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Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 01

By: scribe10



Chapter 1. Brian. (May 2002.) 

Encouraged by hubby I have decided to share some of my experiences with any readers who may be interested in them. Mostly factual, but with minor embellishments to enhance the flow of the story, the experiences will be related randomly as the mood takes me, rather than in any chronological sequence. Despite the passage of time even the early experiences remain reasonably clear because hubby, particularly if he wasn't present at the time, loves to hear me relate all the juicy details and which I'm happy to do, grateful that he allows me full rein to explore my sexuality.

Perhaps my experiences with Brian would be a good place to begin. He was a guy who hubby didn't meet but because of his fetish for hearing all the spicy details about my encounters and wanting frequent reruns, the details remain fresh in my mind despite it happening 10 years ago.

At that time I travelled a lot in my work, still do but to a lesser degree, useful for meeting guys! I had completed my assignment in this particular town quite early and decided to have a quick snack before heading for home. I found a suitable looking café but had no sooner given my order to a waitress when a guy holding a coffee appeared.

"Is this seat taken?" he indicated the chair on the opposite side of my table.

When I told him no the guy quickly sat down. 

"I hope you don't mind me asking but I'm intrigued to know if you're wearing stockings," he said with a smile.

Well I've encountered many chat up lines over the years but this guy was nothing if not direct! Anyway I answered in the affirmative and asked how he knew.

"Oh, I watched you walking across the room and thought there was a definite hint of suspender visible through your skirt. Stockings are far sexier than tights don't you think?"

I told the guy I always wear stockings and didn't even possess any tights, all the while sizing him up. He was about 30, some 8 or 9 years younger than I. Decidedly good looking and clearly very self confident, the guy after introducing himself as Brian, was now asking what type of panties I favour!

"I don't think I should discuss my underwear in such a public place and with a total stranger," I smiled.

Of course he seized on my words to suggest going back to his hotel room for a more private discussion.

Well, cutting to the chase as it were, some 30 minutes later I found myself in Brian's hotel room watching him slipping out of his jacket. He hung it over a chair back before removing his tie and undoing a few shirt buttons. 

"So, to continue our discussion, what colour panties are you wearing?" he asked.

Smiling, Brian finished unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off began undoing his trousers. We both knew where this conversation was heading!

"I'll give you three guesses and if you're right let you take my panties off." I told him, probably a bit corny.

Actually the panties I had on were a sort of lavender colour and I doubted he'd guess right anyway! I was right Brian's 3 guesses were rather predictably black, white and red.

"No you're way out." I told him, lifting my skirt to prove it. "So you don't get to take them off."

"Well hardly fair, I would never have guessed correctly. I don't even know how to describe the colour now I can see them," he complained. 

By this time Brian was wearing only his socks and y-fronts, the latter with a promisingly large bulge in the front.

"Seems to me you're something of a tease," he said as I continued to hold my skirt high for his inspection. "Two can play at that game."

So saying Brian whipped his y-fronts off and his cock sprang to attention.

"It's magnificent!" I exclaimed, almost drooling as I stared at his cock.

"I've never had any complaints." Brian said complacently before placing his hands on my shoulders to push me down onto my knees.

Well I wasted no time in grabbing his lovely cock and running my tongue up and down it. Next I licked Brian's balls, my hands kneading his bum cheeks, fingers searching for and quickly locating his anus. Then, as I sucked his cock into my mouth I simultaneously eased a finger inside Brian's bum hole.

"You dirty bitch!" he gasped, seizing my hair and forcing his cock down my throat.

He was literally fucking my mouth then, over excited by my finger pushing in and out of his anus. I very quickly tasted pre-cum soon followed by jets of hot semen spurting down my throat. I did my best to swallow it all but it was an impossible job and some escaped from the corners of my mouth.

"That was bloody good!" the heavy breathing Brian gasped while I licked the final drops of cream from his throbbing cock.

Standing, I undressed watched eagerly by Brian. When my bra came off he cupped my breasts in his hands, stroking the nipples while kissing me. Eventually breaking free I slipped my panties off, Brian saying to leave the stockings and suspender belt.

"I want to fuck you still wearing them."

"So you shall, but first I want to feel your tongue on my cunt."

So saying I sat down on the end of the bed and laying back spread my legs wide. I heard a sharp intake of breath before Brian dropped to his knees at my feet. With his hands on my thighs, fingers entwined in the suspenders, Brian pressed his mouth to my cunt.

"Oh yes." I groaned feeling his tongue probing inside.

It was heavenly, Brian clearly knew what he was doing, licking and sucking my clit while his fingers slid in and out of my cunt. My moans became cries of joy and I writhed on the bed while Brian's experienced tongue continued to do its work. 

"I'm coming, coming!" I yelled and the orgasm hit me.

I was squeezing Brian's face between my thighs, aware of his tongue deep inside my cunt, and wailing uncontrollably.

"That was out of this world." I gasped when a smiling and wet faced Brian rose to his feet.

He was fully erect again so I wriggled backwards until I was laying full length on the bed. Brian quickly mounted me, his cock sliding easily inside my very wet cunt. I flung my arms around him as Brian began fucking me, his cock driving in and out of my cunt quite slowly to begin with. I gripped his bottom as his thrusts speeded up, digging my fingers into the fleshy cheeks while writhing ecstatically beneath him.

Brian fucked me for what seemed an age. It was brilliant! Eventually though, his grunts and groans almost lost in my own excited yells, he came, emptying his balls for a second time but deep inside my cunt rather than my mouth this time.

I was really late by the time I arrived home but hubby's annoyance quickly turned to excitement when I told him the reason. While I told him the full story, pretty much as it's written here, I masturbated hubby and thought how lucky I am to be able to do as I want without recriminations! 

Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 02



Chapter 2. Jason. (July 2009.) 

The second experience I'm going to relate is a bit more up to date having occurred two and a half years ago.

Jason was a hitchhiker I picked up one day while driving back from a distant town. He was heading for a friends house some 30 miles or so short of my own destination. 

Despite the age difference, Jason was in his early 20's and half my age, I was encouraged by the frequent and blatant looks he gave my legs. I had instinctively hitched my skirt higher before he climbed in the car and was aware that the darker mesh of my stocking tops would be visible to his eyes. It didn't seem as if Jason was going to make a move though and with a familiar lay-by coming up I turned into it.

"I need a break to stretch my legs." I told him. "Coming?"

I pointed to the stile which I knew from past experience led to a path beside the narrow spinney visible to our right.

"O.K." Jason replied diffidently, perhaps not realising the opportunity that presented itself.

That or he thought me too old and wasn't interested, a thought I hastily banished from my mind. I was soon disabused of the thought anyway when Jason placed his hand on my bottom, ostensibly to assist me over the stile! At that I sent him back to the car for the rug I keep on the rear seats.

"Perhaps do a spot of sunbathing." I explained.

We walked along the edge of the field, scaring a pheasant which flew up noisily just in front of us. It was hot, sunny, the bids were whistling and I was feeling randy. At the next stile I pretended to have difficulty climbing it, a difficulty which necessitated hiking my skirt high up my thighs to negotiate the top rung. Jason, who up into then had seemed subdued, again placed his hand on my bottom to help me over but this time under my skirt. Feeling his hand on my panties I knew then that the day would turn out well.

At the end of the next field there's a secluded dip in the ground I know well and it was here that I suggestive stopping for a spot of sunbathing.

"Fine by me." Jason said, dropping his T-shirt on the grass and kicking his shoes off.

"I don't want my skirt to get creased." I told him unzipping it.

It was a blatant ploy but I didn't care.

Having removed my skirt I folded it carefully on the grass all the time aware of Jason's eyes on me.

"I think I'm going to have your knickers off and fuck you," he said suddenly.

"Yes, I think you are." I agreed, watching closely while Jason lowered his jeans and pants.

His circumcised cock was erect and directly his clothing was off I took it in my hand, cradling his balls with the other. Startled, he gasped but then slipped a hand down inside my panties. With Jason's fingers slipping through my pubic hair I eagerly parted my legs.

"Ah yes, you're very wet." Jason said, his fingers locating and entering my hot and receptive cunt.

I pushed myself against his thrusting fingers, squeezing Jason's cock and urging him to fuck me.

"Take me now." I begged. "Rip my panties off and do it to me hard and fast, rough as you like."

Well he did just that!

Literally tearing the panties from my body Jason threw me to the ground and mounted me.

"Yes!" he yelled triumphantly, driving his cock into my cunt.

With his cock buried to the hilt inside me Jason paused and grinned down at me.

"You randy bitch, you've wanted this from the moment you picked me up."

"Yes, now just shut up and fuck me." I begged.

Laughing Jason began to do so, taking me with fierce thrusts of his penis which soon had me yelling almost hysterically. I wrapped my legs around the lithe young body, revelling in the power and strength of his cock thrusts into me.

It didn't last long but by the time the sweating Jason rose from between my legs my stockings were laddered and shredded, testifying to his roughness. It had been great and I told him so while removing my ruined stockings and suspender belt; no point keeping them on in that condition.

"Well unless you're in a hurry I'm going to fuck you at least once more."

"No hurry at all." I replied, running my fingers lovingly along the youngster's cock, a cock already beginning to stir into life again.

I took it into my mouth, my fingers stroking Jason's balls while I sucked him. Aroused by the taste and smell of my own cunt on Jason's cock I sucked it greedily and he was quickly erect again.

He pulled me upright saying, "I haven't seen your tits yet, get them out for me."

I took the remainder of my clothing off to enjoy the feel of the sun on my skin and Jason's hands on my breasts. He licked and sucked my nipples while I played happily with his cock and balls. Then he lowered me back down on to the grass, telling me to turn over onto my hands and knees.

"I'm going to give it to you from the back this time." Jason told me, hands caressing and stroking my bottom.

I shuffled my knees further apart when I felt the youngster guiding his cock between my thighs. He was inside then and fucking me again, this time gripping my hips tightly as he drove his cock in deep. Jason was grunting, sweat dripping down onto my skin, as his lovely cock continued to pound in and out. Lunging over me he grabbed my hanging breast, pulling at the nipples, his body pressing to my back feeling wet with perspiration.

With a shout he came, pulling me hard against himself while I pushed backwards, his cock buried to the hilt inside my cunt. We both collapsed forward then, his cock, to my regret, slipping from my body.

It seemed as if no time passed at all before Jason was hard again and urging me to go on top this time. It's a favourite position of mine and I wasted no time in climbing astride the randy youngster. I lowered myself onto his waiting erection, sighing happily to feel it burrowing its way inside yet again.

There was no urgency this time, Jason toying with my breasts, pinching and rubbing the nipples, while his cock moved slowly in and out of my clinging cunt. Taking my pace from him I rode his cock slowly, enjoying every minute of it.

Eventually though, Jason released my breasts to seize my bottom, pulling me down hard on his upward thrusting cock. I responded in kind and we were soon fucking as frenziedly as the other times, my breasts bouncing as I rode his cock almost frantically.

Already having drained his cock twice this, our third copulation, seemed to last an age. It was fantastic. I was left satiated for once and regretting we lived too far apart for a repeat to be possible. 



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 03



Chapter 3. Gerry. (June 1993) 

While having a sandwich in the park before setting out on the journey home, I became aware of an oldish guy eyeing me up from an opposite bench. He pretended to be reading a newspaper but spent more time ogling my legs! He hadn't made a move by the time I'd finished my sandwich though, so standing up and smoothing crumbs from my skirt I started walking towards the park gate. I'd almost reached it when, breathing heavily and using a stick, the old guy with the newspaper caught me up. I say old because at 29 he seemed old to me. Actually he was 57, which isn't particularly old.

"Excuse me I think you dropped this. It was near the bench where you were sitting." Breathing heavily he handed me a letter.

"I don't think so." I replied seeing at a glance that it was addressed to a Gerald somebody or other and with a local address. "Perhaps it was already there when I sat down."

I handed the letter back to the guy who continued to walk beside me to the gate. Seeing me unlock the car he asked about a lift.

"I live towards the motorway, right on the edge of town if you're going that way. I'll have a long wait for a bus so you'd be doing me a real favour," he told me, adding, "I'm pretty harmless, can't get about very quick since I injured my foot."

Well as I was driving in that direction anyway I told the guy to climb in. 

During the drive I learnt that he was a widower, his wife having died nearly 6 years earlier, and was currently off work sick following the accident to his foot. His name was Gerry, the significance of which escaped me until I pulled into the road he indicated and realised it was the same as the address on the letter. Gerry, Gerald it had been a ploy to speak to me all along!

Well I said nothing to indicate I'd recognised the coincidence of the address and perhaps surprised Gerry by agreeing to his invitation for a coffee.

Inside, Gerry departed to the kitchen and I took my short jacket off wondering how he would play it from here. When he came back Gerry's hand shook as he placed my coffee on the low table beside the settee where I was sitting, my shortish black skirt displaying my legs to advantage. Sitting down opposite, Gerry loosened his tie while casting surreptitious glances at my legs. While we talked I crossed and uncrossed my legs several times, my hemline riding higher and the guy's face growing redder.

"Well then Gerry, or should I call you Gerald. Was the letter just an elaborate ploy to get me into your house so you can seduce me?"

"Ah you've realised. I apologise, it was a clumsy effort but I haven't had sex since my wife died and you looked so very attractive sitting in the park that I couldn't help myself." Gerry explained looking embarrassed.

He seemed on edge now, uncertain how to proceed, so I offered to do a striptease for him.

"Would you, that would be fantastic!"

While Gerry looked for some suitable music I stood up and kicked my shoes off ready. I sometimes dance a striptease for hubby but this would be the first time for someone else and I felt as excited as Gerry looked. Music playing he sat down again and I wasted no time in slipping out of my top. Moving, seductively I hoped, to the music I lifted my skirt to give Gerry a quick flash before unclipping my bra. I tossed the bra aside and leaned towards Gerry, my breasts almost in his face, a very red face. 

Straightening up I again lifted my skirt, this time holding it up a little longer. Gerry could barely contain himself now, both hands resting on his trouser front. Was he erect and embarrassed about it?

Next I unzipped my skirt and wriggled my hips until it fell to the floor. In no hurry now and wanting to tease Gerry I danced in front of him in just my panties, stockings and suspender belt. Turning my back to him I bent low, wiggling my bottom in his face. I could hear his laboured breathing as I straightened up again. Turning to face him now, I raised a foot high to rest it on the arm of his chair while I unfastened my suspenders.

"Take the stocking off for me." I purred and with shaky hands he did so.

I then repeated the procedure with my other leg aware of Gerry's eyes on my crotch and the wisps of pubic hair escaping the side of my panties.

Next I again turned my back on him and bent low, this time lowering my panties to expose my bottom.

"Oh God." Gerry groaned while I repeated the procedure several times.

Time to put him out of his frustration I thought and this time when I lowered my panties I slipped them off. Straightening up I looked over my shoulder and saw that Gerry, unable to contain himself any longer, had his cock out masturbating.

"Don't waste it; I want to feel him inside me."

So saying I spun round to face Gerry, my feet wide apart. He was drooling but no longer masturbating as he stared transfixed between my legs. As ever I experienced a sense of excitement to be completely naked in front of a guy lusting after me.

He seemed to snap out of his daze and leaning forward ran his hands up and down my thighs. His hands were on my bottom then, pulling me closer and pressing his face to my pubic bush which was quite long at that time. 

Hubby prefers a luxuriant growth of pubic hair but sometimes I trim it, other times remove it completely. 

Slipping down to his knees, his face between my thighs, I gasped at the sudden touch of Gerry's tongue on my cunt. He didn't lick me there for long though. Commenting that his injured foot was playing up Gerry suggested going to the bedroom.

Upstairs I went to do a wee while Gerry undressed in the bedroom. Sitting on the loo I felt amazement at the way the day had turned out.

In the bedroom I glanced briefly at the photo of Gerry and his late wife beside the bed before climbing on top of him in a 69. Taking his cock in my mouth I felt Gerry tongue on my cunt again, his hands squeezing and kneading my bottom. I raked his balls with my fingernails before licking them, Gerry's tongue by this time doing gorgeous things to my clit. He was sucking it now, his fingers probing my anus. Hands spreading my cheeks, Gerry was driving one, and then two fingers in and out of my anus which combined with the way he sucked and licked my clit soon had me yelling joyously in orgasm.

All shyness gone now Gerry rolled me onto my back and I spread my legs eagerly to receive him. He paused, kneeling between my feet to study the promised land.

"Your cunt looks to be pulsating, pouting open for my cock."

"Yes." I murmured while realising that in my lust any cock would do!

Gerry moved onto me, and I felt his fingers spreading my vagina lips.

"Here it comes then," he murmured, driving his cock into me.

I clung to the guy, squealing excitedly to feel his cock drilling in and out of my cunt as he fucked me relentlessly. My head rolling feverishly I caught sight of his bottom in the mirror and the reflection of it pounding up and down between my thighs excited me even more. Grunting and groaning, Gerry came, my own ecstatic yells echoing around the room.

"That was bloody good; you're a very sexy girl Sandi." Gerry smiled down at me, his cock slowly subsiding inside my cunt. 

Before resuming my journey I took a shower with Gerry sitting in the bathroom watching. He dried me off and then continued his watching while I dressed. 



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 04



Chap 04. Patrick. (February 1992.)

Fourteen months before my meeting with Gerry I enjoyed a unique encounter with Patrick. He was a guy of 40 I had occasional meetings with in my profession as *********, and it was after one such meeting that the following exciting story occurred.

Leaving Patrick's office I was vexed to find my car wouldn't start. Returning to his office I asked Patrick if he knew of a reputable local garage, my knowledge of the inner working of cars practically non existent, and he phoned one on my behalf.

It turned out that the car couldn't be fixed until the next day; apparently some part needed replacing which the garage didn't stock.

"Well that's left me in a bit of a quandary." I grumbled to Patrick, after ringing my office to apprise them of the situation.

He sympathized with my predicament and when I went on to ask about hotels in the area, offered me accommodation himself.

"The kids are away on holiday for half term at the moment so we've plenty of room and you won't be disturbed by their noise."

I thanked Patrick for his generous offer and waited while he finished off some work. We then drove to his house which proved to be a substantial looking detached property in a leafy suburb.

"I hope your wife's not going to be put out by the arrangement. I wouldn't want your generous offer to get you into trouble." I commented as he unlocked his front door and led the way inside.

"Oh didn't I say? Brenda's away with the children." Patrick replied airily and I looked sharply at the guy.

So that was his game. Well he wasn't unattractive and if I was going to be stuck in a strange town overnight I might as well have some fun.

"I see. Have you lured me to your house to have your wicked way with me then?"

"Something like that." Patrick admitted, his hand on my bottom steering me into the lounge. "After all you're a very attractive girl and as we're both at a loose end tonight why not enjoy ourselves."

He closed the door and placed his hands on my hips as we faced one another.

"My thoughts exactly." I smiled and Patrick visibly relaxed, knowing then he would achieve his objective, indeed the object of his desire was already feeling moist! Encouraged, Patrick moved his hands up to my breasts. "So you're not averse to a little hanky panky tonight?" Patrick asked his lips close to mine as he massaged them.

In answer I deftly unzipped Patrick's trousers and slipped my hand inside to locate a hot and very hard penis. His lips found mine, the delightful feel of his tongue probing my mouth boding well for when it would hopefully do likewise to my cunt.

"I must ring my husband to put him in the picture. Can I use your phone?" 

I broke free before Patrick became over excited.

Ringing hubby I explained the situation to him and was about to hang up when Patrick took the phone from me.

"Hello, are you still there?"

A pause before he went on, "Patrick here. Don't worry about your wife's well-being, I'll look after her like the gentleman I am."

There was a lengthy silence before he exclaimed, "Well great, if that's what you want!"

Patrick hung up laughing and I asked what the joke was.

"Your husband just invited me to make love to you, not that either of us needs any encouragement, says it turns him on to think of you in my bed being fucked senseless by me!"

"We'd best get on with it then."

After making love, Patrick's tongue living up to its promise, I took a shower. He was taking me for a meal and it was unfortunate that I hadn't a change of clothes with me. Patrick assured me I looked fine as I was, wearing my dark business suit. I regretted the lack of fresh underwear though and decided to leave my panties off, having worn them all day. I found it rather daring to be entering the restaurant without panties, a fact which excited Patrick when I told him. 

Back at the house he fucked me again before I drifted off to sleep in his arms.

I awoke in the morning to hear Patrick on the phone.

"Yes of course, I fucked Sandi twice as it happens."

A pause while hubby presumably said something, Patrick smiling to see me awake.

"Sandi gives great head and the feel of her tongue licking all over my balls was out of this world. Actually she's awake now so I'm going to give your wife another good fucking before going into work."

He hung up commenting that it sounded as if hubby was masturbating as he spoke.

"Sounds about right." I told him before taking Patrick's cock in my mouth.

Soon after Patrick left for work I came on. Well I knew it was due but very disappointing. He intended taking a half day holiday solely to make love to me again before I collect the car but would be sorely disappointed to find I'd started a period. Actually when I gave Patrick the bad news he didn't seem too perturbed. 

"There are always other things we can do." he said.

Naturally I offered to suck him off but what Patrick said next shocked me until I got used to the idea.

"You've got 3 holes," he explained. "My wife and I always use the backdoor during her periods."

I must have looked astonished once I'd realised his meaning because Patrick went on to ask if I had anal sex with my husband.

"No, never!"

"Could be a new experience for you then."

He was undressing me then, my passivity signalling agreement to his suggestion of anal intercourse. I felt in something of a daze as Patrick positioned me to his liking, on hands and knees, bottom in the air. His own clothes came off in double quick time and I watched him fetch a tube of lubricant from a drawer.

Then he was crouching at my rear, his hands stroking my bottom, pulling the cheeks apart to inspect me. Next a well lubricated finger slipped inside my anus and I gasped.

"Ah yes I'm going to enjoy slipping my cock up this tight little hole!" Patrick exclaimed, continuing to finger my anus.

I rested my forehead on my arms, thrusting my rump high in the air and feeling shamelessly exposed to him. The fingers continued to drive in and out, 2 becoming 3, as Patrick opened my anus up to receive his penis. 

There was a pause and I guessed he was lubricating his own organ. The supposition proved correct when I felt the tip of Patrick's cock nudging its way into my anus. He was holding my bum cheeks apart, more and more of his cock sliding inside. I was astonished by just how easy it went in, all the lubrication I suppose.

Then he began bum fucking me and I squealed to feel his hard cock driving in and out of my anus. Patrick paused, his pubic hair and balls pressed to my flesh, telling me his cock was fully imbedded inside my anal canal.

"Later I'll ring hubby and tell him what I've done to you!" he crowed before resuming his thrusts.

The sensations caused by Patrick's penis driving in and out of my anus were indescribable and afterwards I was astonished, incredulous even, at how good it had felt and how much I'd enjoyed my first taste of anal intercourse.

It was over but I remained in the kneeling position, bottom high in the air, feeling so very open in front of this guy who 24 hours or so ago I knew only in a professional capacity. Patrick remained crouching behind me as he snatched up the phone.

"Your bum hole looks incredible," he told me, dialling hubby's office number. 

I held my breathe listening to Patrick telling hubby what we'd just been doing.

"So now I know your wife's body even more intimately than you do, having had my cock in all 3 of her holes," he crowed triumphantly.

There was a long pause then before Patrick continued, "I'm studying your wife's bum hole as we speak, and it looks great, gaping open from the pounding I've just given it, my cream flowing out. I can safely say that Sandi will want it up the arse again now I've introduced her to the practice."

He slammed the phone down laughing triumphantly before slapping my buttocks.

"What a wimp, your old man could barely contain himself, wants you to tell him all the sordid details of our fun and games. Seems he likes you to spread your legs for other guys." 

Patrick went off to shower whistling happily.

Well back home I related all the details about my latest conquest, albeit embarrassed and hesitant at the anal intercourse bit. Hubby exhibited the high excitement Patrick predicted so I had no reluctance in admitted to having thoroughly enjoyed my new experience and certainly wouldn't shy away from anal sex in the future.



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 05



Chapter 05. John. (July 1994.)

This encounter occurred two months after my thirtieth birthday.

Having completed my work nice and early I headed for home intent on taking advantage of the weather for a spot of sunbathing en route. I'd discovered the perfect place whilst taking a break in my journey a month or so earlier and now pulled into the lay-by, happy to find it empty of vehicles.

A spinney abuts the end of the lay-by with a footpath bordering it. Taking the rug from my car I climbed a stile and walked the length of two fields, to a dip in the ground I'd marked down as highly suitable for sunbathing.

(See my Jason story; it's the same place, though this happened fifteen years earlier.)

I wasn't the only one to think the secluded alcove suitable for sunbathing because I found a guy had beaten me to it!

Taking advantage of the hot weather a balding guy in his early fifties lay stretched out on a rug, stark naked!

"Sorry I didn't mean to disturb you." I told the guy, running my eyes over his body.

"That's ok," he replied, unfazed by my appearance. "My names John, why not join me. I see you have a rug."

The guys cock, surrounded by an incredibly luxuriant growth of black curly hair, looked to be growing by the second and I was tempted, very tempted!

"I don't know." I hesitated; no point letting him think I was too easy.

"Come on, strip off and join me. It's only fair I get a look at you." John urged.

"I don't know it's not very private." I temporized.

"No one walks along here." John told me, but I reminded him that I had.

"That's true," he laughed, the laughter perhaps due to seeing me unzip my skirt.

While undressing I scanned the field. It's bordered for the most part by a tall, substantial looking hedge, the only break being a gate nearly opposite us.

John watched closely while I undressed and slipping my panties off I stood before him naked, legs apart.

"Well, what do you think? You've been watching me intently."

"That I'm going to fuck you!" he exclaimed loudly.

"Very likely." I smiled, moving my feet further apart to flaunt myself at the guy on the rug below me.

"Very, very nice. You're beautiful." John told me, his eyes travelling very slowly over my body.

I was thoroughly enjoying the power my body had over the guy whose cock by this time looked to be fully enlarged and seemed to be twitching of its own accord.

John slid lower down his rug until he was staring directly up between my thighs.

"What an incredible looking cunt!"

"Your cock's not half bad either."

I knelt to kiss the tip of it. John laid back, hands behind his head, the smile on his face telling me how much he was enjoying my tongue licking his cock. I flicked my tongue round and round the rim of the glans John groaning almost continuously by the time I took his cock into my mouth.

Impulsively and perhaps too impatient to feel him inside, I made to lower myself on to his cock.

"No no, not yet. I want to lick you out first!" So saying he rolled me onto my back.

His hand between my thighs, fingers probing my cunt, John licked and sucked my nipples. I revelled in what he was doing, particularly when more and more of his fingers invaded me. Four fingers were thrusting in and out of my cunt and it seemed as if he was trying to get his whole hand inside! I doubled my legs back the better to accommodate him and felt John's knuckles slipping inside my cunt. His complete hand was inside me!

"Yes!" he shouted. "I thought you'd be up for a fisting."

It felt phenomenal, certainly more substantial than any cock that had been there, as John's hand forced its way in and out of my cunt until I erupted in violent orgasm.

Following the removal of his hand John used his tongue instead, licking my clit in a very delightful fashion. Next I felt the tongue worming its way inside my cunt, lapping round and round in there.

Suddenly John moved on top and I yelled my pleasure when his cock drove into me. He started off by fucking me incredibly slowly. Each time he raised his bottom it felt as if his cock must slip from my cunt, but each time he managed to drive it back in again at the last moment. It was incredible!

Then he pulled out altogether and rubbed the tip of his penis up and down the length of my cunt.

"I don't want to come to quick."

With the tip of John's cock prodding my clit it felt as if he was trying to engulf it with his tiny orifice. Whatever he was trying to do the result was an orgasm which washed over me in waves, my ecstatic yells frightening birds from the hedge.

"Now stop teasing and fuck me hard and fast." I gasped.

Lifting my legs to double them back, John drove his cock into me with a force that brought a wild yell from my lips. 

"Is this hard enough for you?" John asked driving his cock in and out of me with incredible speed.

With every thrust of his cock into me I was yelling almost hysterically and clung desperately to the guy, writhing beneath the onslaught.

With sweat dripping down onto my face he came, yelling as his semen erupted into my depths. Well I think we were both yelling!

It was only afterwards that John told me we'd had an audience throughout.

"There was a guy watching from the gate, I think he had binoculars." John told and looking up I was just in time to see a figure disappearing behind the hedge.

"Probably the farmer, I often see him here. Didn't want to mention it earlier in case it put you off."

I assured John that I wasn't bothered; in fact it turned me on to know our intimacies had been observed.



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 06



Chapter 06(a). Ken. (August 1994.) 

The next experience I'd like to share with you is perhaps a bit of an odd one. I was 30 when it happened.

Hubby's company closes for a fortnight's holiday towards the end of July each year. Normally we go away ourselves but this time he was having some work done during the closure and needed to maintain a presence to ensure the work was up to standard.

At the beginning of the second week a specialist firm from up North was brought in to complete the job, and it's because the guys were from away that things were able to pan out the way they did. Due to the need for discretion the scenario which unfolded would not have been possible with a local firm.

On the Tuesday evening, hubby came in fuming, calling the guy doing the work an arrogant, supercilious ignoramus. I've no idea what had transpired between them but whatever it was left hubby loathing and detesting the guy. Well having briefly met Ken, the 45 year old guy in question, whilst calling in to see hubby on Monday I concurred that the fat bellied, tall and shaven head guy lacking in any sort of politeness wasn't very prepossessing, positively Neanderthal in fact. Beyond that I knew nothing about the guy.

Hubby calmed down during the evening but then came out with a bombshell which initially shocked me. He wanted to seduce Ken!

"What! I thought you detested the guy??"

"Yes but that's the very reason I want you to have sex with him. To know this loathsome creature's fucked you and would be crowing about it really turns me on, the humiliation factor I suppose. After the big bust up we had today think how good he'd feel about fucking my wife behind my back, how he'd boast about it to his mates back up North!"

Well it would certainly be different! 

The plan we concocted was that I'd be on site tomorrow instead of hubby, using the excuse that he was busy elsewhere. There was only Ken, plus a young lad doing the clearing up, a sort of general dogsbody, left on sight now that the work was almost complete.

I sat reading a magazine and deliberately showing plenty of leg, not that that's an unusual occurrence with me, quite close to where Ken was working. He was openly looking, leering is perhaps a better word, at my legs which I crossed and uncrossed repeatedly to ensure my hemline crept higher. Ken even knelt on the floor grinning at one point, obviously to get a better view up my skirt. Eventually he swaggered over to where I sat reading.

"Looking for a bit on the side are you? I thought the other day what a wimp your old man is. Am I right in thinking he's not able to satisfy a sexy looking piece like you?"

I nodded; if hubby wants humiliation so be it.

Ken put his hand roughly on my thigh grinning broadly.

"From your display I think you've come in here because you want a real man to sort you out and can see that I'm the one to do the job." Ken said complacently.

His breath was hot on my cheek and I parted my legs when his hand was thrust roughly up my skirt.

"Yes." My murmured response provoked the arrogant Ken's laughter.

"Look no further girl; I can give you what you need which is a damn good fucking, right?"

My skirt was high by this time and with Ken's hand delving inside my panties I spread my legs further, murmuring my agreement.

There was no finesse with Ken, no foreplay other than a minute or two of rough fingering and then he yanked my panties off and pushed me to the floor. Standing between my feet undoing his trousers, Ken said arrogantly, "That's it girl spread those legs, you're going to enjoy this."

Trousers and underpants round his ankles Ken came down heavily on top of me and after a brief fumble drove his cock into my cunt.

"Yes," he called jubilantly.

Ken fucked me with little regard for anything but his own pleasure. The weight of the fat man on top left me little option but to lie passively beneath the onslaught of his thrusting cock, a bodily response of my own was virtually out of the question. He didn't last long either and with an oath his semen spurted into me.

"Job's a good un." he grunted stumbling to his feet.

"Bet you haven't been fucked as well as that for a long time." Ken said complacently, doing his trousers up.

I was cleaning myself up with tissues and made no answer. 

"Wait till I tell the lads back home how I shafted the bosses wife!" 

Ken collected his tools and left the building laughing, his work complete.

Ken might have enjoyed himself but I was left up in the air feeling frustrated, which is my excuse for what happened next.

Part 6.(b). Dan.

Although the encounter hadn't done a lot for me I hope hubby will be pleased I thought to myself, wandering through the building looking for the other guy to find out how much longer he'd be on site.

I found him in an office and he quickly turned his back as I entered. Not before I'd seen what he was up to though. There was a newspaper open on the desk and I had a glimpse of him standing looking down at it, cock in hand! Despite keeping his back to me I could tell the lad was desperately doing his jeans up as I approached. 

The newspaper was open at page 3; I'd caught him masturbating to a topless blonde!

"A good looking boy like you can do better than wanking surely."

He turned a scarlet face to stare at me as I went on, "Get it back out and let me have a look. You never know I might be tempted to do something for you."

He remained motionless, looking very embarrassed so I undid his jeans, they weren't done up properly anyway, and tugged them down. Yanking his underpants down the boys cock sprang up proud. It was a big one!

I can only put my promiscuous behaviour down to Ken working me up only to leave me feeling frustrated because I promptly knelt and took the lads cock in my mouth. He gasped and groaned while I sucked his cock, deciding on the spur of the moment to suck the lad off and then fuck him, despite having had intercourse with Ken 15 minutes earlier!

In no time at all the lads semen spurted down my throat and after licking the final drops from his cock I asked him his name.

It was Dan and he was 20, the lad told me in a hoarse voice.

Then, for the second time in a quarter of an hour, my panties were off and I was stretched out legs apart for a guy's inspection, this time on a desk. It was hubby's desk as it happened, a fact which excited him immensely when I related my experiences later!

Dan seemed very nervous but his cock was hard again as he stared open-mouthed between my legs.

"Your turn, I want to feel your tongue between my thighs." I told him.

Dan was hesitant so I asked if he'd much experience of girls and sex.

"None at all, I don't know what to do," he mumbled.

"No problem, I'll teach you." I rubbed my pussy slowly with my fingers as I spoke and Dan's eyes were popping out of his head.

He stepped forward and nearly fell over, forgetting about the jeans and pants round his ankles. We both laughed and it seemed to break the ice because removing the tangle from his ankles Dan promptly knelt at my feet and I spread my cunt lips for his inspection.

"I've never seen one close up like this before. Can I touch it?"

"Of course, I'm hoping your going to do much more than just touch I want to feel your hard cock inside it."

"Shit yea, I want that!" he exclaimed.

Dan's hands were on my thighs then, gently stroking, and I moved my hand away from my cunt. He seemed to be crooning to himself as he stared at the fleshy folds of flesh between my thighs before tentatively touching.

Well, he might be inexperienced but Dan proved a very quick learner and under my tuition moved his tongue in circles around my clitoris eliciting squeals of delight. Growing in confidence, my little cries of pleasure reassuring him that he was doing it right, Dan sucked my engorged clit into his mouth. Nervousness absent now the lad pushed his fingers inside me, all the time nibbling my clit. He seemed both surprised and pleased when I exploded in orgasm.

Slipping from the desk, it was none to comfortable; I quickly undressed urging Dan to do the same. Naked but for the inevitable stockings and suspenders, I stretched out on the carpet next to what I subsequently learnt was my husbands desk. The now confident and other than his socks naked Dan, stretched out beside me. No hesitancy now, he just grabbed my breasts to suck a nipple. Next he gave my other nipple the same treatment. I held the lads cock and soon felt his fingers burrowing between my thighs again.

"It's very wet!" Dan sounded awestruck as he pushed his fingers in and out of my cunt.

I was arching upwards against Dan's probing fingers and soon urged him to get on top.

"Do it to me now."

For the second time that afternoon I felt the weight of a male body on top of mine, this one much lighter and more acceptable. Dan's fingers fumbled between my thighs while he endeavoured to introduce his cock into me. It slid home and the lad smiled down happily at me. I ran my hands up and down his back as Dan began fucking me with very slow thrusts. We kissed, tongues entwined before I urged him to speed up.

"What you're doing is very nice." I told him. "But don't hang back, fuck me as hard as you like."

At that Dan upped the tempo, his cock now drilling me like a piston. I clung to him moaning happily, fingers digging into his bottom; knees raised either side of the lad who was by this time fucking me like a thing possessed. What happened to his shyness? 

It was over, a few final twitches from his cock inside me and the grunting Dan rolled off to lie gasping on the carpet beside me.



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 07



Chapter 07. Mark. (October 2010.)

Writing about Dan in my last story reminded me of another, much more recent, encounter with a really young guy. This one occurred in October 2010, so I would have been 46 at the time, Mark was just 19!

On my way to a travel lodge just outside the town of P, where I had a meeting planned for the following day, I passed a guy hitchhiking. A quick look in the mirror showed him to be very good looking young guy, wearing glasses, and with a rucksack on his back. I pulled over and when he came alongside learnt that he too was for heading for P, so told the boy to hop in. Stowing his rucksack in the boot he climbed in beside me.

Making conversation I discovered that he was a student called Mark and was heading home for a few days to meet up with an older brother just returned from a lengthy trip t the States.

I hadn't missed the way he eyed my legs on entering the car, my skirt as usual high up my thighs while I drove, and he continued to cast furtive looks at them.

After pulling in to a service station for petrol I popped to the loo needing to freshen up, Mark meanwhile headed for the gents. While sitting on the loo I pondered on ways to seduce the young Mark, inevitably wondering if he'd be interested in someone my age, I must seem ancient to him.

Resuming our seats in the car I deliberately allowed my skirt to ride even higher. I'm a dab hand at this and made sure there was a glint of suspender showing as I put the car into gear and moved off. Mark was clearly struggling to keep his eyes off my somewhat blatant display and it became apparent that there was an erection inside his trousers. I found it deliciously exciting to be driving along knowing that this really young guy at my side fancied me. There was no conversation now; Mark seemed unable to take his eyes off my thighs while I was wondering how to proceed from here.

I'm unfamiliar with the area but spotting a lay-by coming up I pulled in, pleased to find there were no other vehicles, and stopped at the far end of it.

"I need a short break from driving, hope you don't mind." I said, continuing the coversation to ask Mark if he had a girlfriend.

He was far too busy with his studies at the moment to consider girls he told me.

"Wrong policy. At your age you must have strong urges that need fulfilling, a build up of frustration won't help when it comes to concentrating on your studies."

His face coloured up at my words and he remained silent.

"You haven't taken your eyes off my legs for ages. Perhaps you'd like a feel."

So saying I took Mark's hand and placed it on my thigh. Yes I know it was a bit blatant but it did the trick because not only did he leave his hand on my thigh but moved it up to the flesh above my stocking top!

"You're very attractive." Mark breathed, his fingers describing circles on my inner thigh. "I want you!"

No problem there, the gorgeous young lad could certainly have me!

I slid lower in the seat, my legs drifting apart with a will of their own. Marks fingers continued to stroke my thighs and he leaned across to kiss me. Groping for his crotch I found a large and very hard bulge. Promising!

He plainly wasn't as shy as I'd first thought because with tongue probing my mouth Mark's fingers wormed their way feverishly inside my panties. Inevitably my legs drifted even further apart. With his fingers moving slowly up and down the length of my slit, spreading it open in quest of my clitoris, we were oblivious of passing traffic separated only by a hedge.

"You're very wet," he murmured, his fingers penetrating me now.

"Well that's your doing!" I gasped, Mark's thumb rubbing my clit while his fingers continued to push in and out of my cunt.

Sinking still lower in the seat, skirt bunched up around my waist, I found myself moaning almost continuously and knew that Mark's relentless fingers driving in and out of me, coupled with his delightful manipulations to my clit were rapidly bringing me to orgasm. When it hit me I yelled, my ecstatic cries quickly stifled by Mark pressing his lips to mine. I think he was a bit nervous because despite being parked at the other end from us, a couple of cars had entered the lay-by unnoticed by me in my orgasmic pleasure. 

I pushed Mark gently back in his seat, the lad sliding lower to get out of sight as I unzipped him.

"My turn." I told him, freeing his erect penis with difficulty.

With my hands cupping Mark's balls I lowered my mouth to his penis. It was his turn to moan now as I ran my tongue repeatedly round and round the glans, my finger nails lightly raking his balls.

"Oh God," he moaned when I took his cock into my mouth. As I sucked he bucked up and down in his seat, his cock slipping in and out of my mouth. I guessed he wouldn't last long but was taken by surprise nevertheless when hot semen erupted into my mouth. I tried to swallow it all but the task proved impossible and a copious amount ran down Mark's cock. He slumped in his seat looking decidedly happy while I continued to lick his cock, endeavouring to remove every last drop from it.

The other cars had gone now, as unnoticed by me as their arrival had been, and Mark visibly relaxed to find we had the lay-by to ourselves again. 

"Not in a hurry are you?" I stroked his cock as I asked the question, Mark shaking his head.

I slipped out of my panties, tossing them onto the rear seats, and pulled Mark's head down. He knew what I wanted and although it wasn't that easy in the confines of the driver's seat; we really should have transferred to the rear, his tongue managed to find my cunt. I played with the lads cock and balls while he licked away at my cunt manfully, despite his obvious discomfort. 

His cock was erect; it had barely diminished at all following his ejaculation, so I told him to slip his trousers and pants down,

"I want to ride your lovely cock."

After a quick look round, happy to see the lay-by still empty, Mark pushed his lower garments down to his ankles. The car windows were beginning to steam up by this time as well, making us a little more private.

I straddled him, sinking down joyously on Mark's erection, the lads moan merging with my own cry of joy. His hands instinctively gripped my bottom as I began riding Mark's cock, the lad thrusting upwards to meet me. Holding firmly on to Mark's shoulders I bounced up and down and although seeing a car pull into the lay-by there was no way I was going to stop! Mark couldn't see the car anyway otherwise he might have wanted to stop, although he was probably past the point of caring himself by this time.

On and on I went, wildly riding his thrusting cock, my ecstatic cries echoing around the car interior. 

Several guys emerged from the newly arrived car, stretching their limbs before slowly walking our way. I closed my eyes then, unconcerned by the approaching guys as I rode Mark's thrusting cock aware that we were both on the verge of coming. Then we were thrashing wildly in joint orgasm, oblivious of the guys looking in the car.

It was when I lifted myself off the lads cock and resumed my seat that Mark spotted the three grinning faces peering in at the steamy windows, and looking extremely embarrassed quickly covered himself up. 

One of the voyeurs gave a thumbs up while another motioned for me to wind the window down. I ignored the request but felt no qualms about sitting with legs spread to clean myself with tissues.

It wasn't a situation I'm unfamiliar with anyway because a few years earlier hubby developed an interest in dogging so I would have had no compunction about opening a window to these guys. Mark though was very embarrassed and eager to go.

After dropping him off I located the travel lodge and checked in. After enjoying a long shower I rang hubby to tell him about my latest adventure and when I got to the bit about the watching guys he commented that it was a pity I hadn't wound down the window, no telling what it might have led to.

"Perhaps you'd have ended up having four cocks instead of just the one!"



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 08



Chapter 8. Early experiences. (July 1982).

One Saturday afternoon at the beginning of the summer holidays I was walking the fields with a girl friend, following the path of a brook which had at some stage been straightened out in several places. We elected to follow the original, and now dried up meandering course, and in one overgrown loop came upon a group of youths. They were older than us and my friend Pat, who was eighteen the same as I, wanted to turn back. I told her not to be silly, there was nothing to be afraid of, and marched boldly onwards. At the furthest point of the old path though, the youths barred our path.

"Now then girls what's your hurry. Stay and have some fun," one of them said.

Pat asked them in a tremulous voice to let us through as by this time we were surrounded by perhaps a dozen youths.

"Come on the sun's hot, relax and have some fun," someone said, his hand groping one of my breasts.

I giggled as more hands groped me, one thrusting its way up my skirt. A scream brought my attention back to Pat and I saw her down on the grass being stripped by three or four laughing youths. Even at the moment I was gratified to find myself the greater object of attention, about eight of them surrounding me! 

Then I too found myself being stripped but instead of screaming like Pat just giggled excitedly. With the greater number of youths involved I was naked first. On my back in the grass, my ankles held wide apart, the excited murmur of the youths died away as they stared between my legs. Pat was in the same predicament and again I was pleased to find I had more youths inspecting my body than she had.

Despite their excitability the youths seemed nervous and with Pat still yelling something spooked them. Taking fright they ran off, laughing at their supposed bravado. We collected our clothes, our knickers which had been thrown into a bush I extricated with difficulty, dressed quickly and left the brook to walk home. It was while collecting our clothes to dress that I saw a guy watching through the bushes, presumably what had spooked the youths. He continued watching while we dressed but then disappeared. I said nothing to my friend about the watcher; she was upset enough as it was.

Pat was still tearful but I recall feeling elated at the affect my body had on all the youths, the way they stared, open-mouthed some of them, between my thighs. Even then it gave me a sense of power over the male of the species.

Next day, Sunday, I walked the path again, this time alone. I'd talked Pat out of telling her parents what had happened but she was adamant that she'd never walk the fields again. 

Approaching the spot where we'd met the youths yesterday I felt tense with excitement, wondering if they'd be there and what might happen if they were. My nervous excitement increased when I heard voices up ahead and knew it was them. I could have turned back at this point but despite, or more probably because of, knowing what could befall me carried on walking.

It was very much a repeat of the previous day in that I was promptly stripped naked by the gang of youths. This time though there seemed to be more of them, at least fifteen I thought, and I was the sole object of their interest. Stretched out naked on the grass it was incredibly exciting to witness all these youths jostling and pushing each other in their desperation to look between my legs. It seemed to me at the time that I wielded a very great power over them.

Bolder this time some hands were on my breasts, other exploring between my legs, and despite a certain roughness I loved it! At that point though the youths were again spooked and ran off laughing. 

That's where the similarity with yesterday ended though because this time the guy I'd seen watching came out from behind the bushes.

I recognised him now as a sort of traveller who did seasonal work on local farms and any other odd jobs he could find. He was known around the village as Benny and lived in a caravan with a woman and several teenage children. 

"No, no, please lay there a bit longer. I won't hurt you, I just want to look," he pleaded when I started getting to my feet.

So I returned to my prone position on the grass and even spread my legs further, excited by his gasp.

"Don't be frightened," he muttered, undoing his jeans.

Kneeling between my feet the guy had his cock out masturbating. I'd never seen an erect cock before and watched his pumping hand fascinated.

"Use your fingers to open your cunt lips," he urged.

Without giving it a second thought I just did as the guy asked and continued watching his hand pumping away at his cock while he stared between my thighs. When he came I saw the white cream spurting from his cock and felt blobs of semen landing on my leg. 

My God, I'm the cause of that, I thought.

Nervous and flushed he zipped his jeans up and hurried away. I laughed, feeling a sense of power to see the state my body had reduced the guy too, and stopping to look back he asked if I'd be alright. 

"Fine." 

I'd remained laying on the ground, despite my heightened sense of excitement a little bemused by what had happened. Scrambling to my feet I began dressing. Returning to help me find my scattered clothes the guy said, "You won't tell anyone about this will you?"

I assured Benny my lips were sealed and he looked at me speculatively before saying, "Come with me a minute, I want to show you something."

I followed Benny in the direction from whence he'd first appeared and a barely noticeable path led us over the dried up brook. Through a gap in the hedge we emerged in a field where, indicating a semi derelict barn the side facing into the field fully open, Benny told me it was a favourite haunt of his.

The barn clearly hadn't been used for anything in a long time and there were a few old bales of hay up one end, with more loose hay scattered about the earth floor. 

"If you meet me here same time tomorrow I'll bring some skins," he told me.

I looked at him puzzled and he went on, "A packet of Johnnie's, Durex."

"Oh I see." I replied, the meaning of his words dawning on me. "Yes I can be here tomorrow."

I was going to lose my virginity I thought excitedly; the fact that the scruffy looking guy who was going to deprive me of it was probably my parent's age didn't enter my head.

Next day he was there first, sitting on a bale with a packet of durex beside him, smoking a cigarette which he stubbed out at my approach.

"So you came then; you must be willing." 

He stood up and began undoing his jeans. Trying to conceal my nervousness I undressed before lying on the straw covered ground. I stared in awe at the hard cock rearing up from below his torn and grubby vest, wondering if I could take it. Benny's hands moved impatiently over my body, squeezing my breasts before one of them pushed between my legs. His fingers roughly forced their way into me and I screamed with the suddenness of the invasion. 

"Open you up a bit, ready for my cock," he grunted, continuing to finger me.

Then he swiftly tore the durex packet open to extract a condom. I watched fascinated while he rolled the sheath over his cock. Next he moved onto me and I again felt his fingers spreading my cunt lips.

"Oh!" My exclamation rent the air when his cock nudged its way inside me.

He was rough, kissing me and clawing my breasts as he fucked me with little regard for anything but his own gratification. It didn't last long either but I remained lying naked in the straw long after he'd gone. 

In hindsight I can't say my first experience of intercourse was up to much but even then I knew I wanted more. I hadn't said no when he asked me to meet him at the barn again next Saturday.

Eventually I dressed; eyeing the used condom he'd left hanging over a beam, and walked home with much to think about.

Throughout that fateful summer I continued to meet Benny at the barn for sex but in the autumn he and his family moved on and I never saw the guy again. He fucked me 23 times; I know that because he hung his used condom on the beam each time! Despite the fact that Benny took me roughly and with little thought for my own pleasure, I loved it and knew the experience would get better. I loved the fact that my body caused his cock to rear up but was also responsible for its rapid wilting afterwards!

I revisited the barn several times over the next year or two, the row of condoms still adorning the beam invariably exciting me, and it was in the barn that I also discovered the joys of masturbation!



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 09



Chapter 9. Phil & Dave. (September 1994.) 

When hubby asked if I fancied a long weekend break, to make up in part for our missed fortnights holiday (see Ch 06), I jumped at the chance. Some friends of ours have a holiday cottage in Cornwall which had unexpectedly become empty; they let it for self catering when not using the cottage themselves, and offered us the use of it. It's a long drive for just a few days but at least it was a break.

Arriving at the cottage in the early hours of Saturday morning we didn't do much that first day, although hubby did pop out to a nearby pub in the evening and returned in a somewhat animated state. He refused to disclose what had excited him, saying only that I'd find out tomorrow.

Naturally I was intrigued and when hubby suggested a Sunday lunchtime drink in the same pub agreed, curious to see what it was that had excited him.

Sitting with our drinks in an alcove I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary to account for hubby's excited state on Saturday. It was beginning to fill up a bit when hubby asked if I'd noticed a couple of guys leaning on the end of the bar.

"Well yes, they seem more interested in ogling my legs than drinking." I laughed.

"Dave and Phil, I was talking to them last night," hubby said. "I told them a bit about our lifestyle and they're keen to meet you, hence the interest in your legs."

I thought I knew where this was heading; hubby wanted me to have sex with one of the guys while he watched. Wrong.

"Remember all our discussions about threesomes, now's your chance to give it a try."

He was beckoning them over, taking my acquiescence in his scheme for granted. I was introduced to the guys and found that Dave was a bachelor of 34 while Phil, a very slim guy of 33, was married. 

Moving on a bit.

Despite it being a scenario we'd discussed and I'd fantasized about, I was feeling unusually nervous preceding the guys into our cottage, knowing they were both about to fuck me in front of hubby. Dave had complimented me on my little black dress whilst in the pub and it was he who gathered me in his arms for a kiss directly we were over the threshold. After we'd kissed he simply handed me over to Phil whose kisses were even more ardent, as were his hands squeezing and pummelling my bottom.

"Make yourselves comfortable chaps," hubby said. "Can I get you a drink?"

They both declined, more interested in getting to grips with me I suspect.

I sat between Phil and Dave on the settee, exchanging alternate kisses with them, and it was Phil who began stroking my legs, bare for once. They both wore shorts, the weather still warm, and I rested a hand on each of their thighs.

"You're a fine looking girl Sandi." Phil told me, his hand stroking my inner thighs and coaxing them apart.

"Sexy too!" Dave exclaimed when my questing hand located his penis.

"You're right there Dave, her knickers are sopping!" Phil told him, his hand between my legs.

"Told you she'd be up for it," an excited hubby said but the guys hardly glanced at him.

"Stand up so I can take your dress off Sandi." Phil said.

When he lifted the dress up over my head my face was momentarily engulfed but I heard Dave say, "An obedient wife you've got here."

At the same time my panties were pulled down and the dress now off I saw it was hubby removing them. He stood up with them in his hand, face red and said excitedly, "There you are chaps my wife's yours to do as you want with. Enjoy her body the way others have." 

The guys exchanged looks and Phil said, almost contemptuously I thought, "Go and sat down over there out of the way for now."

They grinned at one another while hubby meekly went to sit down.

With Dave's hand between my thighs it was Phil who unclipped and removed my bra. Resuming my seat on the settee I waited for them to shed shorts and tops before rejoining me, at which time I promptly took a cock in each hand, hearing hubby gasp as I did so. 

With both guys sucking and licking my nipples, Phil sliding his fingers in and out of my cunt while Dave toyed with my clit, I was almost hysterical. The feeling of all those hands, mouths and tongues working on my body simultaneously was out of this word and I looked across at hubby, grateful to him for setting it up. He was staring goggle eyed and masturbating while he watched the two guys working on me with my hands juggling cocks and balls. At that moment I think we both knew I would want more of this kind of thing!

It was Phil who picked me up in his strong arms and carried me up to the bedroom, Dave and hubby following. I stretched out on the bed, spreading my legs eagerly for the two guys who were going to fuck me. But not yet. Phil knelt on the bed to lower his face between my thighs while Dave squatted by my head. I took his cock between my lips to suck as Phil's tongue explored my cunt. After several minutes of that, and as though by mutual consent, the two guys swapped places. I could hear the creaking of hubby's noisy chair as he sat watching the guys playing with me and then Phil said, "I thought hubby would be the first to come."

Dave raised his head briefly to look at hubby and joined in Phil's laughter before returning to the job in hand. The second orgasm, and a very noisy one at that, was mine.

Coming back down to earth I found the two guys standing at the foot of the bed, erect cocks in hand while they debated who was to go first. They decided to toss a coin. 

I t was an highly exciting experience to watch my fate being decided by the toss of a coin, excitement augmented by the certain knowledge that whichever of them it was who fucked me first would be followed immediately by the second.

Well it was to be Phil and I spread my legs eagerly as he moved on to me.

"Yes!" It was hubby's cry that rent the air when Phil's cock drove into me, shortly followed by me own.

I beckoned to Dave wanting to suck his cock while Phil fucked me, so for once I was silent during intercourse instead of my usual vociferous response. Hubby circled the bed encouraging the guys, Phil beginning to grunt as he fucked me.

Hubby must have been aware of the approaching orgasm because again he yelled "Yes!" This time when Phil's semen spurted into me.

As expected there was no respite, Dave taking his place directly the first guy rolled off. Phil lay beside us breathing heavily while his friend began fucking me. I don't know which of us was the more excited, hubby or me. Sucking my nipples Dave fucked me urgently with short sharp cock thrusts. I clung to him to begin with before instinctively reaching over to hold Phil's cock. Feeling it hardening I was pleased to think the experience was far from over despite Dave's cock inside me jerking as he ejaculated.

Hubby reiterated his offer of refreshment but it was again declined, Phil saying, "Your randy wife obviously wants more cock and I think I can speak for Dave and say we'd rather press on.

"Take her doggie this time so Sandi can suck Dave's cock while you're fucking her. I'd love to see my wife spit-roasted," hubby urged.

Ever ready to oblige I took up the required position and Phil promptly drove into me. Dave climbed onto the bed so I could take his cock into my mouth.

"Great!" Hubby exclaimed, standing besides the bed watching and wanking.

I too was in a high state of excitement sucking on one cock while another drove in and out of my cunt. Gripping my hips the pounding of his cock went on and on. It was no good I just had to expel the cock from my mouth and give vent to wild ecstatic yells. This time he lasted considerably longer than the first, eventually coming with a groan. As before Phil's cock had barely slithered from my cunt when it was replaced by Dave's.

Hands roaming my thighs, fingers rubbing my clit, Dave fucked me relentlessly. Phil joined in, playing with my swaying breasts, while a feverish looking hubby stalked round the bed masturbating.

When it was over I lay on my back, legs flung wide, while the three guys stood at the foot of the bed studying their handiwork. Excited to be the focus of attention I was further excited by the limp and drained looking condition of the three cocks and to know that I was the cause, Dave and Phil drained by fucking me twice each, hubby from frequent masturbation!

Dave and Phil had to go to work on Monday but spent the evening at our cottage, as they did on the Tuesday. We had intended leaving for home Tuesday afternoon but put our departure back until the guys had left, not reaching home until around 5am.

It had been an incredible break. The two guys fucked me eleven times between them over the three days and hubby's excitement more than matched my own. He certainly didn't need to ask if I'd be keen for something similar in the future!



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 10



Chapter 10. Stewart. (April 1996)

I've stopped at many Travelodge's over the years, some good and some bad, but as my stays are rarely more than a couple of nights at most, the quality of the accommodation is of little concern. The Travelodge I pulled into on this particular day though I remember to have been amongst the better ones.

Changing from the flat driving shoes to my high heels, I entered reception at the same time as a smartly dressed guy whose manners supported his attire. With a gracious sweep of his arm the guy courteously insisted that I go first.

A little later I was unpacking the few things I had with me; it was only a one night stay, when there was a knock on the door. On opening it, instead of a member of staff I found the polite guy from reception.

"Hello, they've put me in the next room so I thought I'd introduce myself. Stewart."

He proffered his hand.

"Sandi." I told him shaking hands.

"Delightful name," he said stepping over the threshold. "To go with a lovely lady."

Stewart's eyes took in my undies on the bed, "Good taste in lingerie to."

He went on to invite me out for a meal later, saying he knew of a 'charming little place, excellent food' not far away. Exuding old-world charm Stewart took my hand to raise it to his lips when I thanked him and said I'd be ready in an hour.

"I look forward to the evening then." Stewart said, lingering to glance at the room again.

"Bit pokey singles, aren't they. I always book a double for added comfort," he told me.

There seemed some sort of magnetism between us and I think we both knew then, I certainly did, that on returning from the meal it was to his room we'd both be heading!

To add a little more personal detail, Stewart was a married man in his late forties, while I was thirty two.

Returning exactly on the hour, Stewart walked me to his car and opened the door for me to climb in. (He did the same thing when we left the restaurant for the drive back later, very much old-world gentlemanly courtesy.) 

I'd wanted to pay my share of the bill but Stewart wouldn't hear of it.

"Nonsense you're my guest. It's a pleasure to have the company of a beautiful lady such as yourself."

Back at the Travelodge he quickly nipped round the car to hold the door open for me to alight, eyes unashamedly on my legs while I did so. An arm around my waist, Stewart steered me gently towards his room.

"I assume you're in no hurry to return to your pokey little room. Or am I being presumptuous?"

"No, maybe not till morning." I answered quietly. 

Emboldened Stewart ran his hand down my thigh, pausing at a suspender.

"You're a sexy lady," he breathed before removing his hand to unlock the door.

Inside Stewart undressed me, very, very slowly, clearly savouring every second. His politeness continued with him treating my clothes with care and laying them neatly on a chair. Stewart was even slower removing my stockings, his hands caressing my legs with loving care.

Then I was gently picked up and laid on his bed. He kissed me, tongue burrowing gently into my mouth. Next Stewart kissed, licked and caressed every little bit of me, and I mean every little bit because after he'd done my front Stewart eased me over and started on my back. When the guys hands gently parted my buttocks and I felt his tongue probing the crevice between them I was almost hysterical with excitement. Sensing it Stewart continuing licking my anus but also eased his fingers between my thighs, quickly locating my clitoris. Now I was in heaven my squeals echoing around the room. The combined effect of Stewart's tongue licking and probing my anus while his fingers stimulated my clitoris resulted in one of the noisiest and most violent orgasm I'd ever experienced! The beaming Stewart began undressing looking very pleased with himself.

"Your turn," he said, stretching out beside me.

Taking my cue from Stewart I began licking and stroking his body very slowly. I kissed him and then moved my mouth down to his nipples. I worked on each nipple in turn, slowly licking and then sucking them until Stewart was purring like a cat. After another kiss I licked down his body and felt Stewart tense when my tongue approached his genitals. Bypassing the guys cock I kissed and then licked his hairless balls. His lack of pubic hair is something I'd rarely encountered and finding it a very pleasant experience took his balls into my mouth. Groaning, Stewart's fingers found my cunt as I continued licking and sucking his balls.

Eventually I turned my attention to Stewarts cock, licking the rock hard shaft and glans for quite a while before sucking it into my mouth.

It wasn't long before he could take no more and rolling me onto my back Stewart moved on top. I flung my arms around the guy as his penis drove deep inside me.

He fucked me with controlled thrusts, prolonging the pleasure by easing off from time to time. Clearly a very experienced lover Stewart took me to the heights, his mouth moving from my lips to my nipples as he fucked me steadily.

When he came Stewart gave a strange sort of cry before collapsing on top of me keening softly.

Waking in Stewart's bed in the morning I found him sitting up writing something in a notebook. 

"Working already?"

"Pleasure actually; I'm recording last night's experiences for future reference. Take a look; I've awarded you top marks."

Handing me his notebook Stewart went to the bathroom. 

Well it was a record of his conquests, scores of them! There was a sort of code beside each name, some of which I could decipher based on my own experiences with him and the letters beside my own name. Gratifyingly he'd awarded me five stars, the highest. 

Returning, Stewart slipped back into bed beside me.

"You won't have counted them but there are over three hundred names in my little black book and I fucked them all," he boasted.

His hand slid down between my legs, legs which I eagerly parted. 

So, I was just another conquest, another notch on Stewart's bedpost. Looked at another way though he was just another notch on mine!

After another exquisite bout of lovemaking we went our separate ways.



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Chapter 11. Tom. (August 2000).

I had noticed an interesting looking independent shoe shop during a previous visit to the town and now with time on my hands decided to take a look. I was browsing the shoes when an assistant approached and asked if I needed any help. He was a young lad, barely 20 I thought, and as I was about to try on a shoe decided it might be fun to tease him, particularly as there weren't any other customers in the shop at the time. Sitting, I asked if he'd assist me while I tried the shoe for size. 

"Certainly Madam," he replied, kneeling on the carpeted floor.

Deliberately showing plenty of leg I was amused to see the lad growing warm as he eased the shoe onto my foot.

"Hmm not bad, let me try some different ones."

I was enjoying myself teasing the lad and by the time he returned with two or three more shoes for me to try had hitched my skirt still higher. I've no idea how much he could see, certainly my stocking tops and perhaps more, but as he helped me try on more shoes the flustered lads face grew redder by the minute.

Deciding on a pair of shoes I liked we went over to the till. The older guy behind it told the youngster he could go as it was nearly closing time.

"Turn the sign over to closed on your way out."

Finishing my transaction, the guy handed me the till receipt saying, "You shouldn't tease the lad like that, I saw you flashing your knickers."

"Just a bit of harmless fun."

"Might be harmless fun to you but you got my son all worked up there, and all for nothing. He's probably gone off feeling frustrated."

"I didn't realize he was your son, perhaps it was a bit thoughtless of me." I said feeling a bit chastened, and the guy explained that it was a family business, his wife helping out with the paperwork. 

"Maybe I ought to have a bit of fun with you, a sort of payback, give you a good spanking for teasing my son." He was eyeing me speculatively as he spoke.

"Maybe you're right; perhaps my thoughtless behaviour should be punished." I replied, feeling excited by this unexpected turn of events.

He stared at me while I slipped my purse back into my bag.

"Go through to my office," he indicated a door to the right. "I'd better lock the door; it's well past closing time."

"Why would you want me to go to your office?" I enquired all innocent.

"To administer your punishment of course," he said briskly. "Put you across my knee and give you the spanking you deserve for teasing my son."

Excitement mounting I entered his office, the guy joining me seconds later. Pulling a chair out from behind his desk, the guy introduced himself as Tom, 45. 

"You're nearly ten years older than me then." I told Tom, I've no idea why, perhaps to emphasize Tom's seniority to me the way he had mine to his son. 

I draped myself across his lap as instructed and Tom began spanking my backside, stopping after three or four smacks.

"This is no good, too much cushioning."

So saying Tom pulled my skirt up to my waist. My panties were pulled down just enough to expose my bottom and the spanking resumed.

Holding me down across his lap with one hand Tom spanked my bottom, the blows becoming harder all the time, as did his breathing. Spreading the blows evenly he slapped my two tender cheeks while I wriggled about on his lap squealing.

"Good, I've made your bum bright red, the way you made my son's face."

Tom told me to stand up and I smoothed my skirt down but stood before him, panties round my thighs, as I asked if I could go.

"Don't know about that. I've got the key see," he dangled it in front of me.

Despite looking flushed and excited Tom seemed tense.

"What are you going to do then?"

"Get those knickers off, bend over my desk and you'll find out." Tom was standing up undoing his trousers, his intention plain. 

I slipped out of my panties and swept papers from his desk on to the floor before bending over the end of it like he said. Pushing my skirt up Tom's hand delved between my thighs.

"Your cunts sopping!" Tom exclaimed. "This is what you need."

His cock drove into me and I yelled at the suddenness of it. Face down over Tom's desk I gripped the edges of it almost desperately as his cock pounded in and out of me. He gripped my thighs, fingers digging into the flesh, while he fucked me roughly.

"This is what sluts like you need," he shouted suddenly as his body slamming up to mine, balls squashed against my thighs, he came.

Gasping, an over excited Tom staggered backwards and snatched a ruler from the floor. He whacked by bare bottom with it and I yelled but made no attempt to resist as the blows continued, growing in intensity with each one. This was far more painful than the earlier spanking and I howled almost continuously.

"You loved every minute of it." The insightful Tom taunted before throwing the ruler down.

"Let that be a lesson to you," he panted. "Don't go about teasing innocent youngsters. Now put your knickers on slut and get out of her, my wife's due any minute to do the days paperwork."

Barely allowing me time to wipe myself Tom hustled me from the shop and slammed the door behind me.



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Chapter 12. Rob. (July 1997) 

I was on my way to a Travelodge near C, where I had a meeting next day. It was around eight in the evening when I picked up the hitchhiker on his way to a folk festival, also on the outskirts of C. Long haired and with a substantial backpack which included a tent, Rob grumbled about the uncharitable disposition of all the other motorists who had ignored him, saying he'd be late at the campsite and would still have the hassle of erecting his tent and finding somewhere to eat.

Tall and slim I fancied the handsome 22 year old as soon as he climbed into the car and so suggested to Rob that if he'd like to share my room at the Travelodge I could drop him off at the campsite in the morning.

"I'll also take you for a meal after we've checked in if you like." I added, hoping to clinch it. 

"That would be great, thanks a lot!"

By a quirk of fate I'd booked a double room, all the singles being taken, but found myself wondering what they'd think when I turned up with a gorgeous young guy many years my junior! Well they could think whatever they wanted; I was far enough away from home to be unconcerned about gossip. However, I left Rob in the car while I went to check in and collect my key.

When we entered the room I noticed Rob smile when he saw the double bed. He had been completely unfazed by my suggestion of him sharing the room, as if it was an everyday occurrence!

"How hungry are you, shall we get to know one another a little better before going for a meal?" I asked.

"I'm hungry for two things at the moment." Rob smiled, undoing his jeans. "Food comes a poor second to sex."

"My thoughts exactly." I too began undressing.

The lovemaking was urgent; we both knew they'd by time for refinement later. Rob fucked me vigorously, his lips pressed to mine; tongue probing my mouth, and when he came it seemed to last for ever as jet after jet spurted into me.

After a shared shower we went for the meal. Then it was back to the Travelodge for more lovemaking. 

While Rob undressed I went to the loo. A naked Rob came in while I was wiping myself and saying he needed a pee asked me to hold his cock for him. Happy to oblige I took Rob's cock in my hand and directed the thick stream of pee flowing from it into the toilet bowl.

"I needed that," he said, the flow slowing to a trickle before ceasing altogether.

I knelt and licked the end of Rob's cock before taking it into my mouth, excited by the taste of his pee as a few final drops trickled down my throat.

Back in the bedroom he undressed me, taking his time and stroking my flesh as each bit was revealed. When I was naked Rob laid me on the bed and holding my legs wide apart pressed his lips to my cunt. I was writhing and moaning my pleasure while his tongue licked me there. Sucking and nibbling my clitoris Rob brought me to a wild and noisy orgasm.

He moved on top and slowly, gently but firmly, his manhood entered me. It felt exquisite as Rob's cock drove deeper inside me. With less urgency than earlier Rob fucked me steadily, his cock driving deep with every thrust. I clung to him, fingernails digging into his flesh as I writhed beneath the grunting Rob, wishing it would never end. Of course it did end but I experienced another glorious orgasm almost simultaneously with Rob's semen jetting into me.

Waking in the morning and finding the gorgeous young man lying beside me was lovely and when my exploring hand found an erect cock things got even better. Rob was still asleep and I slowly rubbed my cunt while holding his cock. It wasn't long before he awoke and his hand displaced mine between my thighs. While I played with Rob's cock and balls he fingered my cunt. We would both have been happy to stay in bed all day I think but work, for me at least, beckoned.

Throwing the quilt aside I sat astride Rob to lower myself onto his waiting erection, uttering a happy cry to feel it sinking deep inside again. Moving up and down I quickly had his full length buried inside myself. It felt lovely!

I began to ride his upward thrusting cock, keeping him slow and controlled, not wanting it to be over too soon. Rob held my bouncing breasts in his hands, grunting and beginning to lose control of himself. The bed was creaking loudly as we fucked wildly now, the sweat running down my body. Suddenly the orgasm hit me and I arched backwards, Rob's fingers rubbing my clit as his cock drove in and out of my cunt. Then his cock jerked and spurted deep inside me. 

After a shower I drove him to his campsite. During the drive Rob told me he would be attending another festival in six weeks time and as it was only in the next county to where I live how about getting together again? I hadn't told him the actual village where I live, just the nearest town to it, ever mindful of the need for discretion. I now wrote my phone number down for him telling Rob to give me a ring nearer the time.

Well, to cut a long story short, when the time came hubby collected Rob from the station on Friday so that he could stay the weekend with us while attending the festival. The mornings were spent in wild and rampant lovemaking after which hubby drove Rob to the festival site, returning for him late evening. Rob seemed completely unconcerned about making love to me under the watchful eye of my husband and if he thought it an odd arrangement didn't mention the fact.

For hubby though it was a unique and exciting event, few guys being permitted to stay overnight with us. Of course Rob displaced hubby in the marital bed for the three nights he stayed with us, J sleeping in a spare room. Only when he returned from dropping Rob off at the station on the Monday morning did hubby tell me just how exciting he'd found it to have his place in the marital bed usurped by the handsome, well endowed and virile young guy, Rob fucking me eleven times altogether. Hubby admitted to lying in bed at night masturbating while listening to us fucking in the next room! 



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Chapter 13. Mike W. (May 2004) 

It was an unusually hot weekend for mid-May and on the Sunday afternoon hubby suggested driving over to B. Country Park. Sounded good to me so off we went. 

Parking the car we set out on one of the main paths but had only been walking for five minutes or so when, typically, John decided he needed the loo. So back he went to use the toilets at the car park while I continued walking slowly onwards.

After a minute or two a guy appeared from a side path and falling into step alongside said, "Fine day for the time of the year, isn't it."

I agreed and we continued to converse while walking along the path side by side. His name was Mike, a slim bearded guy in his mid-forties, and I realised I was being chatted up when he commented that I looked incredibly sexy in my tight fitting jeans.

"Emphasizes your shapely bum," he told me. "You're an attractive woman all round."

Well having turned 40 a few days earlier Mike's compliments were music to my ears.

"Your flattery could get you almost anywhere." I laughed. "Perhaps it's just as well there are too many people about."

"No problem there," he said quickly. "I know a secluded spot outside the country park. There's a small gap in the fence at the far end of the park giving access to farmland."

It was just then that hubby caught up with us at a run, puffing and panting with the unaccustomed exertion.

"I think I'm being propositioned." I told him and introduced them.

"Ah, a potential paramour." J. said, shaking Mike's hand.

"Oops, sorry mate thought she was on her own."

"No problem." J. told him and as the three of us continued to walk I told hubby about the secluded spot Mike had mentioned.

"Well the weather's warm enough for outdoor sex, what about it?" J asked me, though knew he didn't really need to.

"Show us the spot." I said to Mike in answer to hubby question.

Mike was looking confused by this time so I told him that J. likes watching me with other men.

"Nothing I like better." J. confirmed. "If you're comfortable performing with an audience that is."

"Yea I'd have no trouble there, in fact it might be a big turn on to screw your wife in front of you."

Little more was said while Mike led us to a gap in the hedge, across a field, and came to a halt in a sheltered spot overlooking a small stream.

"Perfect," hubby said looking about and touching the grass. "Seems nice and dry."

Hubby took the jacket which I'd been carrying from my hand and pushing me towards Mike said, "Be my guest, whatever you want to do with my wife's fine by me."

Now some guys are hesitant to begin with when hubby is present, not so Mike though. Pulling me to him he kissed me fiercely while pinching and pulling my bottom. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my body and teased Mike that it didn't take much to get him going. 

"I haven't had it for ages," he grunted, breaking free to undo my jeans.

"Let me, you're all thumbs." I chided, pushing his hands away.

Undoing my jeans I took them off and continued undressing watched by Mike, who was rubbing the front of his cord trousers. As soon as my bra was off Mike grabbed my breasts to bury his face between them. It was left for hubby to ease my panties down and off while I clung to Mike, enjoying the feel of his mouth on my nipples. It was also hubby who took Mike's hand and guided it between my thighs, a look of surprise appearing on the guys face.

"Perhaps you'd also like to put my cock inside your wife's cunt," he grinned facetiously. 

"Yes, that would be great!" 

"You're really into this sort of thing aren't you," a rather bemused looking Mike said.

By this time his fingers were slipping in and out of my cunt in a very delightful manner, my little cries of pleasure becoming louder.

"Oh yes," hubby assured him. "There's nothing I like better than watching Sandi receive a good fucking."

"Get it out for me then." Mike said, turning slightly towards hubby while continuing to finger me.

Hubby knelt and I looked down to see his hands eagerly unbuckling Mike's belt. Undoing the guys cord trousers hubby tugged them down, taking his underpants with them. Mike, growing more and more excited by the minute, pushed his genitals into hubbies face.

"Suck my cock," he snapped, suddenly becoming more dominant.

I wasn't surprised when hubby opened his mouth and to accept Mike's cock, it wasn't the first time and is unlikely to be the last that J sucked a guy's cock.

"I could never have imagined anything like this in my wildest dreams!" Mike crowed, fingering me while hubby sucked his cock. 

I surprised Mike even more then by kneeling and licking his balls, hubby continuing to suck his cock. Next we swapped round and I sucked Mike's cock while hubby licked his balls.

"Fuck, I can't take anymore of this!" Mike gasped and pushed me backwards onto the grass. 

He mounted me and I spread my legs eagerly as his cock drove into my cunt.

"You said I could put it in." Hubby's voice had a plaintive edge to it.

"Next time. I'm gonna fuck your wife at least twice." Mike told him. "Now watch, play with yourself if it turns you on, while I give it to her."

I wrapped my legs round Mike's body while he fucked me and from the corner of my eye saw hubby masturbating while he watched. Mike didn't last long; I hadn't expected him to, and with a cry of, "I'm coming, filling your wife's cunt with hot cream," it was over.

Mike staggered to his feet and laughed to see my red faced hubby's hand covered in cum. There was a sly grin on Mike's face as he said to J, "On your knees again and lick my cock clean, taste your wife's cunt juices on it."

Mike's laughter rang out again when he saw the eagerness with which hubby dropped to his knees and did as he was told. Moving to Mike's rear I reached between his thighs. Stroking his balls, I kissed and licked Mike's bum cheeks, soon allowing my tongue to drift down between them. What with hubby sucking his cock as well Mike was quickly erect again and ready for more.

Telling me to get down on all fours Mike moved into position at my rear.

"Now, this is what you want. Take my cock and insert it into your wife's cunt."

The fingers which spread my lips were also hubby's and as Mike's cock glided inside me I heard both guys sigh heavily. Hubby remained kneeling beside us as gripping my thighs Mike began fucking me.

"You like this do you, watching my big hard cock drilling your wife's cunt?"

"Oh yes!" Hubby sounded breathless.

Mike's fingers ran through my pubic hair to locate and stimulate my clitoris as he fucked me. Suddenly leaning over to grab my swaying breasts Mike hissed in my ear, "Hubby's coming in his hand again and I'm soon going to do the same, but up your cunt."

Within seconds the words proved correct, his cock jerking and releasing his semen into my depths. Mike rocked back on his heels, his cock remaining imbedded inside me.

"That was fucking good!"

Not all that surprisingly Mike wanted to meet up again but as he lives in town, just a few miles away, we decided he's too close for comfort and declined.



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Chapter 14. Cliff & Gerry (Nov 2008)

Desperate to do a wee the car had barely come to a standstill before I was out and dashing into a stretch of woodland beside the lay-by. A quick look around and it was skirt up, panties down, and breathing a sigh of relief I squatted. However, while wiping myself afterwards I heard the sound of clapping and looking up saw two grinning guys standing beside a large tree watching me. Mine had been the only car in the lay-by so I suppose I'd only given the area a cursorily look round in my desperation to pee.

"You startled me!" I said standing up. "Thought I was alone."

"Evidently," one of the grinning guys said.

The second guy was unzipping then, commenting that as they'd watched me it was only fair that I watch him in return. 

I was just standing there, panties still down around my knees watching the guy urinating, and thinking I must have been desperate not to have been aware of them.

Meanwhile the first guy moved closer and slipping behind me said, "I don't need a piss so perhaps I'll amuse myself in other ways while waiting for Cliff to finish."

His hands came round to cup my breasts and I could feel the guy's hard cock as he pushed up to me.

It turned out that the two guys, probably in their late twenties, lived in the village a couple of miles away and were out ferreting. They had all the paraphernalia, nets and ferrets, connected with the sport, if such it can be called. 

Cliff had finished by this time and approached us, his cock still hanging out. Maybe I was still in a state of shock because when the first guy, Gerry, hiked my skirt up I just stood and passively allowed Cliff's hand to delve between my thighs.

"Her cunt's still wet from pissing," he informed his friend.

"That or she wants a good fucking Cliff; I think we've got a right randy bitch here."

"I must continue my journey lads." I told them, not wanting to be thought too easy, but was ignored anyway, the guys stripping me naked. They even had my stockings and suspender belt off! Fortunately it was a mild and sunny day for early November.

Unmoved and unconvinced by my feeble protests, Cliff picked me up and carried me to a small clearing much deeper into the wood, Gerry following with my clothes but leaving their ferrets behind. I was deposited, none too gently actually, onto a patch of grass where I just lay watching the men stripping off. Naked, they stood either side grinning down at me, two big erections jutting out from their bodies. Cliff pushed his cock towards my face saying, "Lick my cock clean of piss and I'll do the same to your juicy cunt."

"We're both going to fuck you whether you want it or not, but I think you do, you're as randy as hell." Gerry informed me. "Either way you're going to do everything we tell you to."

I was licking Cliff's cock then knowing it would be useless to resist, and not really wanting to anyway as I was experiencing a delicious sort of excitement in my helplessness. These guys were going to have me, roughly if need be. Holding Gerry's cock I continued to lick and suck Cliff's until he pulled away. He then lay down on the grass and I squatted over his face eager to feel a tongue on my cunt, any tongue! While Cliff licked me there I kissed Gerry's cock before sucking it. Soon though he pulled away and moving to my rear pushed my face down. His hands spread my buttocks and then, wonder of wonders; he began licking my anus while Cliff continued doing the same to my cunt. I was in heaven and the guys knew it. In no time at all I was yelling my joy as the intense stimulation caused me to experience multiple orgasms.

"Dirty bitch, you can do the same to me now." Gerry said kneeling in front of me and pushing his bottom in my face.

Palming his bum cheeks I spread them apart and applied my tongue to Gerry's anus. At the same time Cliff, who had wriggled from beneath me was licking mine! 

Next, he too knelt in front of me and I found myself licking both guys bum holes 

alternately.

Fired up now, the guys rolled me onto my back and I watched excitedly while they argued about who had me first. Gerry won the argument and I spread my legs really wide when he mounted me.

"The slut wants it as much as we do!" he shouted, making me squeal as he drove his cock into me.

Watched by Cliff, Gerry fucked me mercilessly and I yelled hysterically to feel his cock powering in and out of my cunt. Urged on by Cliff he didn't last long but directly he rolled clear the second guy took his place. Again I yelled ecstatically as a cock drove into me. Cliff licked and sucked my nipples while he fucked me, his thrusts slower than Gerry's, and I clung to the guy moaning happily. Cliff lasted a lot longer too and by the time he ejaculated inside me I'd experienced my own orgasm.

Getting to his feet Cliff began dressing and the already clothed Gerry rolled me over onto my tummy. He then began spanking me! I loved it and realising the fact Gerry laughed. By the time he stopped spanking me Cliff had dressed and they ran off through the trees laughing.

It was when looking in my bag for tissues that I saw my open purse and realised they'd taken the £30 I knew to be in there, hence their laughter as they ran off. Presumably the spanking had been done to keep me occupied while Cliff dressed so that I wouldn't notice the theft until it was too late.

Raped and robbed? Well robbed certainly, but raped? Not really as the guys knew pretty much from the outset that I was willing but the rather forced nature of the sex certainly thrilled me and, strange as it may seem, more or less compensated for the monetary loss. They hadn't taken my cards or anything else from the bag so I felt that maybe the experience had been worth £30!



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Chapter 15. Stephen D. (Sept 2001) 

Replacing the papers in my briefcase, the business of the day concluded, I then rubbed my aching shoulders.

"In pain?" Stephen asked seeing my grimace.

"Just a bit of an ache." I told him. "I've a new car and probably need to readjust the seat."

"Let me massage them for you, see if I can ease the pain a bit."

He was out from behind his desk and round behind my chair in a flash. Stephen's hands gently massaging my shoulders felt divine and I relaxed against the chair back.

"Hmm that's lovely; you have a very gentle and calming touch."

"And you ought not to display so much leg young lady."

Looking up I saw Stephen staring at my legs, the hemline halfway up my thighs.

"I'm hardly young and maybe not so much of a lady." I joked.

Well I was 37!

Stephen, who from the business just concluded I knew to be a widower of 63, moved his hands down to cup my breasts. His breathing was coming in short gasps as he gently massaged them.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself with your tantalising display."

"No problem, you have a lovely touch. My shoulders are feeling much better; you're very good at massage."

After a few more minutes of gently manipulating my breasts, Stephen eased me up onto my feet. Turning me round to face him we kissed, lips parted and his tongue tentatively probing my mouth. One hand stroked up and down my back and bottom before coming to rest on my suspender. We kissed again and the hand continued down to the hem of my skirt. Returning upwards I wasn't surprised when Stephen's hand passed under my skirt. Breathing fast his hand reached my stocking top.

"Soft hot flesh," he murmured, fingers stroking my thigh.

Upwards the hand moved again, Stephen's breathing quickening still more.

"Flimsy knickers, nothing to them really," he commented before easing the said garment down a bit for his exploration to continue.

His hand between my legs then, fingers slipping inside me, Stephen said, "I haven't felt one of these in years."

I leant against the guy enjoying the feel of his fingers exploring and stroking my cunt.

Suddenly he broke free saying he'd instruct his secretary to take an early lunch and in his absence I slipped my panties off. On his return Stephen locked his office door and smiling to see my panties lying on the desk, sat down to remove his shoes.

Standing to shed trousers and underpants Stephen faced me with an erection jutting out and upwards from his shirt. Impulsively pushing him back down onto the chair I hiked my skirt up and prepared to sit astride him.

"No, no, not yet, I want to taste you first!"

"Right, I thought you were in a hurry."

I knew Stephen had another meeting.

He swiftly removed papers and stuff from his desk and I sat on the end of it. Lying back with skirt up around my waist, I spread my legs wide for his inspection.

"Very nice cunt." 

Stephen began licking me with long sweeps of his tongue. It was heavenly and soon made me squirm and squeal. Concentrating on my clit then, Stephen nibbled and flicked it until my squeals became orgasmic yells. Good job he'd gotten rid of his secretary!

With Stephen back in his chair I first of all knelt to give his cock the same treatment he'd given my cunt, licking and sucking until he could take no more. In feverish tones he urged me to sit astride him like I'd intended doing earlier. First I took my top off and unclipped my bra, wanting the exquisite feel of Stephen's hands on my breasts. Next I lowered myself onto his waiting cock, practically purring as it slid inside.

He pulled me close to kiss my nipples as we began undulating together. Stephen's hands were on my bottom, his mouth sucking my nipples while I gripped his shoulders. I threw my head back, moans beginning to break from my lips, as I rode his thrusting cock. Just when I was thinking to myself it can't get any better than this, it did!

Continuing to suck and lick my nipples I felt his hands slide around my bottom, a finger tip rake my anus. Bringing his hand up quickly Stephen pushed his fingers into his mouth to lubricate them, eyes on mine. I smiled my acceptance of what he intended and when the hand returned to my bottom uttered a little cry of pleasure as he began stimulating my anus.

We continued rocking together, my moans louder now as Stephen's finger slid in and out of my anus in time with his cock in my cunt. A second finger joining the first I soon threw my head back again, wailing as the orgasm hit me. At almost the same time his semen spurted into my depths and we subsided, both of us gasping and moaning.

Leaving the office later I met Stephen's secretary returning from lunch and saw surprise on her face.

"Still here Mrs. P****? I thought you'd long gone."

"Our business took longer than either of us foresaw I'm afraid. Goodbye."

I went happily on my way but wondered if she had her suspicions. 



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 16



Chapter 16. Victor. (August 1999) 

Driving homewards from my meeting with clients in P, I was beginning to feel rather thirsty when I spotted a hand made sign for a snack bar in the next lay-by. I slowed the car and pulled in, parking just in front of a juggernaut. A smattering of guys stood in front of the snack bar, mostly lorry drivers, who politely made way for me to approach the counter. To the side of the snack van there was a plastic picnic table and chairs, vacant but for a couple of guys, one of who was in the process of leaving. Taking my diet coke over I asked the remaining guy if he minded me sitting down and he said not at all, go ahead it makes a pleasant change to have female company at the snack bar.

His name was Victor, 'call me Vic', and he was the driver of the lorry I'd parked in front of. A brawny guy in his early forties, Vic was a pleasant conversationalist and we chatted of this and that.

"The only drawback with these sorts of places is the lack of toilet facilities." I commented eventually.

"Yes well, we just go behind the hedge." Vic indicated a gap in the hedge beside the snack van. "Not the best arrangement for a lady though," he conceded.

"Well I shall have to go before continuing my journey. No peeking now!"

There weren't many customers at the snack bar by the time I passed through the gap in the hedge. Hiking my skirt up I lowered my panties and squatted, wondering if anyone would try to spy on me. I don't think anyone did though and wiping myself with tissues from my bag afterwards I had a sudden urge to remove my panties altogether. You never know Vic might still make a pass at me and if I was without panties it would speed things up. Stowing the said garment in my bag I returned through the gap in the hedge and was pleased to see Victor still sitting at the table.

Standing up as I approached Vic said he was resuming his journey and so we walked towards our respective vehicles together.

"You're very high up in your cab." I said when we reached my car.

When Vic asked if I'd like a look inside I enthusiastically agreed. With his hands on my bottom and a grin on his face Victor helped me up into his cab. He climbed up behind me and stood on the top step to show me various aspects of his home from home. I was sitting in the driver's seat which seemed to tower above my car parked in front. My skirt had inevitably ridden high while climbing into the cab and I left it there, well aware that Vic could see my stocking tops.

He slid into the seat beside me and closed the door.

"Cosy." I commented looking about the cab, particularly the bunk bed at the rear.

"Even more so with the curtains closed," he demonstrated by pulling the curtains all the way round the cab windows and switching a light on. 

"You could do anything in here that you can do in the privacy of your own bedroom." I remarked. "It's really private."

"I know what I want to do right now," a smiling Victor said, his hand on my thigh.

His hand moving higher, up under my skirt, Vic exclaimed suddenly, "Hell's teeth, you haven't got any knickers on!"

"Took them off in anticipation when I went to do a wee." I told him, moving my legs further apart to accommodate Vic's probing fingers.

"Very thoughtful."

I was fumbling with the belt buckle on Vic's trousers when he suggested making ourselves more comfortable on his bunk bed. I climbed in first and undressed while Vic stripped off up front in order to allow me plenty of room. I stretched out on his bunk bed, naked but for stockings and suspenders, luxuriating in the touch of Vic's fingers and tongue on my flesh. He was sucking my nipples while his fingers did delightful things between my thighs, and all the time I held a big hard cock in my hand. Then he climbed on top in a 69 and while his tongue probed my cunt I took Vic's cock into my mouth. With his arms around my thighs holding them wide apart Vic's tongue licked away at my cunt and then he was nibbling my clit. It felt heavenly and I had to cease ministering to Vic's genitals and cry out my joy. The orgasm was approaching and he knew it. Now sucking my clit Vic's hands palmed my buttocks and simultaneously with his finger probing my anus I exploded in orgasm.

Coming back down to earth I found Vic moving onto me and again yelled my joy when the guys cock powered into me. He fucked me with long slow thrusts which quickly had me writhing and crying out excitedly. Considering how charged up he was it lasted quite a while, Vic kissing me and sucking my nipples while his cock continued to surge in and out of me.

Suddenly he speeded up and I clung to the guy revelling in his now fierce cock thrusts.

He came, moaning and groaning as his semen jetted into me. 

Despite his urgency to be away, Vic was running late by this time, he waited patiently while I cleaned myself up and dressed. We kissed before he helped me down from the high cab and by the time I'd started my engine he was away. Overtaking his truck a little later I sounded my horn and received a ferocious barrage from Vic's in return. 



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 17



Chapter 17. Alan. (July 1989)

The first time hubby watched me having sex with another guy happened while we were away on holiday and the guy in question nearly twenty years older than I. Ironically it was a belated honeymoon! When we married in early May, a few days after my twenty fifth birthday, J was unable to get away due to work commitments so we delayed going on honeymoon until July.

I knew all about J's interest in voyeurism and cuckoldry long before we married as he told me all about it early on in our relationship, feeling that if he married it would only work if his partner felt comfortable with, and willing to participate in, what some might view as odd or perverse activities.

It was three month's prior to our wedding that we were able to put J's tendency towards cuckoldry, although not voyeurism, to the test when a guy made a pass at me while I was away on a course. We were already living together by this time and when I rang J on the first evening of the course I told him about this guy Tom making a pass at me.

Well, my fiancée as he was then, practically insisted that I succumb to Tom's charms and tell him all about it when I returned home at the end of the week long course. So I did!

Probably at least ten years older than me, the divorced Tom proved to be a phenomenal lover and I happily spent three nights in his hotel room rather than my own. Even over the phone I could tell that my future hubby was in a highly excited state as I related all the juicy details about my experiences with Tom each day. 

Back home after the course I had to repeat the details over and over again and had the realisation even then that J seemed to derive more sexual excitement from hearing what I'd done with Tom than he did while having sex with me himself! 

Anyway, following encouragement from J, I spent occasional weekends with Tom during the run up to our wedding. In fact the affair culminated with me spending the Friday night prior to our wedding on Saturday afternoon in bed with Tom while hubby to be was out on his stag night!

Standing beside me during the service J's excitement was plain to see but guests put it down to nerves rather than his knowledge that I'd been fucked by Tom just 3 hours earlier!

And so to our belated honeymoon.

Alan was staying at the same hotel as us while working on some sort of specialist contract in the area; I've no idea what type of work he did although hubby had more serious and technical discussions with him from time to time during the week. He arrived during the Sunday evening so as to make an early start on the Monday and it was when Alan came down to the bar after checking into his room that we got talking to him. After a time I said I was going for a walk as it was a nice evening but hubby declined to join me so went alone. 

On my return perhaps forty minutes later I was met in reception by a very excited J. Once we were in the privacy of our room I discovered the reason for hubby's excited demeanour. It seems that after I'd left for my walk the conversational had turned personal with Alan telling hubby how he used his trips away from home to look for a bit of extra-marital sex. He wasn't always successful but he'd had his moments Alan boasted.

Well the upshot was that hubby had invited Alan to have sex with me while he watched, revealing it to be a fantasy of his. If I agreed J would fetch Alan whose room, a single, was just along the corridor from ours.

Needless to say a few minutes later Alan was in our room and, feeling a bit nervous, I was in his arms. We kissed, Alan's hands moving slowly and gently over my body, and seeing the excited look on hubby's face I began to relax. Alan began very slowly to undress me, casting occasional glances at hubby as he did so. When I was down to just panties, stockings and suspenders Alan asked hubby if he was still ok about what was happening.

"Oh yes, you're doing great!" Hubby's erect cock was out and in his hand by this time so it was a needless question really.

Alan moved to my rear so that I was facing hubby when his hands came up to cup my breasts. I could see the excitement on hubby's face as he watched Alan's hands squeezing my breasts, his fingers rubbing the nipples into an erectile condition. I saw him biting his lip, eyes widening when Alan's hand eventually moved down my body and his fingers slid inside my panties.

"Is she wet?" an excited hubby gasped.

"Very wet. My fingers had no trouble slipping inside your wife's cunt."

Hubby gasped again, his hand pumping away at his cock.

By this time any sneaking doubts I may have felt about the genuine nature of hubby's fantasies had gone, swept away by his very evident excitement to watch me with Alan.

My panties were off then and I was stretched out over the end of the bed with Alan kneeling at my feet.

"Your wife's cunt looks very inviting; I think I'll have a taste. Ok by you?"

"Yes yes, do." 

He did. For the next however many minutes Alan licked my cunt, paying particular and exquisite attention to my clit, and I was only vaguely aware of hubby hovering round the bed masturbating. Alan brought me to a noisy and sustained orgasm during which I heard hubby's voice, sounding almost hysterical, thanking the guy.

When Alan stood up I noticed hubby's hand was covered in cum!

"You obviously enjoyed that so you can watch your wife sucking my cock now." Alan told him, stripping off.

"Wow!" I exclaimed when Alan big hard cock sprang into view.

The guy smiled and continued stripping off while I glanced at hubby wondering if he was feeling envious of Alan's manhood, clearly bigger than his own. I don't know what he was thinking but hubby stared open mouthed at Alan's cock, a cock I couldn't wait to get to grips with.

"Magnificent. I think Sandi's going to enjoy that." J. said at last, his voice sounding hoarse.

I was on my knees directly Alan had finished stripping off. Seizing his cock by the root I ran my tongue up and down its length, Alan standing hands on hips watching me. Next I licked round and round his sensitive glans area, Alan beginning to moan.

Then I took it into my mouth, albeit with some difficulty at first.

"Oh God, that's great."

It was hubby's voice I heard while sucking Alan's cock. I ran my hands up and down the guy's thighs while sucking him until he suddenly pulled back and told me to lie down.

"Your wife's a bloody good cock sucker and now I'm going to fuck her," he said to hubby.

On my back, legs spread really wide, I waited in eager anticipation.

"Yes yes, please do. Fill my wife's cunt with your big hard cock," hubby urged leaving me in no doubt as to his feelings.

Alan was on top then and I felt his fingers spreading my cunt lips ready. Then it was in and driving deep as he kissed me. After a few slow thrusts Alan paused.

"There, the full length of my cock's inside your wife's cunt," he informed hubby.

"Great, fantastic, now fuck her like she's never been fucked before!" 

Again hubby's voice sounded hysterical and Alan laughed as he resumed his thrusts. There was no doubt in my mind that the cock inside me was the biggest I'd ever experienced and I clung to Alan almost desperately as he fucked me. I was vaguely aware of hubby's voice from time to time as he roamed back and forth around the bed, urging the guy on. Then I was yelling ecstatically with the big cock continuing to surge in and out of me, soon releasing a torrent of cum into my depths.

"I don't know who enjoyed that the most, you or hubby." Alan said while dressing.

J. was slumped in the chair, his hand covered in cum, a now shrunken cock still hanging from his open fly.

"I hope you'll continue to fuck my wife throughout the week?" J's anxious sounding question indicated his own feelings about what he'd seen.

"Yes indeed, only to happy to oblige. I'll fuck your wife every day if you want."

"Oh yes do, that would be great, wouldn't it Sandi?"

Both guys had seen how much I'd enjoyed the experience so words were unnecessary.

So it was that I had sex with Alan each evening while my feverishly masturbating hubby watched. Normally Alan would leave for home directly he finished work on the Friday but this time he stayed an extra night, his room fortunately being available. Alan rang his wife to tell her that he had to stay over an extra night because the work was at a critical stage and had to be completed. 

After breakfast on Saturday morning we left the hotel together. Loading our respective cars Alan teased hubby that he hadn't had much sex on his honeymoon, knowing we'd only had intercourse once, the previous Saturday. 

"You looked to be having your own fun though."

"Yes, it was a brilliant week. To watch you fucking Sandi, and eight times at that, was a phenomenal experience for me. Thanks a lot." 

Hubby's enthusiasm was clear to see and from my point of view bodes well for the future.



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Chapter 18. Dominic. (April 2002)

The roadside café was a typical greasy spoon establishment and checking out the clientele while waiting to be served I found them to be mainly lorry drivers and builders. At one table though sat a smartly dressed guy in his early thirties who smiled when our eyes met. Having been served I carried my coffee over to the table where he sat and indicating the vacant chair opposite him asked if it was taken.

"No help yourself, I'd be glad to have the company of an attractive lady," the guy replied.

His name was Dominic and he was on his way to a business meeting next day in C, stopping the night at a Travelodge just outside the town. Telling Dominic I'd stayed there a few times myself I went on to tell him it was probably amongst the best. For my part I told him that I was on my way home, having concluded my business earlier than expected, and we were travelling in roughly the same direction, though remaining vague about my final destination.

Dominic was a suave and confident sort of guy who leaning his upper body across the table as we talked placed a hand on my knee beneath it.

"If you've time to spare as you said, maybe you could divert to the Travelodge and show me the luxuries it affords." Dominic said with a wink and a smile, his fingertips slipping under the hemline of my skirt.

"Maybe I could." I returned his smile and Dominic's hand crept higher up my leg.

"Ah stockings, nice," his hand continued upwards. "I also like the way you've uncrossed your legs and parted them a little."

His fingertips had reached my panties by this time and finishing my coffee I suggested going before we drew attention to ourselves. 

Outside he kissed me before climbing into a sleek blue sports car and moving off. Calling, "See you there," and blowing me a kiss, Dominic sped from the car park.

Dominic reached the Travelodge well before I did and stood outside reception twirling the room key in his hand. Following him in I told Dominic it was a room I'd stayed in before, suppressing the information that I hadn't been alone that time either!

Stripping down to his boxer shorts Dominic told me he'd better ring his wife to let her know that he'd arrived safely. "Penny worries so."

I went to the bathroom and then undressed while Dominic spoke to his wife. Naked I stepped up behind him and pressed my body to Dominic's back while running my fingers through his sparse chest hair. My fingers located his nipples and I played with them, Dominic trying to suppress his gasps while listening to his wife talking. Running my hands down his front I slipped them inside his boxer shorts, aware that Dominic was trying to end the phone call as I took his cock in one hand, his balls the other. His efforts proved in vain though as his children were next put on the line. Tugging the boxer shorts down I moved to kneel in front of him and there was a pleading look on his face, pleading with me to desist, which I ignored and took the end of his cock between my lips. He ended the call abruptly and told me I was a tease who needed teaching a lesson; although Dominic admitted that it had turned him on to have me sucking his cock while he spoke to his wife.

Kicking the boxers off Dominic sank down onto the end of the bed and catching me by surprise pulled me face down across his lap. I of course offered no resistance as he began spanking me but was soon squirming and squealing on his lap.

Calling me a tease who deserved it, Dominic continued spanking my bottom, ignoring my half hearted pleas to stop.

"You're enjoying this as much as I am!" He told me

Growing more and more worked up, Dominic eased me off his lap and positioned me face down on the bed. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him removing the belt from his trousers and braced myself for what I knew was to come. The first blow still took me by surprise though and I yelled.

"Quiet, stop your whining." Dominic continued to beat my bottom with his belt, teasing me that despite the pain I made no attempt to stop it.

"That's enough though, you need to be able to sit down for the drive home," he said, throwing the belt aside. "Let me kiss it better."

It was his lips on my bottom then as he kissed my tormented cheeks. Then he was licking my bum cheeks while probing my cunt with his fingers. Dominic would have found me very wet indeed!

Rolling me over onto my back Dominic lowered his face between my thighs. Again I was squealing but this time the cause was his tongue licking my clitoris. In next to no time my squeals became wild and lusty shouts of joy as he brought me to orgasm. Next Dominic slid on top, drawing another, and different sort of cry from my lips when his cock powered its way into me. He fucked me rapidly for a moment before climbing off to urge me up onto my hands and knees.

"I want to fuck you doggie style," he grunted.

"Suits me!"

Within seconds his cock again powered into me and gripping my hips Dominic resumed his fierce thrusts. Pausing, his cock fully inside, Dominic lunged over to take my breasts in his hands. Continuing to fuck me, Dominic's lips nuzzled my neck and ears, his hands to squeeze my breasts, until he came, his twitching cock buried to the hilt inside me.

I resumed my journey later in a very contented frame of mind, despite a certain amount of discomfort due to the way Dominic had chastised my bottom.

Telling hubby about my experience later and exhibiting my backside for his inspection resulted in the excitement I anticipated. Hubby was very highly charged to see the signs of another guy's handiwork on my bottom and I gave him the hand relief he expects!



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Chapter 19. George/Kev. (August 2009)

It had been an unusually stressful meeting and driving out of town to begin my journey home I decided to find somewhere quiet and park up. Perhaps take a short stroll to unwind a bit or even better, masturbate, always a sure fire way to relieve tension! With that end in mind I turned off onto a minor road instead of heading straight for the motorway. Seeing what looked to be a disused track leading to derelict buildings I decided to pull in. The five bar gate was hanging off its hinges so I was able to drive through and park up well away from the road. The track itself looked unused with weeds and undergrowth encroaching on to it.

I had as usual changed into my flat driving shoes and so set out on a slow walk along the overgrown track. After about fifteen minutes of calming exercise, during which I walked past the collection of derelict buildings, I decided to head back to the car and put in practice the second part of my relaxation strategy.

As I approached my car I saw a large van parked behind it and two irate looking guys waving at me.

"You've blocked our road, stupid bitch," a guy shouted angrily as I drew nearer.

Apologising for the inconvenience I explained that I'd assumed from the general air of dereliction that the roadway wasn't in use. 

Climbing into my car I started the engine and waited for them to move the van so I could reverse. They sat talking and seemed in no hurry now, despite the angry words earlier. I sounded the horn to let the guys know I was ready to go but it failed to have the desired effect. Instead they climbed back out and approached my car again.

"Stop that noise you stupid bitch. You've kept us waiting long enough so now you'll have to wait until we're ready to move, and maybe pay Kev and me back for buggering us about." 

It was the older of the two, the one that had shouted at me, who spoke. He was man in his mid-fifties, square built and muscular with the weather beaten face of an outdoor worker. Reaching in through the open window he turned the ignition off.

"What do you mean, pay you back. Do you want money?"

He laughed.

"Hear that Kev, the stupid bitch thinks we want money. I'm sure she can think of something else to give us, don't you." 

He was leering at my legs, the hemline of my skirt inevitably high, and again reaching into the car the guy quickly removed my key from the ignition and slipped it into his pocket. His hand snaked back in through the open window and he squeezed my thigh.

"Know what I mean love? What say you get in the backseat with Kev here and let him have a little bit?"

I feigned the surprise which I didn't actually feel, having guessed where this was heading almost from the start.

"What for?" I asked with a pretence of naivety which fooled no one.

"Don't play the innocent with me girl you know what we want, why else leave my hand where it is and sit there with your legs open."

I hadn't realised the latter but it was true, my legs had drifted apart under pressure from his hand.

He opened the door then and taking my wrist pulled me from the car.

"Give me a hand Kev, let's get the tart's knickers off and have her over the bonnet of the car."

I put up a half-hearted struggle as the men dragged me round to the front of the car and hauled my skirt up. They were rough and I feigned a gesture of helpless resignation as my panties were yanked down and off. The rough handling continued as I was pushed face down over the bonnet of my car. A hand forced its way between my thighs and an excited Kev's exclaimed, "You're right boss, her cunt's soaking wet!"

"What did I tell you," the boss, or as I subsequently learnt George, said jubilantly.

He deliberately moved into my line of sight so I could see him undoing and removing his trousers.

"This is what you need," he practically snarled, waving a fat looking penis at me before disappearing from sight.

I felt his cock nudging at my thighs and he snarled, "Spread 'em girl I know damn well this is what you want and you're going to get it, from both of us."

I shuffled my feet further apart and with a jubilant shout the boss drove his cock into me. 

"What did I tell you boy, we're on a winner here!" he shouted as he began fucking me.

Suddenly stopping, his cock fully embedded inside me, the boss leaned over to snarl in my ear, "Kev's cock is rock hard and he's looking impatient for a turn so I'll let him take over before I finish off."

His cock was removed and immediately Kev's entered me in its place. His rough hands gripping my hips Kev drove his cock rapidly in and out of me.

"That's it Kev really give it to the bitch," his boss shouted. 

He did too. My body was being forced forwards over the car bonnet with every thrust of the lads cock into me and I yelled repeatedly. The boss's jeering face appearing at the side of the car and he waved his fat erection at me.

"Don't forget you've still got this to come," he taunted.

Suddenly Kev came, his cock jerking in my depths. He withdrew and I felt the boss's rough hands forcing my thighs still further apart. Next his cock drilled into me but remained stationary and I felt rough hands spreading me buttocks.

"Nice looking bum hole."

I felt a mouthful of spittle dribbling down the crevice between my buttocks followed by more, this time delivered more accurately to my anus.

"Here you are Kev; put your finger up the tarts arse hole."

When the finger probed my anus I assumed it to be Kevs. With the boss resuming his thrusts and Kev's finger drilling my anus I yelled, knowing the bastards were bringing me to orgasm. When it hit me I squealed uncontrollably, the boss laughing as he continued to fuck me.

I was massaging my aching limbs afterwards when a still heavily breathing George said, "We haven't finished with you yet, young Kev's hard again and raring to go."

They stripped me roughly then, although at least my pleas for them to be careful with my clothing were headed. Naked but for suspender belt and stockings, stockings which were already shredded from their activities with me on the car bonnet, I was bundled into the back seat of my car. Kev, naked from the waist down, slid in beside me while his boss remained outside watching.

"Let me see you riding Kev's cock like the tart you are," he snapped.

I straddled the eager Kev and lowered myself onto his erection, George reaching in to grab one of my breasts as I settled onto it. Kev seized the other one as I began to ride his cock. He was thrusting upwards, his hand soon dropping from my breast to join the other gripping my hips, as I continued the ride. George was in the front seats by this time and encircled me with his strong arms.

"Keep going tart, give Kev the ride of his life," he hissed, his hands now pulling and squeezing my breasts.

We continued like that until with a grunt and violent thrust Kev came, his seed flooding me and running back down his cock.

"Looking for these love?" George pulled my panties from his pocket as I was searching for them.

I held out my hand but after pressing my panties to his nose and inhaling George slipped them back in to his pocket.

"If you want your knickers you'll have to come back another day," he grinned. "Now piss off out of our way, we've work to do."

Returning to their van they reversed it out onto the road and I did likewise, to drive off with them grinning through the windscreen at me.

Driving home in my panty less condition I mused about his final sentence, I couldn't go back, or could I? The rough way the men had used me verged on rape and there was no telling what might happen if I did return.

Well I did go back, ostensibly to collect my panties, and got more than I bargained for but that's another story.



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 20



Chapter 20. Duncan. (June 2000)

Hubby's first humiliation.

I have no idea how hubby met Duncan but think it might have been during a business trip. Anyway the plan was this. On the Friday we would drive to Duncan's house, a journey of approximately fifty miles, where hubby would watch Duncan making love to me. After a restaurant meal hubby would then drive home leaving me to spend the night with Duncan, returning to collect me sometime during Saturday. The plan worked to perfection, despite an unexpected refinement made to it by Duncan. But more of that at the appropriate place.

I felt a bit nervous during the drive knowing next to nothing about the guy I was to spend the night with. I'd seen a couple of photos of Duncan but that was it and when he opened the door to us I was surprised to see his flaming red hair. It looked a far brighter red than the ginger haired guy in the photos and I was subsequently surprised to find the same flaming red hair covering his body. Duncan was a very hirsute guy!

Much older than us, Duncan was a twice married and divorced guy of fifty four.

Quietly confident from the beginning Duncan told hubby to close the door while taking me in his arms for a kiss.

"Hmm yes, you're as attractive as J said. I think we're going to have fun." Duncan smiled, still holding me in his arms.

"So, you want to watch me seduce your wife do you?" he smiled at hubby now.

"Yes." J's voice sounded strained as he added, "Yes please."

"Good, you've remembered your instruction to treat me with respect. Never forget I'm doing you a favour."

"No of course not, I'm very grateful to you."

Duncan eyed hubby speculatively, a wry smile on his face, while slowly caressing the back of my ears. My body was already tingling under his delicate touch and I knew that the encounter was going to be something special, for both hubby and myself.

In the lounge Duncan asked if I'd like a drink, not including J in his invitation, and I said I'd have a sparkling water if he one.

"Of course, I'll have the same." Duncan said before instructing hubby to fetch them from the fridge.

J promptly scuttled off to the kitchen, and I mean scuttled, Duncan commenting that he liked to see a well trained husband. We were kissing again when J returned with the drinks on a tray, his hands seeming to shake a little.

"Good boy." Duncan said in a patronising tone. "No alcohol for me tonight, I want to keep a clear head to give this lovely girl my full attention. I want to return your wife to you fully satisfied and satiated by my love making, or to put it more crudely, well and truly fucked."

His hands were moving slowly over my body then and he smiled to feel my nipples hardening beneath my clothing. I wore a belted skirt, the buckle of which Duncan undid to ease my blouse free from the waistband. Looking into my eyes, a half-smile on his face, Duncan slowly undid all the buttons and opened my blouse. Then he slid it over my shoulders, down my arms, and finally tossed it across to hubby standing nearby. Next he did the same with my bra, deftly unclipping it, and once off again tossing it to hubby.

"You can hold your wife's clothes while I strip her," he grinned at hubby who was beginning to look flushed. "Perhaps it's one of the few things you're fit for!"

Before continuing though Duncan took my breasts in his hands to raise them one at a time to his lips. While he licked and kissed my nipples I couldn't resist a quick grope of his crotch and was rewarded by feeling a promisingly large bulge!

"Like the feel of it Sandi?"

"Oh yes, very nice."

"Bigger than hubby's?"

"Possibly, I'm not sure."

"Actually I know it is because I've seen J's pathetic little dick during our transactions. Isn't that right?"

Hubby's affirmative reply was barely audible and with a laugh Duncan deftly removed my skirt and handed it to J. before standing back to look me over.

"Very very nice, you're a lucky man." Duncan remarked to hubby as I stood before him in just panties, stockings and suspender belt. "But wasted on a wimp like you, a confessed cuckold. You're pathetic."

Duncan contempt was palpable now but I knew that this was exactly the sort of treatment hubby was hoping for, though admittedly I found it difficult to comprehend.

Moving quicker now, Duncan began undressing; pausing to tell J that there was something he could do for him.

"What's that?"

"Take your wife's panties off ready for me and escort her up to my bedroom." Duncan said, staring into hubby's face.

Was this a test, a sort of battle of wills? If so Duncan won because hubby lowered his face, his voice sounding strained as he said, "Of course, as you wish."

Duncan's triumph was plain to see as he continued undressing while watching hubby drawing my panties down and off.

"Which way's the bedroom please?"

"Turn right at the top of the stairs but in future address me as Sir, I'm your superior in every way. I'll be up when I've finished my drink."

"Very good Sir." J almost stumbled over the words in his eagerness to say them.

In Duncan's bedroom I climbed onto the bed, hoping he wouldn't be long. Hubby, looking particularly tense with nervous anticipation, whispered that Duncan's dominant approach was proving to be everything he'd hoped for following their intimate discussions.

"Encourage him to abuse and humiliate me even more." J urged much to my astonishment.

"Good, spread your legs Sandi. Let me have a good look at you." A naked Duncan arrived in the room and took up a position at the foot of the bed.

I spread my legs really wide and he slowly rubbed his cock.

"Very nice indeed. I must say I'm looking forward to sliding my hard cock deep inside your wife's very wet and inviting looking cunt," he told hubby who moved closer to look between my thighs.

"No no, it's not for your eyes today. Go and stand in the corner out the way." 

Duncan laughed to see hubby obediently turn away.

"So, now you can see it what do you think Sandi. Is my cock bigger than hubby's?"

"Oh yes, much." I replied, perhaps exaggerating. If hubby wanted humiliating so be it! "In fact you look incredible all round. Your body is in much better shape than J's, and your cock is both longer and fatter than his. I really want it."

I raised my hips as though pushing my cunt at Duncan. He laughed and there was an edge to Duncan's voice now as he said to hubby, "Your wife's mine for the taking and I'm going to fuck her now but there's a slight change of plan. You can clear off and wait downstairs."

"Can't I watch?" Hubby pleaded. "Sir," he quickly added as an afterthought.

"No, just do as you're told and bugger off out the way."

They stared at one another and again it was J who looked away first. 

Duncan, laughing triumphantly as a dejected looking hubby slinked away, called after him, "Close the door on your way out wimp."

Sex with Duncan was everything I could have wished for and I was vociferous in my response, Duncan commenting that at least J would be able to hear the pleasure he was giving me.

Duncan rode in the back of our car with me, giving hubby directions to the restaurant and on arrival insisted on J holding the car doors open for us to alight.

"Just to make sure you know your place wimp," he told him.

After the meal a waiter brought the bill to him but gesturing towards J, Duncan said "Mr P**** is paying."

Hubby paid the bill seeming to enjoy doing so though it hadn't been part of the arrangement. Following Duncan's instructions he then opened the car doors for us to climb in and did the same back at Duncan's house without being told to. He was about to follow us to the door when Duncan snapped, "Where do you think you're going?"

"To watch you and Sandi making love Sir." There was a hopeful note in hubby's voice.

"Oh know you're not, you've served your purpose for now so bugger off home." Duncan snapped and a crestfallen J turned back towards the car.

"Don't return until at least lunchtime on Sunday."

At that hubby stopped and reminded Duncan that the plan had been for him to return on Saturday.

"Yes well there's been another change of plan. I want to spend all day tomorrow and Sunday morning pleasuring your lovely wife, feel her mouth round my cock while I lick her out, and generally give Sandi a weekend to remember. Now clear off you pathetic wimp, we're keen to get to bed aren't we Sandi?"

"Oh yes." I practically purred, turned on by Duncan's words.

After the weekend Hubby confessed that Duncan's humiliating treatment of him had surpassed all expectations. Even the fact of being ordered to do the weekends accumulated washing up and then clean a couple of pairs of Duncan's shoes on the Sunday afternoon before driving home excited him!

Duncan had asked, nay ordered hubby to drive me to his house again in four weeks time and there's little doubt we'd go. I fact we could hardly wait!

In fact we drove to Duncan's house a further seven Friday's, with hubby being sent away with his tail between his legs each time, after depositing my case in the hall. In the process J was invariably subjected to a torrent of abuse and humiliation before being sent on his way. Then on his return on Sunday afternoons hubby would be given a number of demeaning jobs to do, not least of which was cleaning Duncan's toilet!

Throughout our adventures with him Duncan treated hubby with complete contempt but which J revelled in, strange as it may seem! 



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 21



Chapter 21. Justin/Tony/David. (July 1998)

We had rented a cottage in the Cotswolds for a long weekend break and the following encounter occurred on the Sunday afternoon. 

It was a hot day and I was relaxing on the lawn when hubby returned to the cottage from his walk. It was plain from his barely suppressed excitement that the walk hadn't been uneventful and he told me that after lunch, just a light snack he suggested, we we're going to visit someone he had a conversation with in one of the pubs. J wouldn't tell me any more but from his demeanour I expected something special.

Our destination turned out to be a large detached house right on the outskirts of the small market town and where I was introduce to three young guys, Justin whose parents house it was, Tony and David. The guys were sunbathing on the rear lawn and having accepted the offer of a drink I selected a vacant recliner between Justin and Tony. 

It turned out that Justin's obviously wealthy parents were away on holiday so he and his friends had the run of the place; sort of house sitting.

Hubby sat almost facing me with his drink and I don't know what he'd told the guys but they certainly wasted no time. I'd barely had time to take a sip of coke before I felt Tony's hand on my knee, with Justin's sliding up the other leg and under my skirt. The weather was hot and I wore nothing but my panties beneath the short skirt and skimpy top, a top which David seemed intent on removing. I raised my arms to facilitate his efforts, Tony exclaiming, "Oh yes!" when my breasts came into view. 

He promptly abandoned the knee to concentrate on my breasts, quickly arousing the nipples. My body was tingling with desire by the time Justin's fingers crept inside my panties.

"You were right," he told hubby. "Sandi's cunt is wet already."

"What do think of this Sandi?" David said slipping his shorts off. 

David displayed an erection he was justified in feeling proud of and I reached out for it eagerly.

"Let's get her on the grass lads." Justin said abruptly and I was lifted from the recliner and placed on my back on the lawn.

David squatted over me and I took his cock into my mouth feeling hands, probably Justin's, pulling my panties down. They were off, and with skirt up around my waist I spread my legs eagerly, to be rewarded by the feel of Justin's tongue on my cunt. I knew it was Justin's when a naked Tony knelt at my head. I transferred my mouth to his cock, hearing hubby exclaim, "Oh yes, keep sucking them both!" 

He'd moved closer for a better view and I had no problem about sucking the two cocks alternately, the guys growing more and more excited by the minute.

"Not slow in opening her legs your wife is she? What about a quickie all round lads before we settle down to it properly." 

It was Justin's voice but before either of his friends could reply hubby excitedly exclaimed, "Yes, good idea. Let me see the three of you fuck my wife one after the other!"

While I took my skirt off and Justin stripped, his friends removed the padded sections from the recliners and spread them out on the grass. Naked, I stretched out on them glad of the extra comfort the padding afforded. The lads were each selecting a card from a pack of playing cards to determine who had me first and a glance at hubby revealed him looking as excited by the proceeding as I felt.

It was David who was to go first, the guy with probably the biggest cock of the three, and when he moved onto me I asked the others to kneel on either side so that I could play with their genitals. After a brief fumble David's cock slid into me and as his buttocks sank between my raised legs hubby said, "Oh yes!" his exclamation exciting the lads.

This was good. I held a cock in each hand while enjoying the third driving in and out of me, but it was inevitable that David wouldn't last long.

"Oh yes!" Again hubby's exclamation rang out when he saw David's buttocks jerking as he spurted into my depths.

David quickly withdrew and rolled clear so that Justin could take his place. This time the joyous exclamation was mine when the second cock drove into me. Urged on by Tony, now very impatient for his turn, Justin didn't last long either.

Hubby's response was more muted now but I could see him masturbating while he watched the third guy fucking me.

There was an interlude then with Justin and hubby fetching more drinks from the house. Meanwhile I remained laying between the remaining lads, idly toying with their cocks, cocks which were rapidly growing again. Turning onto my side I began to lick David's balls while he played with my breasts. Tony joined in by stroking and squeezing my bottom.

"Your wife's incredible." Justin was saying to hubby as they rejoined us and saw what was going on.

"You don't need to tell me that," J, the only one still wearing any clothes, replied.

Any thoughts of refreshment had gone from the three of us sporting on the lawn as continuing to lick and suck David's balls I now experienced the exquisite feel of Tony's fingers teasing my anus. A finger slipped inside to probe deep before withdrawing, only to be joined by a second on re-entering my anus.

"Can I fuck your wife up the arse?" Tony blurted out suddenly.

"Certainly, if Sandi agrees."

"No problem, but I'd dearly love to experience three cocks inside me at the same time." My excited outburst momentarily shocked the lads into silence, but not for long.

"Shit you're a randy bitch!" Tony exclaimed in my ear, plunging several fingers hard into my anus.

Next minute they were in animated discussion about who was going where, with Tony adamant that he was doing me, as he put it, anally. I listened, excited to be the object of their discussion and lust. 

It was decided that David would lie down and I'd ride his cock while having anal intercourse with Tony. That way I'd get to suck Justin's cock, the only one I hadn't yet tasted.

It was a very quiet and tense looking hubby who watched us taking up our respective positions. As I lowered myself onto David's erection he ran his hands up and down my thighs. I moved up and down on his cock a few times until it was fully imbedded inside me and then bent over to kiss him. I remained in that position, bottom in the air, and my excitement grew when I felt Tony's hands spreading my cheeks. He used something to lubricate my anal opening and presumably did the same to his cock because it slid inside with surprising ease.

Oh my God, I'm being fucked by two guys at the same time I thought, excitedly looking for the third. Justin had to partly kneel, partly stand, over his friend before I could suck his cock greedily into my mouth. I had all three!

With the force of Tony's cock driving in and out of my anus I was constantly being pushed forward with the result that I had no control over David's cock inside my cunt and nor had he. I was just being pushed back and forth on it by the force of Tony bum fucking me. It wasn't long before I had to give up sucking Justin's cock and vent my feelings with ecstatic shouts which must have had the neighbours wondering what was going on!

Tony came very suddenly and to me at least, unexpectedly, his discharging cock buried deep inside my anus. Justin had disappeared from sight now but as soon as Justin's cock vacated my anus another, obviously his, slipped inside.

"Great, keep it going!" The exuberant exclamation was hubbies.

Firmly gripping my hips Justin drove his cock in and out of my anus with short sharp thrusts, much quicker ones than Tony's had been, and which clearly pleased my over excited husband.

It was an incredible experience all round. I had David's hands playing with my breasts, pinching and stroking the nipples, while hubby stimulated my clit with his fingers and Justin's cock continued to pound my straining anus. It was only when he to had discharged and withdrew that I could concentrate on riding the cock inside my cunt.

"Heh, look at your wife's arsehole now J. See how it's opened up and dripping our cum." Tony called, hubby's enthusiastic response evoking his laughter.

Riding David's lovely cock I experienced orgasm seconds before he did and collapsed on top of him, my heaving body wet with sweat.

The entire experience with the three young lads had been phenomenal and both hubby and I hoped for other multiple encounters in the future.



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 22



Chapter 22. Simon. Night Porter. (Sept 2003)

I expected to have completed my assignment by mid-afternoon at the latest so despite the distance hadn't bothered to book overnight accommodation. The litigation turned out to be a far more complex case than expected though and the series of meetings dragged on into the evening. Seeing my anxious glances at the clock the Chairman of the client company asked if I'd be driving home when the details were finalized. Answering in the affirmative I explained that not realizing the complicated nature of the case I hadn't booked any accommodation. He very kindly offered to ring round the hotels in town and book me a room, courtesy of the company. An offer I gratefully accepted, not relishing a late night drive home after what was proving to be a stressful day. 

The hotel he booked me into turned out to be the oldest and probably most expensive in town. Situated in the town centre I would normally have taken more of an interest in the historic old building but tired and drained from the lengthy meetings I just wanted to get to my room and relax.

It was the night porter who conducted me to the room, it was that late, and I explained the circumstances of my lack of luggage to him while we walked up the wide and creaky staircase.

Once inside I sank down onto the bed and kicked my high heels off with a sigh of relief. The new shoes had been giving me hell all day. From the doorway the porter asked me if I wanted a drink from the mini bar, the main bar being closed by this time. He told me what was on offer and I asked for a gin and tonic, telling the guy to get himself one if he wanted and put it on the bill. The client company would be paying. I also said to leave the door ajar so that I wouldn't have to get up to open it when he returned.

It was warm in the room and I partially undressed. I don't know if I'd made a conscious decision to seduce the guy at this stage but sex would certainly be the ideal way to relax after the stresses of the day. Although loving my job, I at times find it a bit stressful but discovered the ideal antidote to stress in sex, and lots of it. Hence perhaps, the large number of lovers I've enjoyed myself with! If I was far from home then inevitably the sex had to be with someone other than hubby, but J of course has always been happy about that. Anyway when the porter re-entered the room carrying a tray he stopped in his tracks on seeing me laying on the bed in just my bra and panties.

"Not in any hurry are you? Close the door and enjoy your drink with me." I said, patting the side of the bed for him to sit down.

He told me his name was Simon and that he carried a pager so could leave reception unmanned for a time. He would have been in his mid-twenties I suppose.

Simon's eyes were drinking in my scantily clad body but he seemed shy of making a move. Perhaps feared for his job if he'd misread the signs and made a pass which I angrily rejected and subsequently complained to the hotel management. 

Finishing my drink I replaced the glass on Simon's tray before resting my hand on his thigh.

"Thank you, I needed that." I smiled encouragingly, stroking his thigh.

"Is there anything else you want?" Simon asked haltingly.

"What do you think?" I smiled, blatantly spreading my legs.

My stroking hand was moving towards his crotch and Simon quickly deposited his unfinished drink on the tray before kissing me. My hand found his cock and I squeezed the rock hard member. His shyness disappearing now Simon's hand slid down inside the front of my panties, his fingers locating and slipping inside my cunt. I pushed my sex against him while he fingered me, his hot breathe on my face as he looked at me.

"You really want it don't you?" Simon breathed.

I merely nodded, the almost desperate way I was pushing my cunt against his fingers answer enough.

Standing, he quickly stripped down to his socks while equally quickly I shed my bra and panties. Recumbent again I urged Simon to kneel over me so I could take his cock in my mouth. He did so and for several minutes I licked and sucked his cock, also paying similar attention to his balls. Then he knelt fully over my face and lowered his own between my thighs. Spreading the lips with his fingers Simon licked my cunt in delightful fashion, flicking and nibbling my clitoris. Meanwhile I was greedily sucking his cock, soon becoming aware of the taste of pre cum. His own activity ceased then and Simon groaned, groans which increased as he approached his climax. He came, jets of hot cream spurting down my throat. By the time I'd swallowed it all Simon's tongue was back at work between my thighs.

It was my turn to cry out now, the exquisite feel of his tongue on my cunt driving me wild. Then I too climaxed, writhing and yelling joyously as the orgasm engulfed me.

Simon was standing beside the bed smiling down at me and I returned the smile, mainly because his cock was erect again and raring to go. Back on the bed Simon lifted my legs and doubled them back. He was kneeling, his cock nudging at my entrance. It slid inside and Simon came down on top, pinning my ankles against my shoulders. It's one of my favourite positions and I told him so as he began fucking me.

With his cock surging in and out of me I was in heaven, thinking that having come once Simon would hopefully last a nice long time. He did!

After fucking me in the doubled back position for quite a while he suddenly withdrew and asked me to get up on hands and knees. I adopted the position with alacrity and gave vent to my joy when Simon's cock again drove into me. Hands on my hips he fucked me steadily, reaching over to play with my hanging breasts from time to time.

"I suppose by your rings you're married." Simon commented, pausing once more.

"Yes."

"Wonder what your husband would think if he knew you had another guys cock deep inside your cunt at this moment."

"Hubby would be pleased for me. I shall certainly tell him all about when I go home tomorrow."

Surprised by the revelation Simon flipped me over onto my back to mount me in the conventional position. Again his cock powered into me and this time I knew he was going for the finish. His thrusts were urgent now and I writhed beneath the onslaught yelling my pleasure. Grunting and gasping I knew he was getting close. Turning to look at the clock Simon muttered something about 25 minutes; had he been timing himself? Then he came, his semen flooding into my depths.

Simon departed soon after, saying he had work to do, and I quickly and happily drifted off into a deep and satisfying sleep.



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 23



Chapter 23. (Nov 2003)

Part A. Alan, Hotel Manager. 

For my second visit to the firm in W, the Chairman, in anticipation of another late finish, had already booked me into the same hotel as two months earlier so naturally I was looking forward to renewing my acquaintance with Simon, the night porter.

The negotiations again proved to be long and drawn out but at least this time I arrived at the hotel early enough for the evening meal.

While checking in at reception I complimented the hotel on having an highly efficient and helpful night porter, explaining my late arrival of two months ago. The receptionist replied that Simon had proved his worth time and time again during the three years or so that he'd been with the hotel but was currently away on holiday. I tried to hide the disappointment I felt at the news. 

The hotel manager was in reception at the time and said that the day porter was currently occupied preparing a function room so he'd escort me to my room personally.

"We like to look after our returning guests Mrs. P****," he smiled, picking my case up from the floor.

Unlocking the door he ushered me inside with a flourish, commenting that he hoped I'd find the room more amenable than the one I'd been given previously at short notice. It certainly was a well appointed room, one of the best he told me.

"Perhaps I could offer you a guided tour of our historic hotel, show you the Priest's hole for instance, once you've had a chance to settle in."

Telling Alan I hadn't known there was a Priest's hole I expressed an interest in seeing it once I'd showered and changed. There should be ample time before the restaurant closed.

Well he took me on a tour of the hotel and as promised pointed out a number of interesting features I wouldn't otherwise have noticed. It was inside one of the function rooms that he brought me to a halt and asked if I could tell where the Priest's hole was located. After a careful study of the walls I said that an area beside the large old fireplace seemed the most likely but couldn't see any indications to suggest it was there.

"Clever girl." Alan said and pressed what to all intent and purpose seemed just a normal knot in the woodwork.

"There, take a look," he said when a panel swung open.

Alan followed me inside the cramped Priest's hole and the panel closed again making it practically impossible to see anything in the musty and gloomy space.

"Don't think I'd much fancy hiding in here." I told him.

"Not frightened of ghosts are you? The hotel's reputed to be haunted but I've never seen anything." Alan's disembodied voice came out of the darkness.

"There's nothing very ghostly about the hand on my bottom, it feels all too human!"

Alan's laughter echoed strangely in the confined space and I found myself pushed up against the wall. Suddenly a small gap appeared and Alan told me it was a spy hole into the room. Following his suggestion I put my eye to it and found that I could see nearly the entire room. Alan, who had continued to grope my bottom while I looked through the spy hole, now closed it again shutting off what little light it afforded.

"Bet you don't know how to open the panel from inside do you?"

"Of course not, I'm pretty much at your mercy."

I was back up against the wall then, a still chuckling Alan lifting my skirt. When he pressed up against me I realised that Alan must have lowered his trousers at some stage, presumably while I was looking through the spy hole.

"Open your legs," he urged, fingers hooking the crotch of my panties to one side.

"Your cunt's already wet; you're up for this aren't you?" Alan chuckled yet again, his fingers sliding in and out of me.

I made no reply but then yelled at the suddenness of entry when his cock drove into me. Alan fucked me urgently, the strength of his thrusts lifting me up onto the tips of my toes.

I hadn't had intercourse standing up for ages and found it exciting to be doing so inside the Priest's hole, despite the discomfort of the cramped and musty nature of it.

"Yes, yes yes." Alan was muttering and grunting between thrusts, but then pressed his lips to mine when he came, releasing his semen into my depths.

Once we'd regained the room it was necessary to check our clothing as it had been impossible to do so properly in the Priests hole. After a kiss he left me to find my own way back to my room where I just had time to shower before the evening meal.

Part B. Scott, Head Chef.

A bit later I decided to go down to the hotel bar for a nightcap. I sat on a stool at the bar, showing plenty of leg as ever, and chatting to the barman whenever there was a lull in his serving duties. I was just wondering whether to have a second drink when the head chef came in for a drink before going home. I didn't know he was the chef until the barman introduced me to him as such, commenting to the guy that on my previous stay at the hotel two months earlier I'd arrived too late to grace the bar with my presence.

"I heard about that, you must be Sandi!" 

The significance of his exclamation escaped me until much later.

His name was Scott, a rather fat guy in his late thirties, and his offer of a drink decided me to stay for just one more.

Later I declined another drink saying I was going to bed. Scott stood up and finishing his drink with one gulp said he'd walk me to my room. As we left I noticed him wink at the barman and found myself thinking there must be something about me, some sort of aura perhaps, which sends out signals of availabity judging by the number of guys who come on to me.

As we walked up the wide creaking staircase, Scott commented that my room was in the best part of the hotel as it overlooked the courtyard at the rear rather than the noisy street out front. Arriving at the door I unlocked and opened it, smiling at Scott and telling him how much I'd enjoyed the meal earlier.

"I put as much attention on the finer points of cooking as I do lovemaking," he replied following me into the room. "Maybe you'd like to sample that as well."

My reply was to kiss the guy before undoing his trousers. Kneeling, I pulled Scott's nether garments down and took his semi erect cock in my hand. Rolling the foreskin back I licked round and round the bulbous purple glans, Scott gasping and grunting. Then, taking advantage of his somewhat sparse growth of pubic hair I licked Scott's balls, soon taking them into my mouth.

"Oh bloody hell," he groaned.

Next I took the guys cock into my mouth deciding to suck him off as he was growing more and more excited by the minute. It was a calculated risk because I also wanted him to fuck me and not all guys are capable of quick recovery!

Within seconds I tasted pre cum and grabbing my hair Scott forced his cock down my throat as he discharged. 

Once I'd licked the last drop from his cock I stood up and undressed, Scott shedding his clothes more slowly while recovering his breath. I sat naked on the end of the bed asking Scott to show me if his tongue was as skilful between my thighs as his hands were for cooking. Laying back I spread me legs wide, pleased to see his cock was already rising again.

Well his previous boast about care and attention proved very true and I was soon squealing excitedly as his tongue worked no my cunt. With his hands on my breasts, fingers rubbing my nipples, while he tongue my clit, Scott had me writhing and yelling in orgasm, excitedly squeezing his face between my thighs.

"For the final course, the dessert as it were, lay down and I'll ride you." I told Scott; like I said earlier he was a big man.

His cock was fully erect and raring to go when I lowered myself onto him. Scott moaned while I uttered my usual cry of pleasure as his cock speared into me. I began to ride it, Scott thrusting upwards to meet me, his hands plucking at my bouncing breasts. Then I leaned right back, supporting myself with my hands near the end of the bed, and drove my body rapidly back and forth against his cock. It's an awkward position and not one I can hold for very long but I love it and repeated the move several times, Scott quickly discovering how much I like my clit being rubbed at the same time. 

It was as I yelled in orgasm that I heard Scott exclaim, "Christ, Simon said you were a hot fuck!"

Regaining the upright position I resumed my ride of Scott's cock. Asking about his comment I learnt that not only had Simon boasted to him about his conquest of two months earlier but it was also common knowledge among staff members. That explained his wink to the barman and both his and Alan's assumption that I was available for sex!

I rode Scott's thrusting cock, rubbing and squeezing his nipples, until he came, jets of cream spurting into me.

It was as I was dozing off later that I heard a tap on the door and the barman's voice. I was tempted to let him in but knowing I'd almost certainly be returning to the hotel at least once more, decided to keep him in reserve as it were!



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 24



Chapter 24. Alex. (May 2001)

Alex was a member of a Russian trade delegation touring the region looking at various local companies; hubby's being one of them. The delegation was staying at one of the hotels in town and hubby, whose company was among the first to be visited, had arranged for us to meet Alex in the bar that evening. It was apparent from J's excitability that he envisaged more than just a drink!

When introduced to Alex I found him to be a really well-built guy, who spoke good English but with a strong guttural accent which I'm certainly not going to attempt to replicate here. I've no idea what hubby had told Alex about us but during the introductions the guy seemed to be undressing me with his eyes.

The conversation at our table seemed forced and stilted, as though we were waiting for something to happen. Eventually Alex stood up, and holding his hand out to me said, "Coming? 

I looked at hubby and he told me to go ahead and enjoy myself.

"What about you?" I asked him.

"I'll wait here. The delegation will be in the hotel for three nights, so assuming your happy I'll get to watch another night."

Well the big Russian took me up to his room and immediately began undressing. For some unaccountable reason I was feeling a bit nervous and uncertain. Should I follow suit or would Alex want to undress me? God he's big though I thought, on seeing the barrel-chested Alex without his shirt. I ran my eyes over his torso, the rippling muscles of his upper arms, while he continued to undress.

"Oh my god!" I couldn't prevent the exclamation on seeing Alex's cock.

It was huge! Most definitely the biggest I'd seen.

"Big heh, you like?" He grinned aware from my response that I did.

I was on my knees in a flash, grabbing his thick cock by the root to run my tongue lovingly along its length and round the glans. The big Russian stood grinning down at me, hands on hips and feet apart, while I kissed and licked his cock. It was only when I turned my attention to his equally large and heavy looking balls, licking and kissing them, that Alex began to respond by uttering strange mooing sounds. Turning my attention back to the guy's cock I took it into my mouth with some difficulty.

My God I'm going to be fucked by this monster I thought, sucking on Alex cock. He was forcing his big cock further into my mouth and my lips felt stretched to breaking but I continued sucking almost desperately at it. Tasting pre-cum I stuck to my task but almost gagged when Alex came, forcing his cock right down my throat to release a thick torrent of cream.

Lifting me to my feet, Alex then placed me face down over the end of the bed and pushed my skirt up over my waist. Next he ripped my panties down and as he yanked them off I thought for a minute he was going to mount me straight away. Instead he sat on the floor and pulled my legs backwards onto his shoulders, one each side of his head. I squealed with delight when his tongue bored into my cunt to lap round and round. His hands were on my bottom and I knew instinctively where his fingers were going when I felt them exploring my flesh. As expected a finger drove into my anus while his tongue continued its gorgeous work on my cunt. Sucking at my clitoris, fingers drilling in and out of my anus, Alex brought me to a very noisy and violent orgasm before deftly picking me up to lay me full length on the bed. Then he mounted me.

My scream of delight when the guy's huge cock powered into me must have been heard the length of the corridor I should think and my ecstatic cries continued to ring out all the time he fucked me, culminating in another gigantic orgasm. 

His cock thrusts continued and Alex pushed my top up before reaching around to unclip my bra, something he accomplished with ease. He seized my bared breasts, sucking and biting at my nipples, while continuing to fuck me lustily.

Suddenly he withdrew, flipped me over and raised me up onto my knees. It all happened in an instant and I barely had time to draw breath before the big cock powered into me again. Grabbing my dancing breasts Alex held on to them while fucking me, this time keeping going until he came, loud grunts breaking from his lips, cock jerking and discharging deep inside me.

Rearranging my clothing later I had to search the room for my panties, eventually locating them in the corner but they were torn and not worth putting on. I smoothed my skirt down as best I could but it still remained creased from being bunched up around my waist for so long and it was the first thing hubby commented on when we rejoined him in the bar. I don't know about Alex but I was really thirsty so hubby went off to the bar to fetch drinks for us. A grinning Alex groped and squeezed my thighs under cover of the table while we waited for our drinks. In fact he couldn't keep his hands off me and when we left, having arranged to meet him again tomorrow evening, Alex came out to the car park with us and put his hand up my skirt while J opened the car door. While hubby sat in the car patiently waiting, I stood with legs apart enjoying the feel of Alex fingering my cunt and thinking happily that I'd have his huge cock again tomorrow. 

J wasn't as patient when I told him about the size of Alex's cock though; he could barely contain himself at the prospect of watching me being fucked by such a monster!

We arrived at the hotel early but Alex soon appeared in the bar and greeted us with a smile. No polite small talk tonight though, we went straight up to his room. This time I began undressing directly we were inside, the guys watching, and Alex slowly taking his own clothes off as he did so. Naked, I sat on the end of Alex bed waiting while he finished undressing and hubby's tense excitement was plain to see as he too watched, eager to see the cock I'd been so fulsome in my praise of. Alex slowly lowered his underpants well aware of the effect he was having. Hubby's mouth dropped open and he leaned forward to the edge of his chair when Alex revealed his mighty organ.

"Good God!" Hubby exclaimed standing up. "You had that inside you yesterday."

"And she will again today." Alex smirked.

Directly I saw his cock I spread my legs without thinking, a sort of automatic response I suppose. Alex bundled hubby aside to get at me, kneeling on the carpet and putting my legs up over his shoulders like yesterday but face up this time. His tongue bored unto my cunt and I lay back on the bed squealing. Again like yesterday I felt Alex's fingers seeking for, and locating my anus to probe inside. Hubby was beside the bed then, cock in hand. He couldn't see everything that Alex was doing to me but had a good idea by my wild and vociferous response.

After bringing me to orgasm Alex got to his feet, a big grin spreading across his face when he saw hubby masturbating. However it was J, quickly shedding his trousers and underpants, who suggested a comparison. The guys stood facing one another and the difference in cock size was plain to see, as was hubby's excitement when he realised that Alex cock was more than twice the size of his own.

"Fuck her, fuck my wife now. Let me see you do it to her!" J urged, his voice breaking with emotion.

Again the laughing Alex thrust hubby aside, almost contemptuously this time, before turning towards me. I quickly shuffled backwards until I was full length on the bed and reached out to him, spreading my legs wide as I did so. 

There was something of a swagger about Alex now as lifting my ankles to double them back, he mounted me.

"Put my cock inside her then husband." Alex grinned down at me as he said it.

With my legs pinned down by his shoulders Alex ran his hands through my hair so I knew the fingers spreading my cunt lips must be hubby's. I felt the fingers guiding Alex cock into me and realised that J must have had to reach between the guys legs to accomplish it. Again Alex looked pleased with himself, his cock sinking deeper inside.

"Good, now stroke my balls husband while I fuck your wife." Alex snapped over his shoulder.

He was fucking me lustily now, stifling my ecstatic cries with his mouth pressed to mine. J stroked Alex balls the entire time the guy was fucking me and probably contributed to him coming quicker than he might otherwise have done.

When it was over Alex stood laughing while hubby masturbated, staring fixedly between my thighs and muttering about how open my cunt looked after the pounding it had received from Alex big cock.



Sandi's Erotic Interludes Ch. 25



Chapter 25. George/Others. (October 2009) 

It was a couple of months after my encounter with George and Kev, see Chapter 19, before my work took me to the town of P again and the short meeting proved to be as stressful as before. Heading back towards the motorway after a lunchtime snack I saw the turn off I'd taken on my previous visit and, curiosity getting the better of me, impulsively took it. There was the track, still looking as overgrown and unused as it had two months earlier, although the gate had disappeared altogether by this time.

OK, I'd seen the spot, just turn and head for home I thought. Turning into the gateway I stopped and was about to reverse when I saw the big old van parked outside one of the derelict buildings. It had been hidden from view as I approached the turn. 

I knew the guys were at work on a large scale renovation project, George had told me as much when berating me for blocking the gateway, and seeing his van I paused, thinking. Then in an instant my resolve not to get mixed up with them a second time melted away and I changed from reverse gear to forward.

The guys had been rough with me before and I surmised that they would be again but despite that, or more probably because of it, I drove towards the building.

I felt very nervous, there's no denying that, as I parked beside the van. Climbing out I hesitated, it was now or never. Quickly turn and go or face the consequences of staying. In some respects the decision was taken out of my hands when George emerged from one of the buildings and started walking towards one of the others. Spotting me he quickly came over to where I stood uncertainly beside my car.

"Thought you'd be back," he grinned, taking my wrist.

"I'm only here to collect my property." 

"Your property as you call it is in here." George said, pulling me towards the barn he'd been heading for.

God he was strong and I felt weak at the knees as I stumbled along behind the guy thinking that once in the barn I'd be completely at his mercy. He'd be able to do whatever he wanted with me and I'd be helpless to prevent it. The excitement I felt about that was weird, it was as if I wanted to be mastered and subjugated by this rough and ready guy dragging me towards the barn and almost certain violation.

It was as we rounded the front of his large van that I saw the two other vehicles for the first time and could hear the sound of hammering and voices. Stopping in my tracks I told George I'd changed my mind and was going.

"Oh no you're not girl. You want it and you're going to get it."

He continued to drag me, roughly now, towards the door from where I could hear the noise increasing. Just how many guys were in there? What was I getting myself into I wondered.

George propelled me through the open door and I stopped dead, really frightened now as my eyes took in the 6 guys at work there. I turned to leave but found my escape barred by the powerful George who pushed me back inside saying, "Here's the tart I was telling you about lads. Reckons she's come back for her knickers."

He pointed at the wall where I saw my panties hanging from a nail.

"What she's really come for though is another good fucking so let's not disappoint her lads."

The guys crowded round and even in my alarmed and confused state I could see that Kev wasn't amongst them.

"Help me get her knickers off to hang with the other trophy lads." George said, hauling my skirt up.

"No, no." I protested weakly and ineffectually as of course there was little or nothing I could do against the number of hands plucking at me.

In a matter of seconds my panties were off and hanging on a nail beside the first pair.

"I'll have quite a collection if you continue your visits." George grinned.

He was at my rear and holding me in a bear-like hug, arms pinned to my sides, and there was absolutely nothing I could do as the many hands explored under my skirt.

"No, no, let me go you beast!" I stuttered, feeling hands forcing my legs apart, many fingers probing inside me. "There won't be any more visits."

"You don't mean that girl, you loved a bit of rough treatment the other week, wouldn't have come back otherwise would you?" he leered.

I continued to put up a token struggle until he jeered, "You want it really. I bet you've had more pricks than a pin cushion."

"You're right there George, nobody's holding the tarts legs open now and her cunt's wet and gaping." 

"Be gaping even more by the time she's had seven cocks up it," another voice said amidst much laughter.

"There's two ways you can play this girl. Either strip willingly so your clothes remain intact or the lads will take 'em off for you, in which case I can't guarantee the condition you'll find them later."

The guys were crowding round and I felt an incredible number of hands between my legs as I told George in a faltering voice that I'd undress myself. I felt defeated and at their mercy, but deliciously so.

"Good girl, you know it makes sense."

He let go of me and the guys fell back a bit to stand in a circle grinning when I began undressing.

After hearing about the initial encounter hubby had encouraged me to revisit the place as he felt confident that no real harm would befall me. He couldn't have known I'd be confronted by seven guys though and the excitement I invariably feel to find myself the object of men's lust was tempered by a fear of the unknown.

I stood amongst them naked and watched in fearful wonder when George carried my clothing from the building with the words, "You'll get these back when we've finished with you but that won't be for a long time yet."

He was only absent a few minutes but by the time George returned it was to find me on my knees holding two cocks while sucking a third.

"The tart didn't need much persuasion George."

There was silence then while a succession of cocks were presented to my lips and I must have sucked some of them several times as they kept on changing places.

"Up onto the old picnic table with her lads." 

Inevitably it was George directing operations as I was carried to what appeared to be the type of wooden table with bench seats fixed either side of it that you'd normally find outside a pub or at a country park. At least one of the guys had enough compassion to drape a torn and grubby blanket over the table before I was lifted onto it. After I'd been placed with my bottom on the very edge of the table George's voice instructed me to spread my legs and I did so automatically. My legs were then tied to the bench seats while simultaneously my wrists were dealt with likewise and I experienced a delicious feeling of helplessness. 

"There it is lads, the cunt me and young Kev had our cocks up a few weeks ago. Must have given her a good time eh, seeing as how the tart's come back for more."

I was fully exposed to all the laughing men, some of who now began taunting me about what they were going to do.

When I felt a tongue flick up the length of my slit I didn't bother to raise my head to see whose it was, knowing they'd probably all lick me there before they'd done. A second tongue joined in from above while hands mauled my breasts.

"Nice succulent pair of tits," someone said and a mouth fastened on a nipple.

Someone else nibbled the other and I could even feel a finger probing my anus by this time. Under the combined pressure of all the hands and tongues I was brought to orgasm again and again, the guys cheering each time.

"If you've all had a taste of her cunt lads turn the hot arsed bitch over onto her belly."

Surprisingly George had done nothing but watch and give instructions so far, compounding my humiliation by smiling knowingly every time I was brought to orgasm. He knew I was loving every minute of what to most women would have been an ordeal!

George's instructions were carried out and when hands roughly spread my buttocks I knew instinctively they were his. He began licking my anus and the only sounds now were my squeals! Eventually he moved back saying, "Who else wants a taste of her sexy little bum hole?"

Another tongue immediately flicked my anal opening and this time I felt fingers again probing my cunt and teasing my clitoris. As tongue succeeded tongue the sensations were phenomenal and I lost count of the number of orgasms I experienced. 

(When I told hubby later that 7 guys had licked my anus he had his own immediate orgasm!)

Still feeling shattered by the experience and by seeing George's grinning face watching mine contorting with each orgasm, I found myself being turned over yet again. My legs were lifted at right angles to my body and far apart.

"This is it girl," George taunted, waving his erection at me. "The seven of us are going to fuck you one after the other and I'm going first."

There was a cheer from the guys when George drove his cock into me and I closed my eyes against the face grinning down at me. George fucked me as roughly as he had a couple of months earlier but didn't last long. As expected his place was immediately taken by one of the others. My breasts were being mauled and George's taunts rang in my ears while the succession of guys stood between my legs fucking me.

After the seventh had emptied his balls inside me there was no respite, I was simply turned over onto my tummy again.

"By the time we've finished with you we'll know your body intimately, perhaps more so than your old man." George hissed as he began to push his cock into my anus.

It was almost silent then as George fed more and more of his cock into my anus, his balls soon pressing up to me.

"There you've got my full length up your bum hole girl and there'll be a few more cocks following on." George hissed.

Another outbreak of cheering then as he did it to me, his cock drilling steadily in and out of my anus. It went on and on until a grunting George pressed hard up to me and hissed, "Here it comes girl," as he ejaculated.

His cock was no sooner withdrawn than another drove into my anus and again a cheer rang out. I didn't turn my head to see which of them it was, there didn't seem much point, they'd keep going until they were all sated anyway, but he bum fucked me slower than George had done.

I was quiet now; I had no choice as a cock had been pushed into my mouth. I was being bum fucked by a third guy when the one I was sucking came in my mouth.

George's face suddenly appeared close to mine.

"By the time we've finished with it your tight little bum hole will have been opened up nicely," he jeered. 

I was being sodomized by a fourth guy then but as it happened he turned out to be the last.

The rest of the guys had gone by the time I recovered sufficiently to ask George if there was anywhere I could take a shower, or failing that a wash.

"Afraid not girl, the renovation isn't far enough on for that, you'll have to go home to your husband smelling of our cocks."

"He'll probably be turned on by that." My reply was automatic and George laughed.

"Well you can tell the sod that from now on you're my slut, my sex slave to do as I want with, ok?"

I remained silent but when George told me to be at the barn on a particular date,

simply nodded before walking towards my car, his laughter following me.

He'd specified a Saturday so it would be possible, but would I dare to go? Well it remained to be seen.