When I told my husband Sean that I was going to stop having random sex with various men, he was very disappointed, to say the least, as his proclaimed greatest turn-on was watching me fuck other guys with what he called my “amazing body.” But at age 42, I figured it was time to leave that lifestyle behind, and settle into a less active sex life that only involved my man and me. However, that was harder to accomplish than I thought.

For a long time I had been prodding Sean to let me take on a project to remodel the exterior of our house. When he finally agreed, I hired a contractor recommended by a friend, and he and his crew started work. Well, it didn’t take very long for me to become sexually involved with Tony, the superintendent on the job. Of course I wasn’t about to let Sean know I was carrying on again, after I had so adamantly told him I was done with all that. But I was unable to resist the temptation.

Tony was a hard-working, extremely muscular Italian. He dug right in with the other crew members, removing his shirt each day to work in the summer heat. Each day I would hide inside the house, peeking through the curtains and getting very hot myself. This went on for about a week, as my determination to be good gradually withered away.

One day, when Tony had stayed behind to finish up some details after his crew left, I stepped out onto the back porch and asked him if he would like something to drink. When he looked up at me, his eyes immediately scanned my body.

I couldn’t blame him for that; I was wearing an undersized red halter top, tight enough so that my rather large boobs flowed over the top, along with a short denim skirt that just barely covered what my husband always called my “bodacious bubble butt.”

Tony said a glass of water would be fine, but I suggested to him that a little Wild Turkey and ice might taste a little better. When he agreed, I invited him inside and took him into my husband’s man cave, where he kept all his sports stuff. I knew he would be sure to notice Sean’s favorite wall, which displayed numerous photos of me wearing sexy clothing. He looked closely at each photo, but did a double-take at one that showed me sitting in a chair in a very short skirt, pulled high enough to show that I was not wearing panties. Frankly, I had actually forgotten about that photo — or had I?

When Tony turned to me with a smile, all I could say, rather sheepishly, was, “I only dress that way in Vegas.”

His eyes went over my body again, checking out my skimpy outfit, and he smiled. “And today, right?” he said.

We stood looking at each other then, knowing what was happening between us. A moment later he stepped toward me and took me in his massive arms. As our lips locked, his large hands pulled the back of my skirt up and gripped my bare ass. Then he whirled me around, bent me over a recliner and went down on his knees. I could feel his rapid tongue movement on my ass as he kissed and nibbled at my plump rear. I was a bit shocked when he placed that long thick tongue into my rectum and started fucking me with it. I couldn’t help thinking, if his tongue was that big and thick, what would his cock be like? Well, I was about to find out. He stood so that he could pull his pants down, and I couldn’t stop myself from turning my head to have a look at what was about to delve into me.“

Oh my God!” I gasped out, as Tony smiled at my reaction. “It’s wonderful!”

I turned and dropped to my knees to get a closer look at his monster cock. It was incredibly long, and unbelievably thick. I had had some pretty big cocks in the past, but this one had to be the largest I’d ever seen. I automatically opened my mouth to take in what I could of this magnificent thing, but after several minutes of giving it special attention with my lips and tongue, I couldn’t wait any longer. I stood and resumed my position over the recliner, begging Tony to please fuck me hard.

He did not disappoint me. His cock reached depths that I don’t think had ever been reached before. At times he went so deep and stretched me so far that it almost hurt. But it was a good hurt, and I didn’t want it to stop. After that first wild fuck, Tony picked me up and carried me upstairs to the bedroom. I am often multi-orgasmic, but now Tony brought me to orgasm in every position we attempted, something else that had never happened before. When he was finally ready to come, I insisted he allow me to take every drop of his jism down my throat. And boy, did he oblige, shooting gobs of semen into my frantically gulping mouth.

That was nine months ago, and my affair with Tony continues to this day. He says he can’t imagine ever getting enough of me. The remodeling job turned out to be beautiful — almost as beautiful as Tony’s cock. I still didn’t tell Sean about Tony, though I kept wondering if I should. I have to admit that I sometimes missed him watching me fuck.

A couple of months ago I told Sean that I was thinking of finding a job, as I was getting bored staying home all day, Of course he did not know that I was meeting with Tony a couple of times a week, but he said fine. When I mentioned this to Tony, he told me that his company had an opening for a receptionist, and I would be perfect for the job. My hours would only be nine to three, and the only requirement was that I would dress provocatively every day, to give his guys some eye candy. How could I refuse?

The job was great. Each day I worked for two hours, then took a two-hour lunch with Tony (the proverbial nooner) then returned and worked two more hours before going home. Having sex almost daily with my lover was incredible, albeit somewhat exhausting. I wasn’t complaining, as sex with my husband had become a once-a-weekend event, if that. But I had all I needed with my stud Tony. Or so I thought.

One afternoon Sean called me at work and asked if I would stop by and collect some rent from the tenants of a property we owned. He also wanted me to find out if the swimming pool was functioning properly, as we had had problems with it just before they moved in. I had not met these tenants before, so I had no idea what to expect as I rang the doorbell. When the door opened, there stood a very tall black man, wearing nothing but swimming trunks. I was instantly in awe of his perfectly chiseled body. I introduced myself, and added that from the looks of things, the pool must be working okay. He assured me that it was fine, then told me his name was Carl and asked me if I wanted to meet his roommate, Ernie. He then led me around back to the pool, and as we got there another black man surfaced from beneath the water and pulled himself onto the pool deck. I was flabbergasted — this man was stark naked!

Instantly Carl shouted out, “Hey, man, cover up!”

As Ernie saw me he looked around wildly for a towel or something, but there was none in sight.

Aroused as I was, I tried to put them at ease, saying, “Hey, don’t worry, guys, I’m not looking at anything I haven’t seen before.”

Actually I wasn’t quite sure that was true, as this man was extremely well hung, and I could only imagine how big he was when hard. I could see both men were still somewhat embarrassed, so I figured what the hell, I’ll break the ice. I kicked off my heels as nonchalantly as I could, then pulled off my top and let my short skirt fall to the ground. (I hadn’t put my underwear back on after my nooner with Tony.) Then, naked, I calmly walked to the edge of the pool.

“Anyone want to join me?” I said, and dove in.

Carl immediately disrobed, and before I knew it we were all skinny dipping in the pool. The guys wasted no time wading over to me and sandwiching me between them, simultaneously groping my ass and my boobs. To let them know this was fine with me, I grabbed a cock in each hand and began stroking the two gorgeous black men, who I now knew were going to be fucking me that afternoon. It wasn’t until later that I found out that both these guys were professional football players.

When Carl pulled himself out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool, I caught my first glimpse of his long fat cock. Like steel to a magnet, I waded hurriedly over and stuck it in my mouth. Ernie was right on my tail, and wasted no time positioning his rock-hard cock against my pussy from behind. I was easily able to accept his huge dick, as I was now accustomed to having Tony’s mammoth cock inside me on an almost daily basis. When Ernie was inside me he began thrusting fast and furiously, while Carl’s cock pumped in rhythm in and out of my mouth. After a while my new fuck buddies changed position, and it didn’t take long for Ernie to shoot his wad as I made sure to swallow every drop. It appeared that Carl was approaching orgasm as well, so I suggested we climb out of the pool.

As I got out of the water, Ernie made his way over to a chair, where he sat and motioned to me to come over and continue sucking on his now semi-limp cock. I knelt down on all fours as Carl again crouched behind me and plunged his fat cock deep inside my body. I came almost immediately, then had a second orgasm, then a third! Finally Carl began pumping hard and rhythmically before letting out a loud grunt as he poured ounces and ounces of come into my pussy.

I don’t know where the time went, but it was after five when I forced myself to leave in order to get home before my husband, so as not to arouse his suspicions. The strange thing was that while, as I said, I sometimes missed him watching me, this new turn of events, whereby I was now fucking men behind his back instead of in front of him as he watched, was also giving me a huge sexual rush.

So for now I decided to just go with the flow. I continued to fuck my husband on occasional weekend encounters, and I fucked my hunk boss Tony during lunch hour Monday through Friday. And now, in addition, I started visiting our well endowed black tenants once or twice a week for some threesome action. It was all just great, and I could not imagine anything better. But little did I know…

About a week after that, Sean had to go out of town for a week to attend a business convention. I didn’t mind in the least, of course, as this would give me more time to spend with my three good fuck buddies. It was a bit of a challenge all week, trying to meet the sexual demands of my new lovers. Tony knew nothing of Carl and Ernie — or so I thought — and vice versa. While I figured the two black guys wouldn’t care, I wasn’t so sure about Tony, who tended to be possessive. So I kept them apart and managed to work out a routine. Tony and I had our usual nooner each day, and after work Carl, Ernie and I would fuck each other’s brains out all afternoon. Then Tony would come to my house and fuck me all night long. Seeing each other so often, Tony and I began to experiment a bit with some bondage action. I developed an increasingly strong desire to be tied up, blindfolded and even spanked. In fact, when I met Carl and Ernie each afternoon, I found myself asking them to spank me too, and to do it harder and harder as they pounded my pussy from behind.

Up till then I had resisted my lovers’ desires to fuck me in the ass, as all of them were so huge and thick that I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to take it. But now, given my new-found attraction to pain, I decided to let them have their way. By the end of the week, all of my guys were fucking me hard up my rear hole, and I absolutely loved it!

On Friday night, the day before Sean was due home, Carl and Ernie threw a big party, and of course I was invited. My greatest dilemma was what to wear. My loving husband had bought me a sexy dress sometime back at, of all places, an X-rated video store. I was so over the top — literally — in this garment that I had never felt I could actually wear it in public. It was so short that if I bent over even slightly, my ass cheeks would be revealed to anyone watching. It was most obviously a hooker dress. Well, I thought, I am pretty much a slut myself, so what the hell, why not?

When I showed up at the party around 10 o’clock, there must have been 25 or 30 people already there. I spotted two couples, and two young white girls attending stag, but all the others were single men. All were well built and black, so I assumed they were part of the football team. Most had had plenty to drink already, and in fact I had downed several glasses of wine at home while getting dressed. Carl and Ernie introduced me to just about everyone. Strangely, the two single women seemed to take a liking to me. Their names were Tanya and Lily, and they were both very attractive, slender but with nice-size boobs. As I was talking to them, one of the guys came over and whispered in Tanya’s ear. She responded by nodding her head, then grabbed the other girl’s hand and headed for the large master bedroom.

At that point the guy who had whispered to her yelled out, “Attention, everyone, the show is about to begin!”

Everyone hurried into the bedroom then, squeezing in as best they could. Carl came up behind me and groped my ass before placing his finger in my pussy. He then pushed his way, along with me, through to the front of the crowd, so I could see what was going on. The two girls were now naked on the bed, making out with each other. They groped each other’s body for a while, then took turns sucking on one another’s boobs before assuming the 69 position and lapping away hungrily at each other’s pussy and ass. Finally one of the girls — Tanya — stood up and walked directly over to me, extending her hand. I tried to push back, but Carl only nudged me forward. My pussy was soaking wet from Carl’s fondling, so I could not pretend I was not turned on.

After another moment, I found myself taking Tanya’s hand. As she led me to the bed, loud roars came from the crowd, and someone said something about a new girl joining the action. Tanya and Lily laid me down on the bed, and Lily immediately lowered her mouth to my pussy. Almost instantly I began to relax — this woman knew how to take care of a pussy! After a short time Tanya moved to straddle my head, and softly asked if this was all right. As I nodded yes, she lowered herself slowly, positioning her very wet cunt over my face. I raised my hands and slowly brought her beautiful pussy lips to my mouth. A moment later I couldn’t believe how wildly I was devouring this woman’s juicy pussy, while the crowd cheered. This female threesome went on for at least 10 minutes before the girls pulled away.

It was only then that I became aware that every guy in the room had disrobed and was now playing with his hard cock. As the girls left the room, a number of the men followed after them. The remaining seven or eight guys moved toward me as I lay there on the bed. I looked at them all and smiled, saying, “So who’s first?” Well, they were all first! Within seconds I had more men touching and fondling me than I could ever have imagined. I sucked every one of their cocks, with at least four coming in my mouth. All of them took me from behind at first, and two fucked my ass. And yes, I demanded that they spank me hard. Then I climbed on top and rode at least three of those wild bucks, while the others took turns plowing their cocks into my mouth.

When I asked if everyone had come at least once, one guy walked over to me and said he had not. He straddled me as I lay on my back, then placed his cock between my large boobs and started to fuck them rapidly. His cock was just long enough so that the head popped in and out of my mouth with each stroke. Within a couple of minutes he began to come, shooting part of his load into my mouth and the rest all over my face and neck. When they were all spent, they left the room leaving me to put myself back together. It was then that I got the shock of my life. There, standing in the doorway, was Tony — my boss, my lover, Tony! He just looked at me, his handsome face expressionless.

For a long moment I was so shocked that I couldn’t say a word. And when I finally recovered, all I could do was try to play it cool.

“I think I need a shower,” I said, and with that I went into the bathroom.

As I climbed into the shower and turned on the water, Tony walked in and took his clothes off, then came and joined me. Without another word we began to fuck like never before. He pounded me hard from behind and slapped my ass harder than ever. Each time he did so I cried out for him to do it harder.

“Is that all you’ve got?” I challenged him. “Come on, harder. Hit me harder! Please!”

When we finished we left the party and went to my house for the rest of the evening. I asked Tony to please tie me to the bedposts and do whatever he wanted to me, since I had been such a bad girl. But all he did was to caress my body for about an hour, then proceed to make passionate love to me until we both fell asleep.

Tony wouldn’t tell me how he knew about the party, and I didn’t find out until later. In the morning, when we awoke, he explained that he was not upset with me at all. On the contrary, he said he now understood how my husband had actually come to enjoy watching me fuck other men. He had enjoyed the girl/girl action, the gang bang and especially looking at my come-splattered face. His talking about this aroused both of us. Tony climbed on top of me as I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him to me, silently begging for his wonderful cock. He pounded me hard for several minutes, but he was so turned on that he came more quickly than usual. But he made it up to me by going down on me with that incredible dick-like tongue.

One of my greatest turn-ons is to have a guy eat me out after he or someone else comes inside me, and now I climaxed three times in succession. By then Tony’s cock was hard again, and I got on top of him, lowering myself onto it with my back to him. I proceeded to ride him that way for probably 20 minutes before he shot his load deep inside me once more. He then pulled me back over him, positioning my pussy on his face as he again cleaned me up with his tongue. That evening I picked Sean up at the airport. Even with all the fucking I had done that week, I was most anxious to get my husband’s cock inside me once more. I can’t help it — it just seems the more sex I get, the more I want!

To make sure I would catch my husband’s attention, I threw caution to the wind and wore a very short black pleated skirt that tended to flare out when I moved too quickly. I knew I would have to be careful, as I didn’t wear panties. No bra either, just a thin low-cut red top, my hard nipples nearly piercing through the semi-transparent material. It was pretty daring of me to wear this particular outfit to meet my husband in public, but if this didn’t send a message to him that I was more than ready for him to fuck me, then nothing would!

But as it turned out, there was a problem. As my husband walked into the terminal after getting off the plane, I saw that he was accompanied by two of his junior sales reps, Roy and Leland. I had met these two guys at a recent company function, where Sean had introduced them as his two top assistants. In a panic I turned and started walking toward the rest room, hoping they wouldn’t see me, but then I heard Sean calling out my name. I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned to see him walking quickly over to greet me. His two sidekicks were right behind him, their eyes bulging at the sight of their boss’s wife dressed so alluringly. As Sean reintroduced them to me, they both failed in their attempts to check me out without being obvious.

Sean then told me that, as Roy and Leland both lived a couple of hours from the airport, and it was now nearly eleven o’clock, he had invited the two of them to spend the night at our house. As he said this I began to sense that my husband was up to something, and I was pretty sure I knew what it was.

I waited until we were at the luggage carousel, waiting for Leland and Roy to fetch their bags, before telling him, “It’s not going to happen, dear.”

His crestfallen expression told me I had been right about his plan. “But, honey,” he said pleadingly, “these two guys have gotten some pretty good job offers from other companies. I really need to persuade them somehow to stay with us, you know? And who can do that better than you, my love?”

I responded to this by reminding him of my commitment not to sleep with anyone but him from now on. But how hypocritical could I be? I knew that in the end I was going to fuck those two young fellows that night. After all, I did owe my husband something, after my unbelievable week of continuous sex. And besides, they were pretty damned attractive.

When we got home I poured drinks for Leland and Roy, but Sean said he was tired, and went to bed. As soon as he was gone I went into action, moving to the couch and sitting down between the two guys. They seemed a little worried as I started to flirt with them, but I told them they had nothing to be concerned about, as Sean would be out for the night. They began to relax a bit when I placed my hands on their crotches and began to rub, and it didn’t take long for a couple of impressive lumps to develop in their pants.

I then told them that we were going to play a little game tonight, and that they had to do everything I asked them to. They both agreed without hesitation. I told them to stand and take off their clothes, and when they did I went down to my knees and immediately began to alternate between their hard cocks, licking their shafts before moving down to their balls and lapping them softly. Roy’s cock was long but not very thick, while Leland’s was about average length but quite big around. When I stood up, Roy pulled my top off while Leland pulled my skirt down. They quickly went for my boobs, which was no surprise, as that always seems to be my main attraction, at least at first. I told them to suck my nipples hard and give me hickeys all over my boobs, but not on my neck, explaining that my husband wouldn’t see my tits, as we seldom had sex — which was only partially a lie. I then told Roy to sit on the couch as I stood over him, erotically revolving my ass as I lowered myself onto his cock. As he grabbed my hips and started pounding me, Leland moved in front of me so I could suck on his fat pole. When I sensed that Roy was about to come, I pulled out, turned and went down on him, while Leland fucked me from behind. It didn’t take long for them both to climax.

I think they were still a little worried that Sean was going to walk in. They then thanked me for the good time, and I showed them to the guest bedroom. I told them I had really enjoyed having a threesome with them, and hoped we could get together as often as possible — as long as they worked for my husband.

I then walked into the master bedroom and turned the light, so that Sean could see the marks on my boobs. He gave me a huge smile and pulled me into his arms. It was nice to have my husband inside me again. But as usual, it didn’t take long for him to come. That was all right with me, because after that he went down on me, and not only ate his own semen out of me, but that of Roy and Leland as well, while I came like crazy. It was after that that my husband hit me with a ton of bricks.

“Yes, baby,” he told me, “I love sucking up all your lovers’ come. And I can hardly wait to devour your pussy after Tony, Carl, Ernie and any of your other fuck buddies shoot their loads inside you.”

I was stunned, to say the least. How could he know? I think he enjoyed my discomfort for a few moments before going on to explain that before he left he had installed security cameras in every room of our home, which he was able to view remotely from wherever he was, and in the rental property too. He had seen all the activity that had gone on in those locations for the past week, and had loved every minute. “Those cameras were the best investment I’ve ever made,” he said.

The next morning I stayed in bed as Sean had coffee with his two sales guys. Later he told me that, thanks to me, they had both agreed to stay with his company, at least for a while longer. So it looked like I could add two more names to my list of lovers, with more to come in the future. Since then Sean has not lost a single salesman.

So now I am totally back in the game. Tony and I continue to fuck at work almost every day, and he and Sean have become friends. This explained how Tony had found out about Carl and Ernie’s party. Sean, seeing me with him on camera and recognizing him as the contractor we’d used, had called him up on a whim and told him about my other lovers. My husband seems almost as happy now just to know I am fucking other guys as to actually watch me doing it. But he does still love to watch. It especially turns him on to witness my threesomes with Carl and Ernie, and to see me eating out the girls at their parties. Not to mention special events, such as the gang bang I received at the end-of-season football party for Carl and Ernie and their teammates.

Now that was surreal, taking on 15 or 20 well-hung black men, all of them happily fucking my mouth, pussy and ass over and over and over for almost 24 hours. With me, of course, insisting that they all spank me for being such a very bad girl.

Well, what else can I say? I love my life!

K.G., San Diego, California