13 comments/ 39945 views/ 4 favorites The Start By: drscott_weston This story is mostly true. If you're BI squeamish then please don't read! Also, if you're under 18, please don't read! Please feel fee to contact me as this is my first story! Beginning: My name is Scott Weston and I've been married to Melissa for nearly twenty years. I'm a physician by trade and that means too many long days in the office. Between paperwork, keeping up on medical procedures, and the business in general I'm afraid home life has taken a back seat. Melissa is a gift from heaven and so fortunate to have found a woman like her. At five feet seven, 34B-27-37, curly shoulder length brown hair, and hazel eyes. We've been blessed with two children, and I'm sure all the men in our neighborhood think of her as a sexy Milf. I'm close to six feet tall with short brown hair parted to the side. We both love to exercise but Melissa has the better body. Guess I'm going through a midlife crisis and have started to make changes in my life, which will make our lives better. My only fear was that this was too late. The first change was to take a small pay cut and bring on staff a new physician. This would free my time and allow me to focus on the business, and more importantly allow me to go home at five. Melissa started working part time at a local business. I made arrangements to have a small package and flowers delivered to her office. Included in the package was a heart felt letter to my amazing wife, and two sets of tickets. First set of tickets were for her parents. I needed her parents to come and stay with us to keep an eye on the house and help out our children. Our kids are older and don't need to be babysat, but having her parents at our home would allow Melissa to relax while we flew out to California for a much needed vacation. All the details were taken care of, except for Melissa. As far as I can tell, Melissa has not had any affairs. I'm sure she had some quality alone time as I do. Over the years I've had my fair share of sexy women hit on me, but chosen not to stray. I love Melissa too much to hurt her. On queue, Melissa called my cell. She was crying. Melissa told me how happy she was and wanted to work on us. She was so happy, and I had to fight back my emotions. Later that night, we were talking in bed. Melissa wanted to know what brought all this on. I told her, and instead of getting a girlfriend and a corvette that she was my priority and dream come true. Once I finally made it home we enjoyed a quiet dinner and talked about my plans. Melissa was so happy and could tell we would be good. We had some amazing sex that night, and then she perked up and started to ask me questions. After she felt comfortable with my plan, she started to ask other questions. She wanted to know what allowed me to come home early, and take her out to diner on a week day. Melissa looked very happy and interested in what I was telling her. Melissa sat up, "So tell me, what is your fantasy? Besides two women." "Melissa, it's been years since I've thought about you and another woman." "Yea, I've noticed. Don't you have any fantasies?" "Melissa, what's up with the twenty questions?" "Scott, I'm almost forty. I'm not getting any younger." Confused, I made a face, "So?" "Typical male," Melissa slapped my shoulder. "I want to know, need to know that I still have it." "Oh baby you're very sexy." "Yea, to you I'm sexy, but I still want to know that I can turn heads, and lately our sex life has tapered off. So please, tell me you still find me sexy and what do you want to do to me, sexually?" "Oh boy, promise you won't freak?" "I promise, honey I love you." "OK, here it is. Lately I've been thinking about you with another man." "What?" "Yea I know, I'm not gay but I think it would be so sexy to see you with another man." "Really?" "Yea, no emotional connection just hot sex." "And what will you, be doing?" "Watching and I'm sure touching myself." Melissa sat up, "Are you putting me on?" I reached down, and started to stroke myself as my cock was rock hard, "No, not at all." "Wow, have not had that type of reaction from you in some time." She leaned over the bed and pulled something out of the night stand. "I always thought you would be jealous." I was shocked when it came into view. Melissa had purchased a toy, not any toy though; this was a life like dildo. I mean, this think looked like a hard thick cock. "When did you get that? That thing is amazing!" "I've had some lonely nights when you had to work those crazy hours." She kissed my cheek. "And I have needs too you know! I never wanted to have an affair. I love you and never want to hurt you. So, one day a catalog came to the house and I purchased something just for me. Since your sharing I thought that I could share also." "Oh my god, that thing is erotic. It looks so real." "You should feel it." She handed me toy. "Wow, it's so soft." I was fascinated by this thing. Personally, I don't find men attractive and when I have seen men nude I have to say that men look better aroused than soft. This life like cock was soft, yet hard. Almost felt life like. How long has she enjoyed a toy like this? Wow, this was better then any porn. I'm not jealous, only wished that we had started to play with toys years before. Yes, this thing was bigger then me, but I was not worried about that. Personally, I found that kinky and loved it! Would she let me? Oh I wanted to see her take it, all of it. Even though this was her toy, I was very aroused and could feel my own orgasm building, talk about mental rush. "Can I have it back after your done playing with it?" She laughed, "You do look sexy holding it though." I didn't realize it, but I was stroking this thing. It felt so soft, so real, and so big. Melissa had purchased this thing on her own, this eight inch life like cock. Wow! She's always full of surprises. Melissa moved next to me, on her back. Not sure if she realized it or not but her legs were opened. Slowly I moved closer to her then between her legs. Her arousal was clearly noticeable, but something drew me to her toy. I took this thing, my wife's secondary cock between my lips. It didn't feel unnatural, but Melissa gasped as I took her toy in my mouth. I've never thought about a man before and never wanted to suck on some guys cock, but this was different. Melissa clearly liked seeing me take her toy, her cock between my lips. I wondered, how many nights this cock gave my wife the gift of an orgasm? Weather she knew it or not, her hips were rocking. Melissa only does this when she's super horny. "Oh baby, I'm so hot. You're turning me on, did you know that? Seeing you hold him, it's so kinky. Baby slip him in me. I want you to put his cock in me." Melissa never talked this nasty in bed before, I loved it. Hearing her talk this way, watching her hips rock, her sexy scent pushed the heat higher. Our bedroom had an intoxicating scent of sex, something that we have not enjoyed since for years. Hearing my wife refer to her dildo as him, and for her to tell me to put his cock in her was wild. I pulled her toy out of my mouth and placed it on her wet lips, found the controls and turned the vibrator on. Melissa closed her eyes as the tip entered her as she looked so full, as this toy slide deeper into my wife. Her moans were indistinguishable to her state of mind; she was so close to cumming. "You like seeing me, getting fucked don't you?" "Yea, this is so sexy." "Oh baby, you really do want some man to have me, don't you? I'm so, so close." My cock was still hard, and leaking. "Yes, I do." Melissa struggled to get the words out, "I never thought it would be so hot, to see you holding a cock. But baby, seeing you hold my toy was, oh so sexy. I'm there baby!" I watched my beautiful wife cum. Her pussy gripped tightly to the toy, holding on. I'm sure this added to the feeling for her, to be filled, and have her sugar walls grip as she cums. One thing that I've learned is to be quiet. Women tend to need time to come back to earth. I guess that they enjoy the moment as all her nerves trigger and fire, giving her pleasure. Melissa looked so sexy, wiggling her feet and toes. "Scott, that was so hot!" I started to pull her toy out. Her arousal glistened on the cock. My wife just came on this cock and I loved it! I watched just inches away from her most intimate parts as this thing filled her. How sexy she looked as her body responded, filled and how she gripped it when she came. I was so horny; my mind was on fire, even tingling from what I just watched. I would cum, if she touched me. Melissa jumped up, pushed me back on the bed. She crawled down, grabbed the dildo and took me in her mouth. I was so close, watching her take that cock kept me on edge. She looked up and smiled and that did it, I started to cum. My orgasm just hit me like a brick wall. She just sucked on my cock taking all of my cum. I groaned, "Oh baby!" "That was amazing!" I kissed her, "Yes, that was the most amazing experience ever! Why didn't you show me your toy earlier?" "Frankly, I was worried you would be upset." "Why?" "Well first that I purchased a sex toy, and second that it's big." She held her toy up and playfully stroked it. "I'm very happy with our sex life, but when you were working eighty hours a week that left me alone in bed." I reached over and kissed her, "I understand." She moved up next to me, snuggled up. "Most men are sensitive about cock size and all my past lovers were jealous." "Please, I'm not jealous; maybe a little envious." "So would you really want to watch a man do me?" Melissa reached up and started to stroke my cock. "I'm not sure," this is starting to hit home. We have talked about this before and its one of my darkest fantasies. "We can take it in steps." "What if I want the guy to kiss me?" "No limits on the physical side, only the emotional side. I don't want you to fall for him and we can only see others when were together. He can kiss you as kissing is a very important part of foreplay." "And you won't be jealous?" "I will be watching." This fantasy was going to become reality, were we ready for this? The fantasy is very exciting, and watching her with that toy was very erotic. Melissa kissed me, "This will be kinky, love." We spooned for an hour as we talked about our vacation. We both looked forward to this trip as we reconnected. It's been years since we've been this close. Talk about a nice way to spend the night. The end. Please tell me what you think! The Start It all started when we walked to our regular pub in our Manhattan neighborhood. When we got there, the place was so crowded with some function that we couldn't get it. So we went to nearby but more out-of-the-way place. This pub was much smaller, darker, and a place where we weren't known by the manager, bartenders, servers and half of the regulars, as we were at our usual place. If we had been at our regular place, what I am about to tell you might never have happened, and my life might be very different right now. My wife Jane has always been a fun-loving, flashy-dressing, flirty woman. In fact, that's the very thing that attracted me to her in the first place. She was so different than most of the women I had known. And that was great for me. The fact that she continued to flirt and party after we were married never bothered me because I knew that was just Jane being Jane. The other thing about Jane is that she is, by any measure, very, very hot. She is petite, with shapely legs and a gorgeous ass and a sweet, always bare-shaven pussy. And now she also was sporting some gorgeous new breasts that she had always wanted. The new Jane "package" was stunning. On this night she was wearing a baby-doll t-shirt with a biker theme that showed off her new tits quite nicely. She still wasn't quite used to them, though, so she was wearing a lacy bra that matched her tiny thong panties. Oh, and a short, frayed denim skirt. My favorite! Anyway ... we walked into our "alternate" pub and found two empty seats at the bar. She ordered a glass of wine and I ordered a beer. To my right was another couple and as the bartender placed our drinks in front of us I turned to them to say hello. When I turned back to Jane she was engaged in an animated conversation with a younger guy to whom I was quickly introduced. His name was Scott, and like most men, he was immediately smitten with Jane and everything about her. I caught him looking her up and down and as the drinks took effect he seemed not to be worried about being "busted" for his obvious admiration of Jane's physical assets. And Jane was very much enjoying the attention, as she always does. As is our custom, I offered to buy our new friend Scott a drink, and after several more we were all feeling very friendly. When Scott and I were talking, Jane was enjoying being between us and receiving so much attention. So when I started touching her somewhat suggestively she did not ask me to stop. At first I was just stroking her knee and lower leg but as the evening progressed I was slowly moving my hands up onto her thighs, and particularly inner thigh. I was also playfully kissing her from time to time, from a quick peck on the check to a more provocative nuzzle of her neck and then finally to a full-blown open mouth kiss, all in front of our increasingly intrigued, and I suspect, aroused, new friend, Scott. Now one thing Jane has always done -- almost without thinking -- is to slightly spread her legs whenever I touch her inner thigh. To me it always has been an exciting signal that she is ready for sex. Tonight was no different, and the more I touched her there, the wider apart she was spreading her legs. Finally, I could stand it no more and I said, "Scott, you sure seem to be enjoying the view." To which he smiled suggestively, and said, "Yes, I am, very much so." Jane enjoyed that response a lot. The both Scott and I remarked on her chest and how nice it looked in the tight biker t-shirt. I said, "You know, Jane, the girls would look even better if they weren't being held so tightly in your bra." I was really just teasing her but she didn't miss a beat. "Oh really?!" she asked teasingly. And then she did something I never expected. She reached under her t-shirt and undid the front-hooking, strapless bra, quickly pulled it out of her shirt, and stuffed it into her bag. "Like this?" she said, proudly poking her chest out, with her now erect nipples pushing against the thin fabric. By now Scott and I were speechless. Obviously the alcohol was having an effect on all three of us and Jane was taking the teasing much farther than she ever had before. Scott and I were practically eating out of her hands now. We were both leaning forward, getting as close to her as possible. As I was stroking the inside of her right thigh, I noticed he was doing the same on her left thigh, and his hand was higher than mine! I should have been angry but obviously I was too turned on to be anything but aroused and ready to fuck my wife! As I nuzzled her neck, I raised my head and gave her a long, wet, tongue-filled sexy kiss. To my surprise, as soon as a finished kissing her, she turned to Scott and gave him the exact same kiss, except that this time it was punctuated by a soft, sexy noise -- almost a gasp -- that came from deep in Jane's body. Suddenly, I could even SMELL the sex. We ordered three shots of Irish whiskey and downed them together. Then, I excused myself for a quick drip to the men's room. When I came back, the bar stools were empty. I looked around and spotted them on a sofa in a darker corner of the bar. They were all over each other...hands roaming, bodies close, and kissing very, very passionately. Obviously, I had a decision to make. I had started something, and I wasn't sure where it was going to end. To be continued... The Start I feel for you to fully understand me you have to know my past. My name is Cole Bryant I'm 35 years old and I have a fetish. I love asses I can't get enough of them if I could I would be surrounded by females ass's all day and every day. It all started when I was very young but for decency I will start when I was eighteen I was a senior in high school and I think I was very popular with both the ladies and the men. I had a steady girl friend and things were going well between us. We had only one problem I was obsessed with her tight little ass and she was not in to my fetish in any way. Megan was the perfect girl for me if I was not perverse in any way but alas I am very perverse and always horny, horny for ass. One night Megan and I were headed to a party and the night was not starting off very well. "Fuck you Cole I'm not your fucking toy!" Megan retorted to my latest attempt to anally fuck her. She took a long drag of her cigarette and continued her berating. "Are you not happy with what I do for you, you think our sex life isn't good enough! I was taught to wait for marriage but I didn't! I would think the sacrifices to my beliefs would be good enough for you! But no obviously there not! All you every want to do is fuck and all you every talk about is fucking my ass. It's gross." All in all her rant was turning me on I love girls who talk dirty the only problem was that Megan only talked that way when she was mad at me which lately was all the time. "Calm down I want to have a good time tonight I just think we should be able to talk about it!" I said as we neared our destination. I had to adjust my hard on which was sitting all wrong in my shorts. Megan saw and was not impressed she flicked her butt out the window and lit in to me again. "You need fucking help, here I am yelling at you and your fucking getting hot!" I was now staring at Megan's legs which were covered by sheer thigh highs I could see the vinyl band that held them up just below her short skirt. She was wearing a white blouse with the top few buttons undone to show off her cleavage. Megan had it all and loved to show it off but with her it was look but don't touch. Ya we had, had sex a few times but it was always missionary and no four play. I got to suck and play with her tits but that was it, nothing below the belt "Well fuck it doesn't look like I'm getting any so I might as well take care of myself!" I snapped back. "Pull over!" Megan demanded. I did as she asked. Once on the side of the road Megan lit another smoke she knew it turned me on to watch her smoke. She exhaled and looked at me. "What are you saying that I don't do it for you is that it? You fucking my ass will make it all better? That if I let you violate me you will be happy?" she took a long drag and held it. She exhaled and looked at the bulge in my pants. "I think you're sick and I am more than pissed at you right now. I also think you're all talk and that if given the chance you wouldn't know what to do down there with my pussy or my ass. In fact I'm sure of it. Ok tough guy here is your chance right here right now!" she took another drag and stared at me. I was in shock I waited so long for this and now I was speechless. "You're serious!" was all I could come up with. "Oh ya I'm serious. Anything your fucked up mind can think of doing in this truck right now we'll do, but then that is all I want to hear about it deal?" she was serious all right I knew Megan's looks and this was her no bull shit look. "Ok!" I said still stunned at this turn of events. "What first big man!" "Ok touch your pussy, let me watch you play with yourself!" I knew Megan and Megan hated to touch her pussy and never did it. But she just unbuckled her seat belt swiveled so one foot was on the arm rest while the other remained on the floor, she hiked up her skirt and began to rub her pussy through her lace red panties. My cock grew so hard that it actually hurt under my shorts. She let her smoke dangle while one hand caressed her moistening pussy and the other started to massage one of her ample tits. "Is this what you want?" she asked, could tell it was by the way I was adjusting my cock every two seconds. "Remove your panties and really finger your cunt?" I told her now freeing my trapped member. Megan complied pulling the panties over her boots and handed them too me. I took them put them right to my face I wasn't even thinking anymore I was on sexual auto pilot. Megan gave a disgusted look but didn't stop. Moving her pelvis closer to me and spreading her porcelain legs as far as she could I had a perfect view of her now glistening snatch which to her credit was perfectly trimmed. "Lick your finger first, Slowly." Megan flicked her smoke out the window and licked her index finger and then inserted it into her waiting pussy. In and out she guided it soon I could tell even she was getting hot for the moment. "Undo your top and free your fat tits." Megan scowled at the comment but did as I asked. Within seconds her big white breasts were free of the matching red bra her large areolas and erect nipples just staring at me. All the while she still finger fucked herself. "turn around and face the window and get your ass in the air. Although she looked concerned she did as I asked. Now was the moment I was waiting for Megan's perfect ass in my grasp all the possibilities my mind was racing what to do first. I pushed her skirt up and out of the way I could see her pussy lips between her legs still very wet. I reached out and ran my fingers up her leg and over her buttocks Megan looked at me over her shoulder now I could see a small grin on her face. I leaned forward and kissed one cheek then the other then placing my hands on each cheek I gently spread them now I gazed at the brown button tight and puckered the thing I loved most on the female body was right there for me. I leaned in and started to give her asshole light kisses first just around the hole then on it. I could hear her coo and feel her shudder. With the very tip of my tongue I started to make circles around her hole slowly working my way to the centre. Once there I added pressure first a little then more and more until the tip of my tongue had penetrated her I could tell that Megan had resumed playing with herself, the grunts and ahh's were more pronounced now as well. I just kept working my tongue deeper into her asshole. I could taste her it wasn't dirty but there was something there a taste that I knew was excrement but I didn't care I was reveling in it and I wasn't going to stop. It seemed like forever until I stopped tonguing her ass I pulled out and told Megan to suck two of my fingers, normally she would ask why but I think she knew where I was going with this. Once she got them good and wet I wasted no time shoving them one at a time into her ass. She let out a loud grunt. But I didn't stop not until she demanded it. Soon I had a good rhythm going and then the panting started and the grunting. She was rubbing her clit now at a feverish pace. And I began to stroke my cock with my free hand. I pulled out and put my fingers up to my nose and inhaled the smell. I was in heaven. "You going to fuck me now?" Megan asked turning around and leaning in for a kiss. But before she could kiss me I shoved the two fingers up to her mouth. "Lick them first!" I said and she grabbed my hand and started to suck her ass off my fingers. Then she grabbed my cock and placed her mouth over it her hot breath on my head was amazing I knew I wouldn't last too long and I didn't have a condom on my so I thought I guess I'll close with getting a good blow. "Suck it, suck hard and suck it dry, Megan!" she started by swirling her tongue around the head then put it into her mouth and sucked real hard. I started to massage one of her big tits as she sucked my dick. Then she started to move up and down the shaft. In the year we had been dating she never sucked my dick and only touched it to guide it in to her a couple of times. But now in my truck on the side of the road there she was pumping my dick with her mouth like she was going for oil and it felt great, her inexperience allowed her teeth to much contact for my liking but I was about to explode none the less. All it took was a look at her ass in the air and that was it I shot my hole load into her mouth it must have taken her by surprise because she gagged a little and let my cum dribble down my shaft and all over my balls. She pulled up and glared at me then kissed me full on the mouth thrusting her tongue into my mouth I could taste my cum swashing around. I think that was the whole point behind that. Megan pulled away straitened herself up lit a smoke and didn't talk to me the rest to the night. Chapter two coming soon. The Start I have often wondered how it all started, if I go right back to the start maybe I will find some answers. I was going out with a girl called Joan and after some months I moved in with her and her family. They had a big house and lots of space. Her mum and dad were really cool and they seemed to like me. Time passed and we got engaged. Things stayed much the same except her mother told Joan we could share a bed if she wanted. Her dad was ok too. Her mum gave her guidance on taking the pill. They must have heard me creep along the landing at night. They must have known we were already having sex. Joan went to see the doctor and went on the pill and I stopped using condoms. I reached my 18 th birthday and was put on the shift rota at work. It was more money but I had to work nights so it stopped me seeing Joan. I was earning more money but spending less as I could not go out midweek, my savings started to really increase. I told Joan this would be our wedding fund. She said she needed to get a job to earn and save as well. A week later she had a job in a pub in town. She had to work two nights a week Wednesdays and Thursdays. Things continued as normal for a while and then one day Joan broke down and started to cry. She told me she was upset by comments made about her at work. She explained every week these men keep calling her frumpy and saying nasty things like does your mum cut your hair. I must admit that Joan had two sides. On the one hand she was blonde, slim, good looking and in the nude she had a fantastic figure. She had a slim waist, fantastic bum and perfect 36 C tits with dark nipples. She also had very few and very fine blonde hairs on her pussy. So you could see it and it looked great. On the other hand her mum did cut her hair in a 12 year olds style. Joan also made he own clothes using her mums designs. So she did look odd. At times even I thought I don't want to take her out in that. We agreed what to do and Joan let her mum down gently saying she wanted a different hair style and a friend had told her about this really good hair dressers. We looked though her wardrobe and took 90 % of it to the charity shop. We then went shopping for new outfits. We came back with shoes, dresses, skirts, tops, jackets, coats, bras, nickers and tights. She went to have her hair done when I went off to play football. When I got home her dad was washing his car. He stopped me and said you should see or Joan she looks a great. I went in and there she was in a new outfit with her new hair style. I was gob smacked she looked fantastic. Her mum said look at Joan all grown up. Wednesdays came and I drove her to work, when I picked her up she was glum and before we had got home she was crying. I pulled over to find out what was wrong. The men had really being cruel, I thought that she looked great, but all the men comment on the fact that her skirt was too long, her top did not show any cleavage and she had tights on. They complained to the manger telling him to sack her and get a real barmaid who knows how wear a showy bras and stocking. The manger did defend her, telling the men to give it a rest, but every time they came to bar they refused to let Joan serve them. At the end of the shift the manager spoke to Joan telling her that he can see she has tried, but it's a certain type of girl that can hold down a bar job, maybe she is not cut out for it. He gave her one more chance tomorrow and if there were problems he would have to let her go. I went to work on Thursday and Joan went shopping I was back home before her. When she arrived back I followed her upstairs. She showed me what she had purchase. It looked ok. When she put in on it looked very sexy. The bra made he boobs look bigger. The suspender belt and stockings looked hot too, I had only ever seen pictures of mature ladies in them in dirty books . Seeing my 18 year old girl fiend in them was a totally different image. The dress was short the heels higher and the top tighter with a V neck. When she bent forward you got an eye full of cleavage. She made me pretend to be a customer; she went thought the actions of getting different drinks, stretching up, bending down and pulling a pint. When she went down stairs her dad said my god Joan you look like a proper barmaid in that, she did and she could not wait to go to work. I dropped her off. When I picked her up she was very animated and excited. All had gone well the men loved her and the manager thanked her and gave her a pay rise. Over the next few months Joan seemed to be more excited and animated in sex, she even told me to go to the park on the way home and we fucked outside on a bench. A few days later after fucking her in bed, before I had to go to work, I was on night shift, I asked her why she was so turned on. She said its Wednesday tomorrow. I get so turned on at work with them complementing me and flirting with me. The following day I watched her get ready for work, I noticed it was a new suspender belt and sexy bra. She said they keep asking me to show them my stocking tops. I said well show them no harm in that. You may even get a pay rise. The following day while watching her get ready for work she told me that she had shown her stocking tops. Every time they came to the bar they asked for more and higher, wanting to see the clips. She said it was quite risky and daring but I enjoyed doing it. I said the men must love you now. When I got home from work Joan was eager to get me on her own to tell me I was right. She was given a pay rise last night and not only that she was given an extra shift on a Friday. She started tonight. I did not get any say off she went to work. We went out the Saturday night and all she talked about was work it seems she really enjoyed Friday night as it was very busy. She got lots of tips and men flirting with her. The men who she serves on a Wednesday and Thursday also called in with their mates. She said the manager was well pleased and told her Barry and the gang don't normally call in on a Friday. His takings were up and it was all down to her. He said he should take her out for a posh meal to say thank you. I was concerned about him taking her to dinner but she said it would be hard to say no with him being the boss. I said ok but not when I am on nights I want to see you leave and come home safe. He took her out on the following Tuesday, I made sure she was not dressed too sexy but she looked nice. She arrived home at 10 pm which was sooner than I expected. She said she had a great time; he was a real gent, paid for everything and told her all about what glass to use and which knife and fork, he was very well educated. He also asked her if she wanted to help when he put on a special promotion night. They are on a Tuesday to drum up business and the next one is for Sothern Comfort so it's a western night. He has a country and western band books, all the male staff dressed up as cowboys, al the girls dressed up as western show girls. I asked what is a western show girl fancy dress? She did not really know, but said the fancy dress is provided; all he needed to know was my dress size and what colour high heels I had. He picked the red ones so he would send me the red outfit. She came home from work on the Friday with a big box. It was her costume for the following Tuesday. She tried it on wow. It was a red and gold corset laces up the back and it pushed he boobs right up, they looked like they started just below her neck. There was a pair of red frilly nickers and gold fishnet stockings, which fixed to the red straps on the corset. It looked even hotter on the night of the event, with her red high heels, blood red lipstick and her blonde hair was taken up so her long neck was on show. That seemed to make her corseted up breasts look even fuller. She took a long coat to cover herself, when we arrived the band was setting up in the corner and the bar was already half full. I took a stool at the bar and Joan went thought the door marked staff. Joan appeared at the bar and I watched all the men take an extended look, compared to the two other female staff she was well under dressed, the other women had added blouses and skirts. She was very popular to serve drinks and she was working hard. I notice the manager pat her bum a few times as he passed and Joan seemed not to flirt back. She kept looking up and around the bar as if looking for someone. I got the odd glance and smile. I must admit I was enjoying seeing her dashing around he bum and breasts bouncing in a very sexy way. I was getting quite excited. Her face lit up and she was smiling ear to ear and looking over the punters. I followed her stare to a man about 30 standing looking at her and smiling. I watch him and his mates work their way to bar. Joan served them' their eyes all over her and she did a twirl for them. They took over the bar taking up a space to see Joan work and kept chatting with her. She was responding I could see her neck go red, she was getting turned on. The night progressed well, when the band finished people started drifting off. I could then here their conversation. They were discussing Joan saying how sexy she looked. They thought she needed a good fucking and teaching some tricks. How to suck a cock and swallow in one. How to take it up her arse. He said she was a lot of girl and should be trained to fuck groups, she was gang bang material. They said she looks like she built to be a slut. They said if you look at her body you can see she will be a dirty girl. Just look how she smiles and her eyes go wide when she talks to you, she's gagging for it. Whenever Joan came over they would flirt all nice while talking nasty behind her back. I was angry and turned on at the same time. Men looked at Joan like that. I was getting ignored by Joan I thought she does not want them to know that I am her boyfriend. At the end of the night the manager cleared the pub including me but the men did not come out. I sat waiting for Joan, she was usually 10 minutes after closing but tonight she was an hour. When she came out with the 4 men her coat was over her arm. She pointed at my car and they walked to theirs while Joan staggered over to mine. Once in the car I asked why she pointed at me and why she was so long coming out. She explained that they offered her a lift home but she told them she had a lift and pointed at my car. I asked did you tell them it was your boyfriend waiting for you. No she said I just pointed. So why did you not say I was your boyfriend. I was then taken back by here answer. She told me Barry had asked her out on a date and she had agreed. Why I shouted at her. She explained that it was a lock in and she had joined them in the bar and was getting chatted up, they asked her who she would pick to go out with first. They sort of got me drunk and tricked me. I drove her home and we went to bed and we fucked she was very wet and her pussy was very easy to enter. I imagined this is what she would be like if she went out with Barry. Thinking this I spunked before she had cum. She rolled over to sleep saying have you finished. The next day we went out to the park and sat on a bench to talk through what was going on. Joan was very sorry but she really liked Barry, she wanted to keep the date she had made for tonight. She said it was better that she was honest and told me. She could have done it behind my back. I was really turned on but shaking with fear at the same time. I could lose Joan; I could lose where I live. I agreed that she could have the date with Barry. I requested that she tell me everything that is said and happens and where you go. I need to know you are honest. But as soon as you want you must finish with him and then stay with just me. Joan agreed and kissed me. She said I would not regret it. We walked home my legs like jelly. I was on the sofa when Joan said come help me get ready. I sat on her bed while she picked the right bra, suspenders, nickers, skirt and top. It was a head spinning event helping my girlfriend pick out a sexy outfit to go on a date with an older man. I drove her to work as normal and all she talked about was Barry, where he would take her, what would happen, she even asked me if she should have full sex on her first night. The humiliation was intense but I felt myself leaking cum as she spoke the words. I was already imagining him fucking her and her enjoying it a lot. I waited in bed for her to come home, she arrived at 12.30 pm so the date did not last long, I wondered if it was all over. When she came to bed she whispered are you asleep. She then told me what happened. He drove her to the train station car park and they kissed and kissed and kissed. Then he opened he blouse and unclipped her bar to fondle he tits and sucked her nipples. That was all that happened. I wanted to fuck her and felt her pussy, she was soaked. I thought I had better make sure she enjoys this tonight, so I went down on her. I can make her come every time like this. The same happened on Thursday night after work. He took her to the station park but this time he kissed her felt her tits and sucked her nipples then asked her to remove her nickers. Once he nickers were off he felt all round he pussy lifting her skirt out of the way so he could see it as he moved her lips around he found her clit and made her come. She said he had a lovely soft touch. She then continued to tell me how he asked her to take out his cock and play with it. He put his car seat back to give me plenty of room. She told me she zipped him down and put her hand inside his jeans He lifted is bum off the seat and undid his belt and button and pushed his jeans and pants down. She said this monster cock spank up as his jeans released it; honest it was so big I was mesmerized by it. He told her she could hold it, laughing it won't bite you. She gingerly moved toward taking hold of it when he made it flinch, she jumped back; he laughed again saying it was obvious she was not used to big ones. She replied your right its much bigger than I have every imagined, my boyfriends is a lot smaller less than half maybe even smaller than that. She said he laughed again saying poor him and poor you. He took her hand and placed it round his cock and started to move it up and down. He let go telling her "see you're now wanking you first big cock a real man's cock". She continued wanking him to his instructions, she felt very good taking his instructions and he told her she was quick learner. He thinks she was meant to have real cock as she really knew how to wank one good. He then said let's see if you can handle sucking a real man's cock. He took the back of her head and moves her toward his stiff cock. She told me how it got bigger as she wanked it and when she put its end in her mouth it was full. He gently pushed her on and then let go so he had her bobbing up and down on his cock. He told her to keep doing that, telling her she was doing really well and to keep going deeper to see how far she could get it in. He told her to keep going and asked her to be ready to swallow his cum. He told her not to worry but warned her there would be a lot more than her boyfriend. She just needed to keep making big gulps. He told her not to worry if she spilt some. She could lick it off his cock later. I was excited as hell and jumped in with asking how you do. She explained that she did swallow some but ½ she had to lick of his shaft and ball. I said not bad considering you have never swallowed cum before. She replied don't expect me to swallow yours; I think I can only do that for Barry. I was disappointed but accepted it. I asked did anything else happen she replied not yet. I asked was anything else said. She replied well on the way home he asked me how I felt so far. I told him very excited. He wanted to know how I was getting on with you. I told him we were fine. He asked what I thought you were doing. I told him that you knew I was seeing him. He asked if you knew why. I told him that I liked you a lot. He asked but does he know what we are doing. I told him that you know everything I promised to be honest with you. He said so he knows you out with me now. I told him yes and he knows we out last night and will be out tomorrow night. Fuck me and does he know why. I confessed I have told you that I am going out with Him and that you have accepted it. Fuck me so he knows we are going to have sex and he's fine with that. I said so we having sex tomorrow. He laughed and said you're keen. I am, having done what we have done so far I am a bit scared with your size. He laughed asking how does your boyfriend compare to me? I told him only seen two cocks and his a lot bigger. I was feeling a bit down at this but I knew I had to let her experience things and accept it or I would lose her anyway. She said she was so excited and asked me to lick her pussy and make her cum and then I could fuck her. She was on heat for sure and fucked me back like a wild cat. I was trying to sleep that Friday night, but my mind kept running over scenarios of Barry fucking Joan. I could not sleep. Eventually Joan arrived and slipped into bed next to me. Her first words to me were "do you still love me". I replied yes. Good she said because she had been a very naughty girl. She told me that they went to the railway park and she practiced more sucking on a big cock but he stopped her before she made him cum. He said we best get in the back. He opened a packet, gave a condom and told me to put it on him. I told him no need as I was on the pill. He smiled and told me I was a good girl. He fingered me a bit more and told me I was looking forward to this as I was very juicy. He got on top of me and started to enter me. He said I was very tight. It felt like was I still a virgin. I said my boyfriend has sex with me a lot. He said tell him he not doing it right you is far too tight. He stated to move in and out and I could feel myself climaxing like I do when you lick my clit. It was much more intense. When Barry grunted and spunked into me, he called me names. He apologised afterwards. I asked what he called you. He called me his dirty slut. Did you mind I asked? She said no in fact I now refer to myself as your girlfriend and his slut so I know where I am. I asked so how was it taking a big cock. She replied I climaxed about 3 times and he cums a lot about 10 times more than you. When I said I was all a mess he apologised and gave me some tissues. He said he was always a heavy cummer and guys with small balls like your boyfriend cannot make a lot of cum. Thanks for that I thought. Joan has told him I have a small cock, small balls, that I don't cum a lot and I know she is going out with him. If that does not make him big headed I don't know what would. Joan continued that she could really feel him and he went a long way up, she was proud she could manage it, but she has not. He told her she too tight he only got it in a bit. She will need to keep trying till she can take it all. No good if only a bit of his cock used. Joan said are we forgetting something. I want my clit licking before I go to sleep, do you not love me now I have started fucking Barry. I went down and before I arrived at her pussy I could smell the sex on her or in her. I hesitated but knew she would not be happy so I resolved myself and started licking her clit. Her pussy felt different it was puffed up and firmer but more juicy and her taste was more salty and bitter than normal. I now tasted my first buttered bum as we started to call them, a mix of his and her fluid. Joan continued to see Barry after work every Wednesday, Thursday and Friday and sometimes every night of the week when I was on afternoons or nights. He still visited the pub on Wednesdays and Thursdays. The other nights he managed to sneak out when his wife went to bed. The Start When on afternoons I would return home at 11 pm and Joan may be back already or I had to wait for her to arrive back. We developed some crude role play were she would tell me to get down. She got on her knees and lowered her pussy into my face telling me to eat my buttered bum. Sometimes she would sit on the sofa and tell me to crawl over and lick Barry's spunk out of her. When on nights I would watch her get ready to see him before I left for work. When I got home at 7.00 am, I would get in bed with her smelling of sex and cuddle her till she woke up. My breakfast would be served in her pussy. She used to say I hope it's not too stale. I remember the morning I got home from a night shift and found a card she had left me. It was stuck to the wardrobe door. I opened it reading a congratulations card. Inside she had written congratulations I can take all Barry's cock. This was great news we had talked about the day coming for weeks. Our joy was soon ended. Joan came home from work a few days later devastated that that Barry had finished with her. His wife was pregnant with his second child so he decided it was time to man up and stop messing around. The final nail in my coffin arrives a week later. Joan came home from work and told me Barry had stopped coming to the pub. Pete told her that Barry thought it best to stay away. Peter said he was a fool he could have continued seeing me. I had kept quiet for months no nagging about love or leaving his wife. Peter said its every guy's dream Barry told me your boyfriend knew all along and never caused any trouble. Peter asked her if she wanted to go out with him instead as he would appreciate her more and could take her out more as he was single. I know we had agreed months back that when it was over with Barry it was over. Joan and I agreed it was just us too from now on. I could not do it I needed the humiliation. I needed to help my girl get ready to go out with a real man as we became to refer to confident men with big cocks. I needed to lick men's cum from her and listen to her exploits. I asked and explained and justified to Joan why she should go out with Peter. She agreed explaining some new rules but that's another story. I was now a confirmed submissive cuckold not that we knew those descriptive words at the time.