2nd experience for P
After Paula's night with Alastair at the club and then the subsequent fun at his he became her regular 'fuck buddy'.
Going to work became more exciting for her as often whilst at work he would grope her when they had a moment alone and her dress style for work became more slutty and daring as time went on.
Nothing ridiculous but skirts were a tad shorter, blouses a bit tighter to show her big tits off more, shoes a little more high with bigger heels and she bought a few pairs of suspender style tights, the ones with no gussets, so she could go knickerless to work!
Getting ready would see her getting quite turned on as she slipped the tights on and pulled the shortish skirts on.
She loved getting herself worked up knowing that it turned me on to see her in such a state of heat at the thought of this guy kissing, groping and toying with her during a normal work day.
Many is the time I received a text message whilst at work of her telling me how she had just snogged him on lunch-breaks, how he had been dipping his fingers up her fanny in a store cupboard and a couple of times how she had sucked him off till he spunked down her throat in the same cupboards and once in a toilet!
She would set off to work with a spring in her step telling me how a few of the buttons in her blouse would be undone so he could get a good look at her tits and maybe a grope or two during the day. She had me shave her cunt as he liked it smooth. Telling me how many times he would be fingering and fucking it as I trimmed and shaved her hair off till it was all smooth and slippery.
We had some great fucks whilst I shaved her and she seemed to be revelling in this new tart wife role.
After a few weeks Paula told me she had been asked to a party that he was having at his house.
Of course I agreed and my cock was solid for the week leading up to the Saturday.
She wanted a new dress to wear so we went shopping during the day and she settled on a very nice tight and very short blue dress. Low cut at the front with straps at the back in a criss-cross pattern.
She also wanted a new pair of heels to match it and settled on a wedge style pair, black in colour. Then came the new stockings to wear with it, a seamed pair, white with a black line up the back.
Once home she asked me to shave her pussy so it was nice and smooth, which I did and she became increasingly wet as I did so. My cock was about bursting!
Watching her get ready had me staying stiff as a fucking poker as she put the stockings heels and then slipped the dress on. No bra and tiny see through knickers!
She looked amazing, very cheap and tarty but amazing. The dress clinging to her tits and as she moved a glimpse of the patterned stocking top occasionally was visible.
She was all legs and cleavage.
A taxi was ordered for to collect her. She had been on the phone to Alastair and I heard her giggling away at whatever they chatted about.
She told me he had asked her to stay over and made sure I understood that she wouldn't be back till the afternoon the next day. She promised to try to send me the odd text message to let me know how the party was going but couldn't promise.
Once the taxi came we parted with a deep kiss an she told me she intended to be a right cock pleaser for him. She looked a right sight getting into the backseat of it. I wondered what the chat would be like with the driver with her all tarted up and alone in the back.
It was an agonising next few hours for me in all honesty. I watched some porn but was so fucking turned on that my cock was stiff for ages and I needed to calm down!
I watched a bit of football and went out for a beer to try and keep my mind off what was possibly happening at this house party.
At the pub I received a text from her saying there were four others there.
I asked what their girlfriends and wives were like and the next message told me she was the only lass there!
Alastair had introduced her as his work play friend. They all knew she was married and worked with him. He obviously had told them everything.
The 'party' was basically her and his mates . All getting a bit pissed and having a dance and god knew what else!
The text messages dried up for ages after that exchange and my mind was whirling away.
What the hell did they think of her dressed as she was? Tits hanging out of the front, arse showing in the tightness and the dress so short it rode up to show she had stockings on..... and her alone with 5 guys?
Back home I was horny as hell and watched a fair bit of online porn, chatting away to a few guys on a forum at the same time.
During this time I received two text messages.
Each one as cryptic and infuriating as the next.
'Having a great time. Don't worry I'm being taken great care of LOL' and
'These guys are great! LOL'
After an agonising night and next morning I finally received another text at about 1PM.
'On my way home in taxi. Love you x'
My cock was hard as fuck again as I waited. The 30 minutes it took was enough for me to have played loads of scenarios over in my head. I couldn't wait to hear it all first hand.
On hearing the car pull up in our drive I was like a k** at xmas waiting for her to walk in the door.
Fuck me she looked a state! She waddled in, unsteady on her feet.
She had her dress on, but to say it was crumpled and ill fitting is the understatement of the year. The white stockings were on her still but laddered to hell and you could clearly see stain's on them in a few places. They were on plain sight as her dress was so high up her thighs. What the fuck the taxi driver must have seen had me gasping.
Her hair was tousled and again it looked like it had a few matted stained bits to it.
Her tits were spilling out the low cut front of the dress and one of her shoes was untied.
She immediately walked towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. She reeked of sex, alcohol and man sweat.
She lashed her tongue around my mouth and I responded.
The next 45 minutes had her telling me how they had met her as she arrived at the 'party'.
How each of them had danced with her, openly feeling her up as Alistair had assured them she was game for anything.
I was eating her cunt out as she sat, wide spread legged on the settee telling me every detail.
Her panties had been left at the house as they were torn!
She was clearly getting off on using really foul language and seeing how much it was turning me on. This was to be a feature during her time with Alastair, how she gradually became less and less inhibited and really very dirty.
I could taste the cum up her and on her breath. The salty taste unmistakable.
She told me how she had danced with them all, snogged them all in turn taking tongues right down her throat, and then how each had groped, fondled her, grappled with her massive tits (letting them fall out of her dress where they stayed for the rest of the night) and eventually all had some fingers up her by this point, 'dripping cunt', as she put it!
She had sucked them all off to the point of them being rock solid and had then fucked them all, individually, and then as a gang.
I was spunking all over the floor as she told me how they had eventually double penetrated her as she sucked on another cock at the same time.
Apparently they did her with one lying on the floor and another up her arse from behind to start with but tried it with her straddling one of them , Peter she said he was called, (he had the biggest cock apparently which she came off on twice as he was up her arse she said) and another guy in front of them up her cunt.
3 cocks. Up her arse, pussy and in her mouth. Amazing!
Cum had ended up in all her holes she told me, on her face and all over her dress and stockings (hence the stains).
They had all spunked at least twice last night, a couple of them three times, and she had 2 of them again this morning, the others having left. Alastair and his best mate Gary were the ones to have her in the morning, and it was Gary's cum in her hair. Alastair cumming up her cunt. It was his cum I had been tasting licking her to orgasm as she came off on my tongue as she told me it all.
She was delighted at how I had reacted as she had agreed to meet Gary with his girlfriend, who he had been trying to persuade to try dogging, the following week.
This was when Alistair, her, Gary and his lass ended up at Longniddry bents car parks in East Lothian with her taking on a couple of strangers.
Going to work became more exciting for her as often whilst at work he would grope her when they had a moment alone and her dress style for work became more slutty and daring as time went on.
Nothing ridiculous but skirts were a tad shorter, blouses a bit tighter to show her big tits off more, shoes a little more high with bigger heels and she bought a few pairs of suspender style tights, the ones with no gussets, so she could go knickerless to work!
Getting ready would see her getting quite turned on as she slipped the tights on and pulled the shortish skirts on.
She loved getting herself worked up knowing that it turned me on to see her in such a state of heat at the thought of this guy kissing, groping and toying with her during a normal work day.
Many is the time I received a text message whilst at work of her telling me how she had just snogged him on lunch-breaks, how he had been dipping his fingers up her fanny in a store cupboard and a couple of times how she had sucked him off till he spunked down her throat in the same cupboards and once in a toilet!
She would set off to work with a spring in her step telling me how a few of the buttons in her blouse would be undone so he could get a good look at her tits and maybe a grope or two during the day. She had me shave her cunt as he liked it smooth. Telling me how many times he would be fingering and fucking it as I trimmed and shaved her hair off till it was all smooth and slippery.
We had some great fucks whilst I shaved her and she seemed to be revelling in this new tart wife role.
After a few weeks Paula told me she had been asked to a party that he was having at his house.
Of course I agreed and my cock was solid for the week leading up to the Saturday.
She wanted a new dress to wear so we went shopping during the day and she settled on a very nice tight and very short blue dress. Low cut at the front with straps at the back in a criss-cross pattern.
She also wanted a new pair of heels to match it and settled on a wedge style pair, black in colour. Then came the new stockings to wear with it, a seamed pair, white with a black line up the back.
Once home she asked me to shave her pussy so it was nice and smooth, which I did and she became increasingly wet as I did so. My cock was about bursting!
Watching her get ready had me staying stiff as a fucking poker as she put the stockings heels and then slipped the dress on. No bra and tiny see through knickers!
She looked amazing, very cheap and tarty but amazing. The dress clinging to her tits and as she moved a glimpse of the patterned stocking top occasionally was visible.
She was all legs and cleavage.
A taxi was ordered for to collect her. She had been on the phone to Alastair and I heard her giggling away at whatever they chatted about.
She told me he had asked her to stay over and made sure I understood that she wouldn't be back till the afternoon the next day. She promised to try to send me the odd text message to let me know how the party was going but couldn't promise.
Once the taxi came we parted with a deep kiss an she told me she intended to be a right cock pleaser for him. She looked a right sight getting into the backseat of it. I wondered what the chat would be like with the driver with her all tarted up and alone in the back.
It was an agonising next few hours for me in all honesty. I watched some porn but was so fucking turned on that my cock was stiff for ages and I needed to calm down!
I watched a bit of football and went out for a beer to try and keep my mind off what was possibly happening at this house party.
At the pub I received a text from her saying there were four others there.
I asked what their girlfriends and wives were like and the next message told me she was the only lass there!
Alastair had introduced her as his work play friend. They all knew she was married and worked with him. He obviously had told them everything.
The 'party' was basically her and his mates . All getting a bit pissed and having a dance and god knew what else!
The text messages dried up for ages after that exchange and my mind was whirling away.
What the hell did they think of her dressed as she was? Tits hanging out of the front, arse showing in the tightness and the dress so short it rode up to show she had stockings on..... and her alone with 5 guys?
Back home I was horny as hell and watched a fair bit of online porn, chatting away to a few guys on a forum at the same time.
During this time I received two text messages.
Each one as cryptic and infuriating as the next.
'Having a great time. Don't worry I'm being taken great care of LOL' and
'These guys are great! LOL'
After an agonising night and next morning I finally received another text at about 1PM.
'On my way home in taxi. Love you x'
My cock was hard as fuck again as I waited. The 30 minutes it took was enough for me to have played loads of scenarios over in my head. I couldn't wait to hear it all first hand.
On hearing the car pull up in our drive I was like a k** at xmas waiting for her to walk in the door.
Fuck me she looked a state! She waddled in, unsteady on her feet.
She had her dress on, but to say it was crumpled and ill fitting is the understatement of the year. The white stockings were on her still but laddered to hell and you could clearly see stain's on them in a few places. They were on plain sight as her dress was so high up her thighs. What the fuck the taxi driver must have seen had me gasping.
Her hair was tousled and again it looked like it had a few matted stained bits to it.
Her tits were spilling out the low cut front of the dress and one of her shoes was untied.
She immediately walked towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. She reeked of sex, alcohol and man sweat.
She lashed her tongue around my mouth and I responded.
The next 45 minutes had her telling me how they had met her as she arrived at the 'party'.
How each of them had danced with her, openly feeling her up as Alistair had assured them she was game for anything.
I was eating her cunt out as she sat, wide spread legged on the settee telling me every detail.
Her panties had been left at the house as they were torn!
She was clearly getting off on using really foul language and seeing how much it was turning me on. This was to be a feature during her time with Alastair, how she gradually became less and less inhibited and really very dirty.
I could taste the cum up her and on her breath. The salty taste unmistakable.
She told me how she had danced with them all, snogged them all in turn taking tongues right down her throat, and then how each had groped, fondled her, grappled with her massive tits (letting them fall out of her dress where they stayed for the rest of the night) and eventually all had some fingers up her by this point, 'dripping cunt', as she put it!
She had sucked them all off to the point of them being rock solid and had then fucked them all, individually, and then as a gang.
I was spunking all over the floor as she told me how they had eventually double penetrated her as she sucked on another cock at the same time.
Apparently they did her with one lying on the floor and another up her arse from behind to start with but tried it with her straddling one of them , Peter she said he was called, (he had the biggest cock apparently which she came off on twice as he was up her arse she said) and another guy in front of them up her cunt.
3 cocks. Up her arse, pussy and in her mouth. Amazing!
Cum had ended up in all her holes she told me, on her face and all over her dress and stockings (hence the stains).
They had all spunked at least twice last night, a couple of them three times, and she had 2 of them again this morning, the others having left. Alastair and his best mate Gary were the ones to have her in the morning, and it was Gary's cum in her hair. Alastair cumming up her cunt. It was his cum I had been tasting licking her to orgasm as she came off on my tongue as she told me it all.
She was delighted at how I had reacted as she had agreed to meet Gary with his girlfriend, who he had been trying to persuade to try dogging, the following week.
This was when Alistair, her, Gary and his lass ended up at Longniddry bents car parks in East Lothian with her taking on a couple of strangers.
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