. A thrill ran through me as his tongue entered my ass and licked inside me.

His face was next to mine once more and I licked his tongue and mouth, tasting myself on him. My legs were apart and I wanted that dick so much. Phil expertly entered me. His lovemaking started slowly and our bodies moved together in harmony. We became more frantic and soon his wonderful hot sperm was shooting up me as we both noisily climaxed.

After a few minutes I broke the silence. "Do me a favour and take a photo of my pussy please." I explained that it was for me to remember him by. I went to the toilet and typed a message to my husband who was still at work;


And I sent him the photo;

The guy in the pub - Part eleven

 Phil blushed and looked down at me. Some of his cum had dribbled out of my mouth and was running down my chin. I decided to play a game with him and told him to turn around and bend over. My hand hit his arse cheek hard and he tensed up. "You are a naughty boy aren't you? I didn't say you could cum in my mouth." He apologised, it was barely a whisper and I smacked his arse again before telling him to turn around. "Get your head between my legs and work my clit with your tongue. And don't stop until I tell you to."

He was rock hard again already and he got down on his knees. My legs were open wide as I prepared to feed him. His tongue teased my pussy lips as he skilfully licked around the wall of my pussy before working his way up my wet lips to my hard clit. His long tongue plunged deep into me before he flickered my clit with its tip. I could wait no longer and my body became rigid as my juices flowed onto his mouth. I orgasmed but wanted more. 

For the first time he took charge and said "Get in my bedroom so I can fuck you like a whore." Well, what could I say? I climbed onto his bed and got on all fours. "Take me from behind Big Boy" I begged. Within seconds his throbbing dick was deep inside me and he started to fuck me hard and quick. I met his thrusts and again we were cumming, only this time together. We both collapsed and Phil said he'd fetch us a drink, adding, "I've not finished with you get!"

I was still grinning as he came back into the bedroom with two wine glasses. He climbed in bed beside me and kissed me tenderly before saying "Fucking you was great but now we're going to make love."

The guy in the pub - Part ten

 I knocked on the door and waited. After deliberating on the car I'd finally made my mind up. I'd asked myself the question - how would I have felt if for some reason Phil had changed his mind? The answer was - bloody distraught so I'd strode out of the car with renewed confidence.

He opened the door and smiled shyly. He had obviously just showered and his white shirt was open and hung loosely over blue denim jeans, his feet were bare. I followed him into his open plan living room and asked if he could take my coat as he beckoned for me to sit on the leather sofa. I said "Not yet", deciding to keep my body under wraps for now. Phil was surprisingly shy and quietly spoken which I found endearing. He looked younger than he had in the pub a couple of nights ago and even more handsome!

I took the lead with the conversation. As he sat next to me after placing two glasses of wine in front of us. "Tell me. Why would a good looking young guy with a girlfriend want to meet up with someone old enough to be his mother then?" "You're unbelievably sexual", he replied, almost whispering, I wanted you the minute I saw you."

It was time to stand up and take off my coat, purposely facing the guy as I slipped it off to reveal my lingerie. His mouth dropped open as his eyes feasted on my torso. He tried to speak but nothing would come out. I sat next to him with my legs crossed and told him to take a drink of his wine. His hand was shaking quite badly and I told him to relax.

"Do you like my legs in stockings?" He nodded. "Would you like to feel how smooth they are?" His hand started below my knee and travelled up to beyond the top of my stockings where I grabbed him and told him to stop for now. "Loose the jeans" - he stood up and obliged like a good boy. His black fitted boxers barely contained his eager penis. I rubbed it through his underwear and electricity ran through my body as I felt the shape of his manhood. "I think you'd like my lips around your cock - am I right?" For the first time he smiled as he pulled his boxers down past his ankles and started to unbutton his shirt. I could wait for his muscular chest to press against my tits but his cock had grown and was at my eye level. I lifted it and licked his smooth balls as he shuddered in ecstasy. I had to open wide to fit the girth of his thick dick into my mouth. I worked my head backwards and forwards and he held the back of my head firmly. To my shock his warm cum shot into my mouth and I swallowed greedily. He had shot his load already. Time for him to get his head down on my pussy. I needed to return the compliment.

The guy in the pub - Part nine

 It was a bit strange seeing my husband off to work that morning. We were both aware that I was going to be fucked by another guy but neither of us mentioned it. I know how horny my husband was as he'd spent most of the night with his cock in between my arse cheeks. I'd been tempted to open my legs and slip his hard dick inside my wet pussy but I resisted. Aren't I a good girl?

We were in the kitchen and it was time for him to leave. He winked and said "Have a nice time" before quickly kissing me and heading for the front door. My thoughts turned to Phil. Time for me to get ready and I still hadn't decided what I should wear.

A long shower and it was time to do my hair and make-up. A little too much red lipstick, a generous amount of black eyeliner and blue eyeshadow. Mmm. I think he should approve.

I'd decided on an outfit. The idea came to me as I showered. I was going to wear my shiny black shoes with the silver high heels and my long black coat. Underneath I decided to wear only this...

Did I dare turn up dressed like a whore? YOU BET!!! Imagine his face when he helps me off with my coat. 

It was nearly 11 o'clock. Phil lived in a flat close to the pub where we first met. It wasn't far away but I'd still be a little late even if I set off now. Time to go.

I parked on the street close to his flat. My stomach was full of butterflies and my nerves were taking me by surprise. On the one hand I felt like turning around and going home but on the other I felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of being fucked by a man that I'd never spoken with. It was time to make the decision.

The guy in the pub - Part eight

 Just over 24 hours to my afternoon of sex with a stranger. I had booked in at the spa. A session in the sauna was followed by a quick swim in the pool. I felt like a ***** on Christmas Eve, full of nervous energy and excitement. During my long massage I couldn't stop thinking about where Phil would be putting his hands tomorrow,  grabbing my ass, rubbing my tits and fingering my pussy. I needed to calm down - I was getting very wet.

I had my nails professionally painted filed next. The excitement was building once more as I imagined my long sharp fingernails digging into his buttocks as I pulled him into me. I decided to send a picture to my husband later. I fancied teasing him while he was at work.

On to the hairdressers. I'm sure she picked up on my giddy mood as I was grinning from ear to ear all the time! Hair trimmed and straightened, my thoughts turned to tomorrow  Which outfit, lipstick, eye shadow and so on. I was getting wetter by the minute.

Time to set the tripod up to take a photo for my man. First a text...


And I sent him this...

Do YOU like my nails?

The guy in the pub - Part seven

 What was I going to do? Four hours of sex with a guy I'd never even spoken to excited me beyond belief. I weighed up the pros and cons with my husband. He was my voice of reason and was always there for me when a decision needed to be made. In the end it was quite simple, we both knew how much I wanted this and how deflated I'd feel if I didn't accept his offer. We had made a decision but I needed more time to prepare so I sent him a text;


He replied after a minute;


So the arrangements were made! I kissed my husband and told him that I love him. He asked me what I was going to do tomorrow and I talked him through my routine. I'd go and have my finger and toenails professionally painted and make my pussy smooth for my new guy. I'd spend the day pampering myself and I'd choose which outfit to wear. All day I would be tingling with anticipation. 

The beep of the phone signalled the arrival of a text;


I looked at my husband and smiled before replying;


The guy in the pub - Part six

 It was now 24 hours since I'd first laid eyes on my mystery man. Neither my husband or myself had mentioned him since we'd had our drunken fuck last night. Our friends had gone home and we'd cooked, eaten and cleared up. The outrageous flirting seemed to belong in a different world as we relaxed on a typical boring Sunday night.

It was my husband that mentioned him first when he asked if I was going to message back to the guy. "No, I don't think so" I said. He laughed and called me a 'cock tease' and started to playfully take the piss. "All mouth and no action". "Get lost" I said and laughed.

Half an hour passed and I got my phone out to re-read the message. I started to type and my husband looked up from the book he was reading. I smiled to myself, fully aware of my husband watching me, and began to type;


Ridiculous as it sounds, it was all I could think off to say! No wonder an hour passed without reply!

A shrill beep coming from my mobile woke me. I was laid with my guy on the sofa and his arms had wrapped me up as he spooned me. "I wonder who that could be?" he said, obviously thinking the same as me. I opened the message and the game began;

Him - I want you more now than I did last night xx

Me - Really, I must be old enough to be your mother x

Him - I wanked over you this morning xx

Me - What were you thinking about? X

Him - What I'd do when I get you here in my flat xx

Me - And when do you plan to do that? X

Him - I'll be in at 11 in the morning and my girlfriend won't be home until 4 xx

Me - What would you do with me for four hours? X

Him - Suck you, fuck you and fill you with spunk xx

Me - Sounds tempting. I'll think about it x

The guy in the pub - Part five

 We staggered home, had a couple more drinks and went up to bed around 2am. My husband was laid on his back and I undressed at the side of him, hoping he would not go straight to sleep. I knew he was watching me remove my clothing and I hoped his cock would be hard enough for me to use after all the alchohol he'd consumed. 

I slid into bed at the side of him and scraped his chest with my nails and tugged gently at his chest hair. My hand strayed to his cock a couple of times but it remained soft. I wrapped my right hand around his flaccid dick and whispered in his ear - "I've been a naughty girl tonight. I've been coming on to a guy in the pub. Would you like me to tell you what I've been doing?" This had the effect that I was hoping for as my guy started to stiffen and grow in my hand. I told him everything. From the initial eye contact and smiles, through the passing of my number to him and finally the text that I'd received. 

I mounted my husband's rock solid length. He told me off in a playful way, pointing out that I was wet through because I wanted to fuck a stranger. We both exploded within minutes. It turned us on so much that we'd forgotten about our friends in the other bedroom!

I put my head on my lovely husband's chest and breathed out heavily  "Don't worry my love", he said "we both know you want this guys cock inside you so let's find a way to make it happen."

The guy in the pub - Part four

 The more the drink flowed, the more daring I became. I lost count of the number of times my husband saw me running my tongue along my lips while holding the gaze of the guy across the pub. My man turned around twice to see this guy staring straight back at me but still he appeared oblivious to the flirting. The girl with my fantasy guy had no idea what was going on as she continued to babble away at a hundred words a minute! 

Shortly before 10pm the couple stood up together. I glanced at the empty glasses and my heart sank with disappointment as they were obviously going to leave. We exchanged a final private smile and I wondered if I'd ever see this good looking guy again. 

I checked my phone as many times as I dared without attracting attention. Disappointingly my fantasy hunk had not messaged.

It was just turned midnight and time to go home. On my final visit to the toilet I heard my mobile phone vibrate in my handbag. My hand reached inside my bag and I noticed a slight tremble as I punched in my password. A big red number one indicated the arrival of a text. I felt the rush of excitement in my panties once more as I clicked on the message. 


I touched my pussy and it was moist.

The guy in the pub - Part three

 The guy had got up, presumably to use the toilet. Here was my chance. I stood up and announced that I needed the toilet and was disappointed when Sally said she'd go with me. This was not going to be easy. 

The toilets were in the corner of the pub, out of sight from where the guys were sat, just beyond the dance floor where the DJ was setting up his equipment. There was no sign of the guy. I sat on the toilet and locked the cubicle door. My only hope was to somehow get a written message to him. I fumbled in my handbag and found an old receipt. Shit, where was my pen! I was aware that Sally might be wondering what I was doing but thankfully I found a biro to write my number on the crumpled bit of paper.

Now for the hard bit. How was I going to get it to him without anyone else seeing. I washed my hands, applied some lipstick and screwed the paper into my palm. We walked through the toilet door and my heart started to race as I saw him chatting with the DJ just a yard or two from me. 

I had no time to think and acted impulsively. I slid my bag from my shoulder and dropped it on the floor between the two of us. I bent down to pick up the spilled contents and he dutifully followed the script by bending down to help me. "Butter fingers" he said with a smile and I grinned back at him. 

He held his hand out to help me up and I squeezed thesquashed piece of paper into his hand before walking back to my husband. "He's fit", said my friend but I could tell she didn't suspect anything.

All I could hope for now was a message. I began to picture his cock inside me as I lifted the wine glass to my lips.

The guy in the pub - Part two

 Twenty minutes passed before my husband and his pal, Tony, joined us. My guy was sat opposite his mate, separated by a table, while Sally and I were on the bench seat under the window. This meant I could still see "that guy". His stare was hard to avoid and it was remarkable that his partner hadn't noticed him checking me out. I think she was too busy babbling away to pay any attention! She was slim and pretty, dressed in black jeans and a cream jumper with cream ballet shoes. "Blah, blah, blah," she went on and on. 

My guy and I had not fucked for nearly a week. He had been working away and had got back late that afternoon. Already his fingers were touching my knee at regular intervals. I'd not looked at my admirer for some time so I glanced across to check as my husbands hand move above my knee as he continued his conversation with Tony. Sure enough, the mystery man was gazing directly at my legs. The arrival of my husband hadnt damped his enthusiasm.

As the wine flowed I subtely turned up the flirting. Looking into his eyes above my wine glass, glancing at him as I laughed along with our friends and even licking my lips to send him a message of intent. 

I started to wonder how I'd feel if the strangers opposite were to leave. Perhaps I'd never see this man again? I needed to come up with a plan. The wine was making me feel very brave and his girlfriend was really irritating me. What that guy needed was a good fucking from a real woman with experience.

The guy in the pub - Part one

 Before I start this blog I want to let everyone know that it's based on a true story. Please feel free to post any questions or any dirty thoughts in the comments section. Hope you enjoy...

It started when our friends came over for a night out with my husband and I. They were a couple of similar age to ourselves who we'd known for years and we always made sure we had a night out every month or so. It was a dreadful, wintery night and the rain was unrelenting. I had on my new dress. It was red, fitted and came halfway between my waist and knees. It was short enough to reveal my black stockings. I knew it met with my husbands approval by the expression on his face.

We'd planned to walk to the local pub so we could all have a few drinks and I was happy to hear my husband say to his mate "I'll drop the girls off in the car and we can walk down. No point in us all getting soaked." That helped me decide on my footwear. I pulled my black high heeled boots from the cupboard, the ones my guy loved to see me in.

I quickly applied some more red lipstick before Sally and I squeezed under the umbrella and ran to the car. It was only a five minute journey and my man dropped us off right by the entrance. "See you in 20 minutes, ladies" he said with a boyish grin on his face. I knew that look and it meant he wanted to fuck me.

It was the second that we walked into the pub that I saw "him". The bar was adjacent to the door and as soon as we walked in he unashamedly looked me up and down. He was tall and wore smart denim jeans, brown leather shoes and a cream shirt. I'd guess he was under 40, possibly about 20 years younger than me. I held his gaze but my expression gave nothing away. After initially thinking what a cheeky sod he was I quickly felt a tingling sensation in my panties. This made me smile slightly and it didn't go unnoticed. Sally had squeezed straight into a gap at the bar and I was a yard from my admirer. He leaned into the bar, picked up two drinks and went to a nearby table. To my surprise  (and disappointment he placed the drinks down and sat opposite an attractive young girl. 

Sally passed me a drink and we looked around for a place to sit. She led the way to a table under the window and we sat next to each other. We had a glug of our wine and I looked up. "He" was about 8 yards away and his seat was facing me. His girl was oblivious as his eyes were fixed firmly on my crossed legs. I felt another sensation in my panties and looked away from him. When I glanced back a minute later his head hadn't moved. Our eyes met and he smiled...

Voyeuristic pleasures - Final part


I could feel the warm cum oozing from my pussy and running onto my inner thigh. It was the spunk of a man I had met around an hour ago and that made me feel filthy but I was buzzing with excitement. Adrenaline pumped through my veins but I still wanted to make my husband wait. Finally i decided it was his turn. I needed more cock and he would be desperate to do just what I wanted by now. I laid with my spunk covered legs and pussy spread wide. "Come out of the wardrobe now. I've been very naughty, do you forgive me?" My man tentatively crept out, his hard cock leading the way. I told him to put it straight inside me and shoot his cum into me just like the guy I'd seduced. Then he was going to empty me with his tongue and make me cum again.


How much longer would she make me wait? She had me so aroused that I would do anything to please her. The first thing I saw as I stepped out of the wardrobe was the thick white sperm that covered my wife's pussy. I was relieved that she wanted my dick up her straight away. The experience of fucking my wife when she was full of a strangers cum was as erotic as it was dirty. My spunk joined his as we both climaxed at the same time. My girl was in total control and I didn't hesitate when I was told to empty her vagina with my tongue. I worked the creamy cum onto her hard clit and licked her in with circular strokes from the tip of my tongue. Her body went rigid as she pushed herself into my lips. She released her sweet love juices into my mouth before relaxing and flopping on the bed. "Come and kiss your dirty whore," she said with a chuckle. Not for the first time I told myself how lucky I am to be with such a sexy, open minded woman. 

Voyeuristic pleasures - Part eight


I sat at the end of the bed and told Carl to undress. His boxer shorts could hardly contain his bulging cock which was at my eye level. Was that the eye of my husband I could see peeping from the wardrobe? I asked Carl to take off my dress and was left in my stockings, heels and underwear. My fingers unclasped my bra and I let it fall off. Carl's eyes feasted on my ample tits and my nipples pointed to him in a state of arousal. I wanted his length in my mouth so I told him to loose the boxers. His long, thick cock was poised infront of my face so I flicked the end of my tongue on its end before lightly licking the length. Carl closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure as I opened wide and took the length of his dick expertly into my warm mouth. I moved my head slowly and dug my fingernails into his firm buttocks. For a moment I forgot about my guy in the wardrobe but it was only fair to give him a commentary so he was in no doubt what I was getting. I told Carl that it was time to eat me and explained that dirty talk was a turn on for me so we both became quite vocal.

"Put some fingers up me and lick my clit."

"Kiss me so I can taste my pussy juices."

"Bend over so I can fuck you like a whore."

"Push that hard cock up me."

"Come on my big cock."

"I'm a dirty slag and I want you to spunk up me."

Carl shot his load up me. Seconds after we climaxed I grabbed my phone and with pretend panic I said, "Oh my God! My husband sent me a message. It says he'll be here in ten minutes. He sent it five minutes ago!"


The restricted view was a frustration but it only added to my state of frenzied arousal. Her nails were dug into his arse cheeks and were just inches away from me. I could here him moaning and I knew that meant her lovely lips were on his cock. I'd had that pleasure many times before. When she laid back on the bed I could see that his head was between her legs, tasting that sweet pussy. I saw her bend over and my nobend tingled and pulsed. He paused to lick the rim of her arsehole before putting his large cock into her wet vagina. I watched as he pumped her, quite slowly at first, becoming more frantic as the two of them built to a climax. I stroked my cock and prayed that I'd be next. She told him to shoot his spunk up her and I nearly laughed out loud as she pretended I was only a few minutes away. Carl left in a hurry, pulling on his clothes as he opened the door. I waited. My wife was laid on the bed with her legs open. I could see the cum dripping from her.

Voyeuristic pleasures - Part seven


Carl held around me as I fiddled with the key to the hotel door. He was hard - VERY hard! His cock seemed to be bursting out of his trousers and it pressed between my bum cheeks. The door clicked open and he pressed me against the nearest wall. "Open your legs" he said. I glanced over to the bed and the wardrobe where my husband was hidden. "Over here" I said to Carl and led him by the hand. He stood at the end of the bed with his back just about a yard from the wardrobe door. I put my arms around him and asked him to tell me what he wanted from me. I closed my eyes and thought of my man with his cock in his hand, peaking through the gap, trying to see as much of the action as his view would allow. "I'm gonna eat that pussy first and then you can mount my cock and ride me". "Oh yes" I replied, "I'm going to empty those balls. I want all your creamy cum inside me before my husband gets back".


I tried to make myself as comfortable as possible as I heard the key in the lock. He'd got my wife against the wall but I daren't open the door any wider for fear of being caught. I wouldn't want to interupt them at this stage! She had led him right up to the wardrobe and I held my breath. I could see her red nail polish on the fingers that stroked his neck. I listened intently and prayed for a good view as he told her that he was going to eat her pussy. She knew what I wanted to hear as she described how she was going to fuck him. I started to stroke my erection...

Voyeuristic pleasures - Part six


I returned from the toilet and rubbed Carl's arm lightly with my fingers, it was time to put my plan into action. "I keep thinking about my bank card. I'd be happier if I went to the room and fetched it, the hotel's only a minutes walk from here." Carl smiled and asked, "Are you trying to get me into your hotel room?" "Would you like that?" I said and he grabbed my hand and said "Come on!" I had to give my husband chance to be in his hiding place but Carl was desperate for me. I led him over to a dark corner, popped my drink on a shelf and cupped his manhood in my hand. I squeezed gently and kissed him, licking the tip of his tongue as I massaged his balls. His hand moved up my dress and his thumb went inside my panties and slipped easily up my wet pussy. The plan to delay things had backfired as I could wait no longer. "Let's go and fuck," I said.


I hurried up to our room, trying to envisage the wardrobes size and position. Was my wife really bringing a guy into the room or was she just teasing? I prayed for the former. The thoughts of watching her take cock was becoming an obsession. I entered the room and the large brown wardrobe waited for me. It faced the end of the bed so I'd get a real good view of the action that I hoped was going to take place. Opening the doors I saw that I was going to be ok for space. Had my wife checked this earlier? It was going to be warm in there so I took all my clothes off. I entered the wardrobe and pushed it ajar, enough to see through but not enough to be seen. I heard footsteps and giggles from down the corridor. I was motionless but breathing quite heavily. I suddenly realised that I had my hard cock in my hand.

Voyeuristic pleasures - Part five


Every bit of my body tingled with nervous anticipation. After I'd sent my husband out of the room I was tempted to turn on my vibrator and slip it into my wet pussy I was so desperate to cum. Instead I had a vodka from the mini bar and squeezed into my little black dress. One last check in the full length mirror and I was ready to go. The bar was just across the road from our hotel. I looked around as I walked in but didn't acknowledge my husband as he raised his eyebrows, indicating he'd seen me. This was perfect - busy but not packed, a great atmosphere and some hot looking guys at the bar. I approached the bar and brushed a young fellas arm with mine. I was inches from him when i ordered a large glass of white  wine. Now to cast the bait! "I'm so embarrassed", I said to the barman as I frantically searched my handbag, "I was convinced  I'd brought my bank card." Immediate bite! "Let me pay for that". I was appropriately grateful and squeezed his hand. Let the flirting begin! Carl was 38 and was on a stag night with his friends. Most of them played rugby together. I told him he was the most handsome and he asked me what a sexy lady was doing out on her own. "I'm waiting for my husband. He's up here on business and we're stopping in the hotel across the road. He's running late so I've got a couple of hours to play with." "Let me buy you another drink", said Carl before I excused myself and went to the toilet. Time to text my husband - GO TO OUR ROOM AND HIDE IN THE WARDROBE AT THE END IF THE BED. LOVE FROM YOUR SLUT X


I opened the text with shaking hands. My wife never ceased to amaze me. It had taken her less than ***** minutes to pull a bloke around 20 years younger than her. As I sat watching her I was becoming increasingly turned on. She looked amazingly sexy to me but I was biased, it looked as though she had gained a new fan though with this guy. He responded to every touch of his arm, his smile seemed to signal a desire for her. He was desperate to please and flashed his white teeth in a broad grin at every opportunity. I had guessed that my girl would home in on him. He was tall, dark and muscular. White shirt, tight black trousers, all her boxes were ticked. I gave them a wide berth as I left the bar. Time for me to hide in the wardrobe.

Voyeuristic pleasures - Part four


My husband laid on the bed watching me with intent. I sat cross legged at the dressing table wearing my stockings, heels and underwear. My hair was washed, dried and straightened and I was applying my make-up. Green eyeshadow sat above thick black mascara and I pursed my lips to meet the tube of red lipstick - the lipstick of choice when I sucked cock. I could see in the mirror that my man had a hard on. His dick was bulging in his trousers. He had laughed nervously after he spoke when we had entered the room but I'd sensed that he was serious when he'd said, "Dress up to go out on the pull. And don't forget I'll be watching you dirty girl." I was nervous at the prospect but intrigued to a point where I was seriously considering playing along. I decided to take control. "Ok then, wait on the bed while I shower and when I come out you're going to watch me prepare myself, not for you though, for another man. Ten minutes before I'm ready you're going to leave the hotel. Get yourself a drink and a seat with a good view in the bar across the road. Don't talk to me in the bar and no phone calls or messages. When I go to the toilet check your phone because I'll be texting you." This was so exciting. I had a plan in my mind, a very naughty plan. If my man wanted me to act like a slag then that's exactly what I was going to do.


My mind was in overdrive. My girl was playing along and my cick was aching for her sweet pussy. I watched every move as she gazed into the mirror and applied her make-up with precise skill. Would those red lips engulf a lucky strangers cock soon? Would she be moaning with pleasure as her smooth white ass was pounded from behind? Were those shapely stockinged legs going to be around some man's head as he thrust his tongue up her. She appeared to be really buying into this fantasy but how far would she go? "Ok, I'm nearly ready now" she said, "Go to the bar across the street and wait in there. You know the rules. Before you go I need you to fasten my suspender belt so I can slip my dress on." She bent over and my shaking hands helped her out. I wondered again if there was a lucky stranger out there who was going to be using my woman soon. Whoever it was he was in for one hell of a time 

Voyeuristic pleasures - Part three


My husband placed another glass of wine in front of me. I sat cross legged on the high bar stool about the yards from the bar which was getting busier by the minute. My man's dream had made me wet and the wine was making me feel mischievous. I was aware that the guy on the next table was listening and kept glancing at me while he pretended to read his newspaper. At intervals throughout my guys story I would offer verbal encouragement for him to carry on as well as leaning forwards to stroke the top of his leg. The stranger on the next table nearly spilt his drink at one point when I said to my husband "Don't be shy, tell me what I did with that strangers cock." I wondered if my guy was going to take me upstairs and shove his hard cock in me or if he really did have other plans for me.


I watched my wife for her reactions as I told her about my dream. She smiled non commitedly as I began to describe how I watched from a distance her outrageous flirting. She started to ask questions as I told her how she was stroking their cheeks, rubbing their arms and putting her hands on them at every opportunity. "Describe them" she had said (slightly too loudly), "mmm I like the sound of them." We were both aware that the guy on the next table could hear us and I described in detail how I felt as she kissed one of the guys. I told her how his friend had held her hips from behind as she used her hands to pull him into her so their lips met. Then I told her how hard I was as she turned around to the other guy and put her tongue in his mouth. We were both turned on to the point of desperation now but I still had a proposal to make. I decided we would take our cases to the room before I would ask her...

Voyeuristic pleasures - Part two


I was full of excitement and anticipation now that I was with my man. He had arrived home to my open arms and I'd given him a long passionate kiss. I was a little disappointed that he'd not sunk to his knees, moved my thong and licked my clit as soon as he saw me. Maybe he was waiting until we got to the hotel room but I couldn't help feeling that he had something on his mind. We had spent the short car journey chatting away, catching up with all the news about family and friends and we were now in the hotel bar having arrived half an hour before check in. We sat on two tall stools close to the bar. Maybe it was because we'd had a couple of drinks but my husband had started to put his hand on my leg more frequently and he seemed to be moving closer to the top of my dress. It became apparent what was on his mind when he told me about a dream that he'd had. "I just can't stop thinking about it" he said, "I was watching you from a seat in a public bar and you were flirting with these strangers...."


She looked hot enough to fuck there and then when I walked through the door and she greeted me with a long kiss. 'Not yet I had told myself, 'I have a filthy fantasy to fulfill'. I kept trying to choose the moment to bring it up in the car but it just never felt like the right time. We had exchanged the usual chatter but my mind was elsewhere. I'd become so desperate to see my gorgeous girl with another guy that I was unsure how I'd feel if she didn't want to play along. Now in the hotel bar I had plucked up the courage to bring it up. I was already aroused as I had caught the young barman staring at my girls legs as she was sat on the stool. My hand was creeping up her leg showing him what it was like to touch her smooth skin. I decided not to ask outright but to test the water by telling my wife what I had dreamed about. "I was watching you from a seat in a public bar and you were flirting with these strangers..."

Voyeuristic pleasures - Part one

 My husband booked us a Saturday night in a city centre hotel. Here is our story - told from both perspectives.


I couldn't wait for our weekend to start. My husband had been working away and he had booked a night in a top class hotel in the city for us. I'd not seen him all week and I was desperate for him to hug me, kiss me and enter me. I'd been horny all week and my sex toys had been used over and over again. It was now midday and he was due home at 3pm and then we were leaving an hour later. The case was packed and I just needed to get ready. It was a beautiful sunny day so I decided on my short dress and flat shoes to travel in. I thought about my guy as I applied my make up. He loved watching me put on my eye shadow and make up. We had a private joke going with one particular lipstick - it meant that I was getting ready to suck cock! I wonder what the plan was for later...


Just an hour from home now. At last I could relax and allow my mind to think about our weekend. Not seeing my girl had made me incredibly horny all week. Wanking each night couldn't surpress the raging desire. I could quite easily walk through the door and bend my wife over the kitchen table, slip her panties of her smooth white ass and push my hard cock up her. I needed to calm down because I'd got a plan in my head for when we reached the hotel. It came to me in a dream last night. I was sat in a bar watching my girl enjoying the attention of a group of men. She was flirting outrageously and was loving the fact that she had them captivated. I decided to tell her about this while I was driving us to the hotel. If she liked the story then maybe she'd make the fantasy a reality.

Sex with our yuvutu friend - final part

 Dino had shot his load deep inside me but I wanted more. My insatiable appetite for sex had not yet been fed. Dino helped me unstraddle my guy who got up. I laid on the bed with my legs wide open and a grin on my face. "Who wants feeding?" I said as I opened my pussy lips with my fingers.

"Come on Dino, feed on me. There's plenty for you both. My Italian boyfriend began to grow again. He quickly put his head between my legs and began to lap up our mixture of cum juices. Occasionally he spooned the cum onto the tip of his tongue and worked it into my hardened clit with a skilful rotation of the tongue. My husband was rock hard and desperate for my cum filled hole to embrace his cock.

I told Dino to let my husband have a feed and he got up and stood to one side. "Get that tongue deep inside me sweetie. Dino, hold my ankles and spread my legs really wide." The guys were in the palm of my hand and I felt empowered to know I could ask them for anything right now.

I told my Italian stud to kneel on the bed and my husband to lay down. I couldn't continue to tease my love any longer. Could I?

I slowly made my way up my husband's body, using my hands to massage his legs and hips. I sat astride of him just below his throbbing dick and leaned to his right. My hands cupped Dino's balls and I dribbled on the tip of his huge length. My mouth opened to engulf as much of his penis as I could manage and my head moved up and down slowly as he throbbed with excitement. My husband lifted my hips up and moved me on to his erect penis. Wow this was amazing! I bounced up and down on my man and we all moved rhythmically to our enivitable climax. Seconds after warm spunk hit the back of my throat I orgasmed with my guy. We all collapsed on the bed with smiles from ear to ear.

The rest of the night was all a blur to me. I allowed the guys to use me as and when they wanted. At times I didn't know which one of them was fucking me, fingering me or whose tongue was up my arse or pussy! 

When I woke the next morning I looked around and there was just one male torso... my husband. I crept to the bathroom and spotted some paper on the dressing table. It was a note from our friend;


I smiled because I already knew my answer.....

It was 'No' x

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part *****

 I laid accross my husband with my tits squashed on his chest. Dino put his strong hands on my hips and lifted my bottom up. This brought me to my man's eye level and he looked down to see my dangling boobs. I was close enough for my guy to see every change in my facial expression, to hear every ecstatic sigh and groan and to feel every movement I made.

I let out a sigh and told my husband why. "Dino is licking my arse cheeks". My man  squirmed underneath me as he despeately searched for an entrance for his cock. "Mmmmmm. He's just spit on my arse and his tongue is getttting closer to my hole. His big strong fingers are widening my arse hole. Wow his middle finger is inside me and he's licking all around it". My husband had a slight shake in his voice when he said "I'm begging you too let me fuck you".

I continued to toy with the man I loved, "Sorry baby but my boyfriend is going to fuck me. Hold my hips while he gives it to me from behind". "Ok" he whispered so I carried on describing everything. "Dino has his big hard cock in his hand now and he's wanking it on my pussy lips. The tip keeps catching my clit and making it tingle". My husband asked if he could kiss me and I inched forward to his face. My eyes closed and I bit my bottom lip, looking at my man I said, "That big dick is right up me now. It's filling me because it's so huge. Your wife is geetting fucked like a slag by her boyfriend".

My man could resist no longer and his mouth met mine. His long, desperate, passionate kiss only ended when I pulled away to let out a loud moan of pleasure. Wife smiled at husband, husband smiled back and wife said, "My pussy is full of cum. Do you think I'm a dirty girl?"

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part *****

 I had my two guys just where I wanted them. All my inhibitions had completely gone and I was going to be absolutely filthy from now. I decided to tease my husband mercilessly.

I stood at the end of the bed and saw my man's slight frown as I opened Dino's legs and moved upwards bypassing his massive dick. My lips found the mixture of our cum that I'd deposited on his stomach earlier. The tip of my tongue spooned a little of the love juice onto my red lips. I began to lick more greedily allowing some of the spunk to drip down onto my chin, all the time I maintained eye contact with my husband.

I moved from one man to the other, straddling my guy but not letting his throbbing cock enter me. He stared at my lips, a mixture of Dino's spunk, my cum and fresh red lipstick met his gaze. "I'm sorry baby but I've been very naughty. I've just had a big cock shooting spunk up me," I said with pretend remorse. "I'm wanking it right now if you look. Please don't stop me." 

My man looked to his right and looked at my left hand slowly moving up and down my friends huge shaft. "I love cock baby, will you forgive me?" My husband nodded, he was totally complient. "Lick my lips" and he did. "Put your tongue on mine and tell me what you taste." 

My man greedily licked my tongue and followed up by licking my chin dry. I continued to wank Dino and he groaned in ecstasy. My man begged me for a fuck but I decided he should watch some more. "Dino, push that cock up me from behind while my husband holds me. I want him to see my face while I'm being fucked like a whore."

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part twelve

 My fingernails dug into Dino's solid arse cheeks. I met his thrusts as his huge cock plunged deep inside me. My soaking pussy was filled with his length and we were both moaning in ecstasy. My man must have heard the squelch as my juices covered his rock hard dick.

He continued to pound me but his pace quickened and I dug my nails deeper into his buttocks, pulling him towards me, wanting every bit of his length up me. "Come on my cock baby" he whispered in his sexy voice. 

His warm cum shot up me and I almost screamed with pleasure as I orgasmed. It seemed to last forever as his spunk kept shooting inside my pussy. I smiled at my Italian friend and just said "Wow!"

Dino laid on his back and I straddled his chest, allowing our love juices to drop on his stomach. I fingered the mixture of cum in a circular motion before licking it while I gave my man eye contact.

I spoke to my husband for the first time in a while. "I saw you wanking you naughty boy. Come over here." He dutifully obliged. "Lay down next to my boyfriend." Again he did as he was told. "You two boys had better be ready for me now. Fucking that nice big cock has made me very horny. Now what shall I do with you two boys?"

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part eleven

 "For the first time I want you to myself. Your man can watch but I'd be happier if he doesn't participate. I want to make love to you - afterwards we both have all night to fuck you."

Dino's words took me by surprise. His beautiful eyes seemed to gaze deep into my soul when he spoke to me. My husband agreed to his request without question - after all, the Italian had paid a lot of money to be with us. I was genuinely flattered by this guys complete devotion to me. He was besotted to the verge of obsession.

My man settled into a chair in the corner facing the bed. Dino approached me and kissed me firmly on the lips as his huge forearm pulled me in to him. He moved his hand from my waist up to the top of my dress and found the zip expertly. His fingers gripped the zip and slowly descended downwards. Every nerve end was tingling as he pulled my dress to the floor. I stepped out of it and he looked me up and down with approval.

Dino sank to his knees and his strong hands clasped my left ankle. He gently rubbed my stockinged calf and made his way past my knee to my thigh. My panties were at his eye level and he breathed inwards smelling my pussy. I longed for his tongue but he moved down and repeated the process with my other leg. This time I caressed the back of his neck, gently pulling him closer to my soaking pussy. 

"Kiss it" I said but he ignored me and stood up. His arms wrapped around me and he unclasped my bra. He cupped my breasts once the bra dropped to the floor. My nipples were stood out and his fingers tweaked them one at a time.

The swiftness and strength took me by surprise as his right arm lifted me up from the back of my knees in one swoop. "Get inside the bed my love" he said as he gently lowered me down.

I caught a glimpse of my husband with his hand poised on his cock and turned to watch Dino undress. I was exploding with desire as he stood next to me with only his boxer shorts holding in his huge penis. When he took them off my eyes widened. His cock was huge but I was ready for it.

He slipped under the covers and stroked my hair. I lifted my leg and wrapped it around his thigh. I had lost all restraint as I pushed my tongue onto his and kissed him passionately. The shaft of his cock was on the length of my pussy. It was so big that the tip went beyond my arse. He pulled back slightly and the end of his trouser snake entered me for the first time. I let out a loud moan as he pushed it deep inside my wet pussy and started to pound me slowly. I glanced over to my husband as his cum shot out of the end of his dick.

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part ten

 Dino paid the bill and escorted me to the door and the waiting taxi. He opened the door for me and walked round to enter from the opposite side. A quick instruction to the cab driver and he pushed up close to me. "I can hardly contain myself" he said as he gazed into my eyes.

My hand was on his thigh. My fingers were close to his growing cock. I held his gaze. "I want you so much" he said and I remained silent, enjoying having this stud in the palm of my hand. I stroked his arm and gently assured him that it wouldn't be long now. Every nerve end was tingling with excitement as I imagined his amazing body gelling with mine. I wanted that huge cock deep inside my soaking pussy. 

The taxi arrived at the hotel. Dino paid and we made our way through the reception towards the lift. The lift doors opened and we walked in. "You'll be inside me soon" I said.

I opened the door expecting to see my husband but the room was empty. Where was he? I wanted to get dirty, VERY dirty, but knew I should not start without my guy.

Seconds later he walked in smiling and I immediately said "Ok boys, time for some fun. I need plenty of attention!"

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part nine

 I nibbled at the food infront of me. I struggled to concentrate on anything other than the bedroom antics ahead of us. My nerves and inhibitions were long gone and had been replaced by pure unadulterated lust. I wanted my husband and Italian boyfriend to use me all night. I wanted to be fucked and sucked like a slut. 

My tongue had loosened with the wine and Dino answered the question in my head as if he could read my thoughts. "I have never done anything like this before. I have had many girlfriends but my relationship with you is unique. My online obsession with you takes up a lot of my time. I've watched every video and seen every photo that you've done." He lent forward and whispered in my ear, "I wank over you every day." 

His words had me on the verge of orgasm. "You'll be inside me soon sweetie, and I assure you that I'll take you to heaven." I was moving my hand slowly up and down his forearm as I spoke. I began to press more firmly to allow my long painted nails to dig in to his skin. His eyes closed for a second to send a message of longing and desire to me. His voice quivered as he whispered again - "my cock is getting very hard." "My pussy is wet and I want to feed you", I replied, "would you like a little taste now?"

I took my right hand away from Dino's arm. I maintained eye contact as I slipped my forefinger deep inside my vagina. I moved my soaking finger to his lower lip and watched him lick the juices from it. "You are a hungry boy, aren't you?" I said, "We need to go now so I can feed you and take a look at that nice cock of yours. Would you like me to put it in my mouth? I'm wearing my new lipstick and it's just for you."

"Waiter! Please fetch me the bill. We have to go!" said Dino.

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part eight

 The resteraunt was dimly lit and a flickering candle on the table added to the atmosphere of relaxed intimacy. To any of the other diners we must have looked like a pair of lovers out for a romantic meal. I loved going along with this and almost forgot that I was a paid whore. We ordered from the waiter and Dino held my hand and looked into my eyes. "You look so delicious my love and I am so happy right now." The butterflies returned to my stomach and I struggled for a reply before saying, "Me too sweetheart." 

My hand was shaking slightly as I finished my first glass of wine. I was thinking to myself that this handsome hunk of a man was clearly besotted with me and I really should go along with his dream. My confidence started to come back so I said to him "As it's our first date I've booked a room at a nearby hotel. It may be nice if you'd escort me back there quite soon and share a bottle of wine with me?"  

Dino immediately joined in with the roleplay. "If you're sure my Love?" I felt his hand tighten on mine as he flashed his gorgeous smile. We continued to play the game of lovers on a date but the more wine I had, the more filthy my thoughts were. I longed for his monster cock to fill my mouth. I wanted him inside me and I decided to drop his spunk from my pussy on to his torso and mop it up with my tongue. I wanted my husband to film it and then fuck me while Dino wanked. 

I needed to calm down! The main courses were on the way and I decided we were going to skip desert.

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part seven

 Dino looked around from his position at the bar. As our eyes met he revealed pearly white teeth as he smiled directly at me. My heart fluttered as he walked towards us. My husband stood to greet him and shook his hand. Dino was first to speak, in a quiet, almost shy voice he thanked my man for allowing him to take out his wife. He sat next to me and gently kissed my cheek. I couldn't choose the right words and blurted out "Thankyou for coming all this way to visit us" - a little formal considering he was paying for my services! "I would gone to the end of the earth just to be with you" he said.

I was in heaven! Dino was unbelievably attractive. I imagined running my hands through his short dark hair. Kissing his lips and smooth cheeks, exploring his tanned torso. I was going ti be going on a date with this hunk and then fucked by him and my man as many times as they could manage.

After a few minutes Dino went up to the room to shower and get changed. The taxi would be there in 30 minutes so I waited with my fella in the bar. We had another drink and smiled at each other constantly, both knowing what each other had on their minds. "What do you think of Dino?" said my guy. "Very fuckable!" I said, a little too loudly!

Dino was back. He had changed into grey trousers with a black shirt. He was cleanly shaven and I could smell his cologne. "He held out his hand and I got up from my seat. His hands were strong but he handled me with great care. Even our hands meeting sent a surge through my body and i knew he felt it too. I could only imagine what it would be like when our naked bodies intertwined. 

I told my husband that we'd see him in our room later and followed Dino to the door. My Italian date opened the door and stood back to let me exit first. He walked to the waiting taxi and again opened the door for me before walking round to climb in beside me. As the taxi pulled away he gently held my hand and looked into my eyes. "I know that I've had to pay to be with you but please allow me to indulge in my fantasy. I want us to act as though it is our first date. I want to treat you with complete respect while we are in the resteraunt, just like we are two lovers lost in our own world."

"Ok sweetheart" I replied and smiled warmly. Dino had thoroughly endeared himself to me already. I had to resist the urge to unzip him and climb on his big cock there and then.

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part six

 I looked at my mobile phone for the time. My Italian date  would be just about landing as it was now 5.20pm. Time for us to hit the bar!

I smiled nervously towards my husband as we entered the lift, "Excited darling?" "Oh yes" I replied. He told me again how beautiful I looked as he squeezed my ass cheek.

The bar was busy. I chose a seat with a view of the entrance, wanting to check out my date before he saw me. My husband set the drinks down on the table and sat down opposite me. "What will you do while I'm out on my date?" I asked. "I'll have a bite to eat, a few drinks and wait for the two of you upstairs in bed. I'm going to enjoy this as much as you." I decided to tease him, speaking just loud enough for the guys on the next table to hear, I said "Will you hold my legs open for Dino?" and "Don't worry baby, you can have a turn with me."

Our eyes were drifting to the door each time it opened. It was close to meet up time and the drink was contributing to the dampness I could feel between my legs. And there he was...

Black leather shoes, a fitted black suit and a crisp white shirt were immaculately clinging to a vision of stunning beauty. Dark skin, medium height and a muscular frame. This guy was already turning a few female heads and he had travelled all the way from Italy to fuck me.

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part five

 The airport hotel was filled with the usual hustle and bustle of people checking in and leaving. I always entered hotels with an excited sense of anticipation, knowing that you will probably never see any of the people there again can bring out your naughty side.

The room was clean and modern. I checked the mattress and the Italian bodybuilder and his huge cock entered my thoughts again. My guy asked me if I was wet and offered to finger me. "No, naughty. I'm going to get my body ready for Dino." My husband smiled and I kissed him firmly on the lips, pressing close enough to feel his erection.

I spent the next two hours pampering myself. All the time my pussy throbbed and my stomach did somersaults. My man was laid on the bed and I knew how much he loved to watch me get ready, particularly for someone else's benefit.

My red finger and toe nails were manicured and stood out against my white skin. My lipstick was red and I chose pink eyeshadow and thick black eyeliner. I faced my man as I put on my red low cut bra which matched the little red panties that I was wearing. I slipped on my black stockings and pulled them up slowly to meet my suspender belt. I stepped into my red micro dress and pulled it up. It barely covered my bulging tits and sat just below my stocking tops. 

My man stared at me from the bed he was laying on. He hadn't said a word while I dressed so I broke the silence. "You ok, baby?" "I need a wank!" he said.

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part four

 It was the day of the meet up. I woke up early due to the anticipation and I immediately thought about my Italian bodybuilder. Was he awake? Was he thinking about me? Was he erect?

The previous day had been great. I had been full of adrenaline and nervous energy. My fingers and toe nails had been treated and painted and my hair had been cut professionally. I had bought a red dress, black silk stockings and leather red high heeled shoes. As we were dining alone I wanted to looked classy and sexual. 

I woke my man up with a drink of coffee. I slipped under the covers, grabbed his cock and whispered, "Hey sweetie, you're going to watch me get fucked later, aren't you?" He started to grow and I playfully chastised him, "Dino's the next one to put his cock inside me. Wait your turn you naughty boy."

We set off for the hotel after a leisurely morning. My husband watched as I packed my clothes. I made sure he saw every piece of lingerie and felt him watching as I tested the batteries on my rabbit vibrator.

We made small talk and listened to music in the car but with each mile we travelled I became more excited. The tingling sensation started in my chest and ended between my legs. My pussy was already damp.

We parked up and checked in at the hotel. It was 3pm and I had to unpack and get ready for my hot date. The picture of his huge cock would not leave my mind. How was I going to manage it? Would I be able to fit it in my mouth? 

Let's just say... I couldn't wait to try!

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part three

 Panic set in! It was 10am and in just over 24 hours we'd be setting off for our meet-up.

Dino had sent me the planned schedule along with a full body picture (although it was taken from the back). I imagined digging my nails into his rock solid buttocks and pulling him into me. I really had to try and stop my mind racing as I had so much to do before we set off.

I ran through the plan for tomorrow in my head;

1PM Leave for the hotel with my man 

3PM Check-in

6PM Meet Dino in the bar with my guy

7PM Resteraunt with Dino - just the two of us

10PM Fucked like a whore all night long!

I was sitting drinking coffee in a cafe at the shopping centre. I had come to buy lingerie and enjoy beauty treatment for the day. An email arrived from Dino;


I opened the attachment knowing it was going to be my first sight of his penis. I realised that I'd actually said "Wow" out loud and looked to make sure no one had heard.

His cock wasn't even hard and it must have been 12 inches long. My heart started to beat a little faster and I licked my lips.

Sex with our yuvutu friend - part two

 I'd never fucked a body builder. Each photo that Dino sent revealed a little bit more of his body. His legs and arms were huge and I could not stop thinking about what it was like to be fucked by him.

His torso was a perfect sculpture and his tanned skin was heavily tattooed. I'd asked for a picture of his cock but he only revealed a tiny glimpse of its base. I found it difficult to think of anything other than my night of sex with my Italian guy and walked around with a permanent tingling sensation in my pussy.

I shared my thoughts with my man who allowed me to use his cock whenever he was around. He couldn't wait as Dino seemed to totally understand my guys desire to see me used like a whore. His emails had suggested that my guy should hold my legs open, tell him what I liked, hold me while I sucked his cock and so on! 

Another email came to my inbox from Dino. It read as follows...


I replied instantly...


Sex with our yuvutu friend - part one

 What an exciting time. It started with my fantasy auction blog when I invited people to bid on a night with me. I was taken by surprise with the amount of comments and messages we received. Once again we want to thank the yuvutu community.

The bidding was to end at midnight last Wednesday and I stayed awake checking the site. With only five minutes to go I received a notification that a message had come through to our inbox. It read;


He had also left his email address. I thought about waking my man with the news. He looked very peaceful in his sleep so I decided to try to find out more about Dino. I drafted an email telling him our names and asking what he had in mind for me? 

He replied within a minute or two:


I was intrigued. The arrangement sounded ideal but I knew nothing about the mystery bidder. His yuvutu profile was blank apart from revealing he was an Italian male.

I replied to his email by asking him to tell me a bit about himself and asked for a picture. I could feel myself getting aroused and noticed that my left hand was on my pussy!

Five minutes later an email notification popped up on my mobile phone. There was a photograph attachment and the email read;


My fingers were shaking as I opened the photograph... It was the tanned arm of a very strong man. He was obviously teasing me but it was enough to wet my appetite. My finger slipped inside my wet pussy...

How much would you pay to fuck me? - final part

 We'd like to say a big "thankyou" to everyone who took part in our fantasy auction. We had real fun and I am genuinely overwhelmed by the comments and messages that we received. We are very lucky to have such nice friends and we are priveldged to be part of the yuvutu community. 


Dino from Italy. His last message was a bid of 500 euros plus the cost of the hotel. He wants me to take my vibrator.

We have exchanged email addresses and I know very little about him up to now. All very exciting! When we meet he wants me to be dressed similar to this...

Thankyou again. I'll keep you updated...

How much would you pay to fuck me? - part two

 Yesterday was the first day of our fantasy auction. We had bids from £1 to over £100. There was a private bid of £200 to use me for the weekend.

Please continue to bid in the comments section. All bids will be considered. What is a night with me worth? I love having my nipples sucked.

How much would you pay to fuck me? - part one

Here is my fantasy...

I am for sale. You get to use me for a full night. We meet in a hotel bar in the evening before a night of sex in a hotel room.

You can choose what I wear, this includes shoes/boots, lingerie and nylons etc,. I will use any toys and sex aids that you would like and you can play with them with me.

Please comment! What would you bid for me to be your whore?

Sluts out on the town - final part

 It was 4am. I was still pretty drunk and I wasn't sure if I'd dozed off for a short while. I tapped Belinda who was at my side with her eyes closed. "Wake up honey, I'm booking a taxi."

I got to my feet gingerly and felt the cum move in my pussy. The guys were slumped at the end of the bed *****.  I left my stockings off and slipped on my little black dress and high heels. After quickly brushing my hair I helped Belinda to get ready, more out of a need to be with my husband as quickly as possible as I was missing him ❤.

The guys woke up and let us out. I got a light kiss on the cheek from them both and a pat on the bottom from Craig. Leaving the apartment it crossed my mind that we looked like a pair of whores. This made me smile to myself and consider climbing straight into bed for more cock when I got home.

Belinda went straight to bed when the taxi dropped us off. I opened the bedroom door and admired the view of my man laying on his back in a deep sleep. 

I pulled off my panties and lifted my skirt before carefully straddling his mouth. I opened the lips of my pussy and waited for his response. In a matter of seconds his tongue started moving, slowly at first and then more quickly as his excitement grew. He ate me greedily and, not for the first time that night, I was brought to a wonderful climax.

I remembered that my husband had bet me that I wouldn't be fucked last night and my first words to him were, "Did you taste that cum inside me?" He nodded. "You owe me £10" I said.

Sluts out on the town - part eight

 "Move up" said Belinda as she got on to the bed and laid next to me. She opened her legs for the two guys who were stood looking down at us. I copied her and spread my legs apart.

I felt my clit hardening as moist lips kissed around my vagina. My eyes were closed and I didn't know which guy was attending to me. Belinda moaned with pleasure at the side of me.

The guy dribbled spit onto my clit and it trickled down my pussy lips which were already wet with cum. His tongue feathered my clit. I wriggled with pleasure as a finger slipped deep inside me. The tongue pressed harder onto my clit and moved rapidly. I felt ready to explode when it stopped!

"Time to swap" said the guy. I looked up in time to see Craig's head making its way to my pussy. "He fed on me hungrily before standing up. "Turn around" he said and his friend told Belinda to do the same. We were both on all fours waiting to be fucked from behind.

Craig's cock filled me as he pushed inside me. Slowly at first and then more urgently. He brought me to climax and still carried on pounding me. His quickening breath told me he was ready to shoot his load. His cum shot up me as I reached orgasm once more. Belinda had collapsed as Sam had finished fucking her. We looked at each other and grinned.

Sluts out on the town - part seven

 The dirty talk was really turning me on and I could tell Sam loved it. His cock was as solid as a rock and that was before I'd got to work on it. I glanced at my phone screen to make sure my husband was still connected, making sure my new fuck buddy didn't spot me. I was now stripped down to my stockings and heels. I wanted to give my husband a running commentary without Sam getting suspicious.

Me - "I'll put my tits near your mouth so you can lick my nipples.."

Sam - "They are so hard. You have amazing tits."

Me - "I'm going to suck your cock while I straddle you so feel free to finger and lick anything "

Me - "Its ok to lick my arse sweetie I'm used to it." 

Me - "That's right, push those fingers deep into my pussy."

Sam - "I love your tight pussy. It's dripping wet "

Me - "Your cock tastes good honey. Would you like me to sit on it."

Sam - "Let me shoot my load inside you."

Me - "Keep fucking me hard. I'm going to cum. Shoot it up me. I'm a filthy whore "

And we both orgasmed at the same time. Just as there was a tap on the door. In walked Craig with Belinda following. "Mind if we join you?" he said.

Sluts out on the town - part six

 It was only a short walk to the apartment. We walked through the reception and went in the lift. Everyone was quite and I put this down to collective nervous anticipation.

The accommodation was lovely. Largely open plan with a huge corner sofa and a large screen tv with s modern kitchen and dining area. Four closed doors presumably led to the bedrooms and bathroom.

Sam prepared some drinks while I asked to be excused while I used the toilet. In there I called my husband and spoke with him quietly enough for no one else to hear. "Hi sweetie. I'm going to get fucked soon so I'll leave the phone on so you can listen." 

My guy gave his approval. After all we had a bet on this and he did ask for proof! I imagined him beating his cock while he heard me moaning with a dick inside me.

Coming out of the toilet I saw Belinda and Craig on the sofa. He was already on top of her and had his hand up her skirt. Sam was sat at the opposite end watching them. I considered mounting him there and then but instead I held out my hand and said "Take me to bed."

I placed the phone behind my handbag on the bedside table checking that my husband was still connected. I told Sam that I loved a guy to talk dirty to me and treat me like a whore. He got it immediately and said, "Strip infront of me you filthy slut." 

Sam had undressed and was already laid on the bed with cock in hand. I unzipped my dress and stepped out of it. "That's right baby, stroke your cock for me." I teased him by slipping my fingers in and out of my panties - "My pussy is wet through sweetie." I bent over and showed him my ass - "Would you like to taste my arse?" I slowly revealed my tits - "My nipples are very hard aren't they?"

All the time I imagined my husband wanking hard while I acted like a dirty slag for a guy I'd only just met.

Sluts out on the town - part five

 The guys introduced themselves. The smaller, tanned guy with short dark hair was called Sam. His shirt was unbuttoned enough to reveal dark hairs on, what looked like, a well toned chest. He was polite and entertaining and I detected a glint in his eyes that told me he found me desirable.

Belinda was flirting with the other guy, Craig. He was the quieter of the two. He was dressed immaculately from head to toe and I had to admit that he attracted me just as much as Sam.

The conversation flowed as did the drinks. Craig was at the bar when I asked Sam how long they were staying in town. He answered that the guys had one more night to stay in the apartment around the corner before going home tomorrow to their wives. The two of them had been away on business and this was their third night.

"I've heard that those apartments cost a small fortune to stay in," I said, "I bet they are lovely?" Sam didn't need a further hint, "After this drink I'll show you if you like?" My smile showed him that I'd like very much!

Craig came back with the drinks and Belinda pretended to be upset. "I want to see the apartment" she said in an exaggerated mardy voice. "No problem" was Craig's reply and another surge of excitement ran through to my pussy.

Our glasses were empty and Sam stood up, held out his hand to me and asked if I was ready. I took his strong hand and allowed him to guide me to the exit. He opened the door and stood aside for me and I brushed past him, pausing just long enough to look him in the eye as my hand squeezed the bulge in his trousers. 

"Are you excited baby?" I asked. "You look fucking amazing" he replied.

Sluts out on the town - part four

 My husband had texted me back. He pointed out that the only way I could win the bet was to get a guy to fuck me before I got home - and prove it to him! Time was passing by and it looked like I'd lost the wager.

Belinda and I had been in the usual pubs and bars. We'd chatted and flirted and had a lot of fun. Lots of lads had bought us lots of drinks but none of them really gave me the impression that they could handle or satisfy me.

It was midnight and we decided on one last drink in a new cocktail bar near the train station. It made a welcome change from the constant noise of chat and music in the other bars we'd been in. There was a guy playing the piano in the corner and this added to the atmosphere of relaxed intimacy.

We both ordered a cocktail and sat on a leather sofa, placing our drinks on the low table in front of us. "I've had a great time tonight", said Belinda and we both smiled.

My attention turned to two men who seemed to be walking towards us. Approaching the seat opposite Belinda was a tall, blonde haired guy in a blue suit with a white shirt and pink tie. Heading towards me was a smaller fella in a grey suit with a black shirt. He had dark hair and a nice tan. Both were around 40 and, to put it bluntly, very fuckable.

The shorter guy looked at me and said, "Are these anybody's chairs? Do you mind if we join you?" I felt a stirring and I could tell by Belinda's giggles that she was thinking the same as me. 

These two looked as though they knew how to satisfy a woman and my wet pussy was telling me I needed cock.

Sluts out on the town - part three

 We moved to one side and waited for the boys to fetch our drinks. When they came over to us Belinda was first to speak (as usual). She took a glass from the taller of the two youths and said, "I bet I could teach you a thing or two. How old are you?" 

The lads were both 19 and my friend continued to flirt outrageously with the taller of the two. The other lad just blushed and struggled to give me eye contact, although I caught him looking at my cleavage a few times! I'm not sure if it was the drink, the fact that I felt incredibly horny or a desire to show Belinda that I could grab some of the limelight that made me come on to the shy youngster. I asked him where they were going next and he told me they were off to the cinema in ten minutes. "You can do a lot in ten minutes", I said and then took his hand and said, "Come with me." 

I led him through the crowd to the ladies toilets and he was still holding my hand as I closed the cubicle door behind us. I pushed him gently on to the toilet seat, pausing just long enough to undo his belt and pull his trousers down. He pushed his boxers down towards his ankles and I sank to my knees. My red lips engulfed his penis. He was fully erect but his cock just fit nicely in my mouth. I rhythmically moved my head back and forth, occasionally stopping to suck his tight balls. The lad threw his head back as thick, warm cock shot into my mouth and down my throat. I smiled at him and told him to go back to his mate and get on his way to the cinema. 

After refreshing my makeup I strolled up to Belinda with a wide grin on my face. For once she was speechless! We finished our drinks and it was time to move on. Just before we left I sent my husband a text;


Sluts out on the town - part two

 I sat with my man on the sofa waiting for Belinda to arrive. I'd selected my little black dress to go with the stockings and heels. It barely held in my boobs as the bra pushed my cleavage together to show my tits to the maximum. As I sat down the dress was only just long enough to cover my stocking tops. My nails were painted black with the exception of my thumbnails which were red. I'd gone for thick black eyeliner with green eyeshadow and bright red lipstick. The bulge in my husband's jeans told me he liked the way I looked.

My man got up to answer the knock at the door and I heard him going through the formalities of greeting my friend. I stood up and  hugged her as she burst into the living room and instantly filled it with her noisy presence.

Belinda had put in some weight over the years but it hadn't prevented her from squeezing into the skimpiest of skirts. She wore thigh length black leather boots with a silver stiletto, a white micro skirt and a red crop top. She still had beautiful long blonde hair falling down her back in tight ringlets. I admired her confidence to wear such an outfit and I kind of understood why she attracted male attention although she was a bit on the large side! 

My guy took her overnight bag upstairs and we had a glass of wine as we waited for our taxi. "It's been nearly a week since I was fucked!" We both burst into fits of laughter - typical Belinda, straight out with It! 

We were still giggling as we got into the back of the taxi. "Look at you, you look amazing" said my friend, "I bet you get chatted up before me!" We laughed again, "Let's see shall we?" I replied.

The taxi dropped us off in the middle of town and we went into a lively bar which was already busy. The queue to get a drink was three or four deep and we were behind two very young looking lads. Belinda whispered in my ear that we weren't going to have to buy many drinks tonight and I looked at her quizzically.

She tapped one of the boys on the shoulder and he turned around. He looked about 18, young enough for us to be his grandma! "You've got a choice," she said, "You can either buy your own drinks and move on or get a drink for me and my friend here and see what happens next."

The boys voice had a nervous quiver to it as he said, "What can I get you both?"

Sluts out on the town - part one

 "Are you sure you don't mind me going out with Belinda?". My husband and I were both aware of her reputation. She had always been known as "easy" and openly admitted how much she loved being fucked. I'd not seen her for around ten years and after accepting her Facebook friend request we'd arranged a night out in town. 

"Don't be silly sweetheart, you go and enjoy yourself", said my man, "it'll be nice for you two to have a catch up." I kissed him on the cheek and patted his bum. "You're a darling" I told him.

I wondered if my friend still dressed outrageously. She always wore the shortest micro skirts with the highest heels but seldom failed to go home with a guy. I pulled my maxi dress off the hanger and selected my flat sandals from my shoe rack. My man had gone to fetch me a glass of wine as I felt a bit edgy seeing my pal after all this time.

I slipped my dress on as my guy entered the bedroom with our drinks. "What you wearing that for?" I was taken aback as he had always been so complimentary about me but he quickly added "You look beautiful but I think you should go much shorter. Why cover those lovely legs? I want you to dress up as though I'm on my way home to fuck you. Let's show Belinda that she's got some competition tonight." 

And off he went downstairs. This had left me starting to feel very naughty so I decided to give my man what he wanted. Out came the sexy underwear and stockings. I put them on and laid on the bed before I shouted him.

He came in the room and I asked him if I looked any better. "Bend over and let me take a photo," he said. "I want something to look at while you're out. Once you leave the house I don't expect to see you until morning. Call it a challenge - I'll have a £10 bet that you don't get a man to fuck you before morning " 

"You're on!" I said with a grin on my face.

Sunday afternoon fun in the pub - final part

 A few minutes later I felt the guys cocks start to harden once more. I was now turned on my side with my husband holding me from behind. I opened my eyes and Didier was facing me, right next to me and looking into my eyes. He looked at me and begged, "Please can I fuck you?", I simply said "Yes".

My husband's cock was growing and I could feel him sneakily rubbing it on my wet pussy through my ass cheeks. The end of Didier's cock was on my clit and both men started to slip in and out of me. Philippe returned from the toilet and lifted my leg from the ankle to widen the entrance for my men. With his other hand I watched him start to wank as he stared at my tits which still had his cum on them. 

My husband was first to ejaculate as Didier rubbed his wide cockend on my clit my man shot his spunk up me from behind. Straight afterwards Philippe's creamy white sperm landed on my pussy as he lent in on me. I got up and mounted Didier's big black cock, sperm was dripping out of my used pussy. I told him to lay back whilst I used him. Didier did as he was told and dutifully shot his load deep inside me as I climaxed at the same time.

The three guys looked very happy and totally satisfied. I felt like a naughty slut. This had really turned out to be a Sunday to remember!

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