Right then, where shall I begin?� Oh, I guess the beginning would be good!� My name is Yvonne, I�m Scottish, attractive (I think so anyway!), 41 years old, 5�4� tall, size 18 (does that make me a BBW?) voluptuous figure, shoulder length dark brown wavy hair, hazel eyes, 44 DD cup size for my breasts and I do shave my pussy even though it can be very itchy!

I currently live in a town on the North East coast of England.� I�m married (children left home) and really enjoying my freedom for the first time especially my new found freedom to indulge myself sexually!

It amazes me to think that only a few short months ago I was totally monogamous and quite frankly looked down my nose at anyone foolish enough to stray or play the field.� Even though I do say so myself I was definitely a big prude!

This all changed however when I took a job as a Chambermaid in a local Hotel. Minimum wage of course and an unflattering uniform (red polo shirt with the hotel logo on the right breast, knee length plain black skirt �barely black� tights, black bra and knickers, flat sensible shoes and a navy blue piny to complete the ensemble.�

However, unlike my last job I have no responsibility and no need to take work home with me either!� It�s a lovely place, small; only 15 rooms on 3 floors perched right on the coastal cliff with spectacular views of the North Sea especially when it�s stormy.

I�m a very sunny, happy, chatty and outgoing person so it didn�t take long to be accepted by the other staff and be involved in all the usual gossip and sniping that goes on in those sort of places which leads me to my epiphany and to having my first affair.

How did this life changing experience occur?� Well, as I mentioned I talk to everyone and the other staff generally confide in me because they�ve learned I don�t go telling tales.� Anyway I was busy cleaning the lounge/bar area and chatting with Adrian the Bar Manager when IT happened.� Adrian�s 22 years of age, 6�2� ish, slim with an attractive heart melting smile and not much older than my daughter so I suppose I was a kind of mother figure for him.� Well, whilst I was polishing the tables he was telling me his woes; split up with his long time girlfriend la, la, la� well I�m sure you can guess the rest!

I made the usual sympathy noises, told him the standard platitudes, you know: �I feel really sorry for you�, �I don�t know how your feeling but things are bound to get better�, that sort of thing.� Well when he had run down he looked very depressed so I instinctively walked over and gave him a cuddle, not something I had done with a non family member before.

Anyway, I put my arms around him, pressed myself firmly up against his body, looked up with an encouraging, supportive smile but what I was about to say caught in my throat as we gazed into each others eyes.� It�s very hard to describe but it�s like a giant spark jumped between us and time stopped as I became totally aware of his masculinity.� I felt my now sensitive nipples go hard through my uniform as my breasts squashed into his chest.� I felt the pressure of his hands on the cheeks of my bottom and the beginning hardness between his legs.�

We stood there together for what seemed an eternity but must have only been a few seconds before he slowly lowered his face to mine and gently kissed me.� I was too shocked even to close my eyes standing statue still as he continued the kiss, licking around the edges of my closed lips.� I just couldn�t help myself!� With a little groan of pleasure and heart beating ten to the dozen I closed my eyes and kissed him back, opening my mouth to let him have free access with his tongue which he took advantage of straight away, thrusting the tip in and out and then tonguing me so hard it made me feel like an inexperienced 16 year old!

As we kissed each other, I made no move to stop him as he moved his right hand slowly from my bottom, up my waist to cup my left breast.� He just left his hand there unmoving for a moment before sliding it into the gap between my piny and polo shirt, massaging my breast gently through the coarse material of my top and bra.� He then moved his left hand up from my bottom to the small of my back and pulled my waist hard against him as he began rubbing his tenting cock through his trousers and into my tummy.

I couldn�t believe it!� There I was having the most sexual kiss of my life with Adrian, and I was old enough to be his mum!� Of course it couldn�t last could it.� I heard loud voices in the corridor outside the main door to the lounge/bar.� Like a huge dash of cold water the voices brought me back to my senses.� I pushed Adrian away, and not looking at him ran out of the side door to the kitchen corridor, and upstairs into the laundry room where I locked myself in and tried to get my breath back and calm the pounding of my heart.� What on earth had I done?� Eventually I sorted myself out and managed to get through the rest of the morning in a semi-normal state.� Even though I didn�t see Adrian again that day I couldn�t get him, the kiss or how I felt out of my mind.

Next morning when I went to work I was as nervous as a virgin bride on her wedding night!� Luckily though I managed to steady myself down and concentrate on my work and with a lot of departures it was very busy and helped take my mind off things.

Around 11am I was in the laundry room ironing quilt covers when the door opened and Adrian walked in with a kind of knowing smile on his face. �He looked at me in that lazy way he has and brought me up with a start.� I stood stock still steaming iron in hand as he strolled confidently across the room to stand right in front of me, almost but not quite touching.� We just looked at each other in silence for a few moments till he broke the spell by reaching out and turning off the iron at the wall before taking it slowly from my unresisting hand and placing it on the ironing board.� Still not saying anything he slowly reached out, put his hands on my hips and pulled me unresistingly towards him.� My heart was pounding and my mind almost a complete blank as he kissed me, again probing my mouth with his tongue as I revelled in the erotic sensation of his hands roaming unresisted over my melting, eager body.

This time I fervently kissed him back immediately and made no objection as he pulled up my skirt and starting rubbing his fingers against my wet pussy through the material of my tights.� I also didn�t object as he put a hand underneath my polo shirt and also underneath my bra to cup, massage and tweak my 44DD breasts and nipples.� I daringly moved to touch his erection, initially through the material of his trousers, but after some fiddling till I found the zip, pulled it down, moved his underwear aside and started stroking his eager cock.

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Still not saying anything, with slow deliberation and looking into my eyes all the time he pulled my piny over my head and tossed it on the ironing board.� I then helped him do the same to my red polo shirt after which I� let him unsnap my black bra and let my large breasts fall free.� His next move was to cup both my pendulous breasts in his hands testing their weight, till I pulled his head down to take my right breast in his mouth.� It was utterly fantastic as Adrian flicked his tongue rapidly over my aureole and sensitive nipple before suckling and nibbling as much of my breast into his mouth as possible.� After a few moments of this he lifted my eager breast and licked my sweat off the sensitive underside before moving on to take control of my other breast, all the while fingering my pussy as I stroked his cock.

After paying attention to my breasts he moved his hands to my skirt, sliding the zip down till the waist band was slack enough for it to fall round my ankles.� Adrian then dropped to his knees in front of me and helped me first out of my shoes and then to pull the tights off my legs.� I just couldn�t believe it! There I was suddenly stark naked, with a hunky guy on his knees in front of me in the unlocked laundry room which anyone could just barge into at any time and the only thing I could think of was pleasing him in any way possible.� I didn�t care about consequences, only the moment.

Adrian again put his hands on my waist and holding me unresisting and still, began to kiss over my tummy, down my thighs and onto my shaved pussy, flicking his tongue over my puffy outer lips and tasting my inviting moistness inside.� Groaning with desire, I let him pull me down to my knees and then push me on my back on top of the dirty laundry bags.� He then stood up over me, and again with slow deliberation took off his shoes, trousers and underwear to leave him standing in his only his short sleeve shirt and socks with a 7� erection just for me!

We just looked at each other till I couldn�t stand it anymore, I had no fear of getting pregnant as I had had the coil fitted after my last child was born, so spreading my legs like a wanton slut I eagerly held up both my arms for him to come to me.� Adrian, still with a knowing smile complied, kneeling between my legs before covering me with his body.� By this point I was crazy to feel his throbbing erection inside of me so I grabbed his cock and directed it straight to the entrance of my hot pussy, whereupon he thrust into me deep, fast and hard, right up to the hilt, grinding his groin into mine.

I gasped in surprise and pleasure at the depth and fullness of the manhood inside me, wrapping my legs tightly round his thighs and buttocks as he just lay on top of me, unmoving for just a second.� He then began a slow rhythmic penetration pulling almost completely out of me, going slowly till only the rim of his cock was still buried before swiftly thrusting back deep into my womanhood.� I took his full weight on me as we fucked, with him mauling my naked breasts with his hands and mouth as I frantically kissed his face, shoulders and chest, clinging on for dear life with my legs still wrapped round him, fucking him back thrust for thrust, all the while scratching his back with my nails.

I lost count of the number of times he pounded into me breath rasping with effort.� I was mewling with pleasure each time his cock reached its full depth and felt my orgasm rising and rising till I actually screamed in release as I came with the most mind blowing orgasm of my life!� I think I may even have feinted for a few seconds but regained my senses just as he rammed his cock in me for the final time and pulsed his sperm deep into my womb.� I felt every single throbbing ejection of fluid and was totally, utterly spent, unable to move or say anything.�

After he finished Cumming inside me Adrian gave a short laugh and kissed me full and hard on the lips, a real smacker.� He then winked at me and proceeded to get up off my limp form.� I just followed his movements with my eyes as he put his pants, trousers and shoes back on and with a quick blown kiss left me sprawled totally naked and alone on the floor.� It seemed an age before I could even move let alone get my shattered thoughts back together.� I had been a virgin on my wedding night and never strayed in all my 20 years of marriage.� Sex with my husband had been good but nothing compared to how Adrian had made me feel, which on a scale of 1 � 10 was probably an 11.� As I slowly got up off the floor I felt some of his sperm start to run out of my pussy and down my leg.� I hesitated a second and then scooped it off my inner thigh with my index finger and tasted it, something I have never done before.� I then pushed two fingers curiously into my still wet pussy for another gob of Adrian�s cum and savoured its taste before slowly swallowing it and licking my fingers clean.� As I dressed myself I didn�t bother to wipe myself and let the stickiness of my pussy rub against my knickers, I just didn�t care.� I straitened my uniform and went shakily back to my ironing.�

Around 2pm as usual I went back down stairs, getting ready to head off home and bumped into Adrian waiting by the staff exit.� I was still in a bit of a state emotionally not having come to terms with being fucked by another man for the first time.� I averted my eyes and was about to walk past him when he grabbed my arm and said:

��Yvonne, hang on a sec� I want to talk to you�

I glanced down at his hand still holding my coat sleeve feeling very, very nervous and then looked up at him with mute enquiry.�

�Yvonne. �Make sure you wear slutty makeup for me when you come in tomorrow, don�t wear a bra, panties or those horrible tights.� Wear stockings and high heals instead okay?��

I just stared open mouthed and stunned by what he�d just said, totally unable to form any words of contradiction or denial.� When I didn�t answer immediately he shook my arm and said again but much louder� �OKAY?�� I nodded convulsively, anything to get out of there and made to move off but he pulled me to a halt again.��

�Look Yvonne, who would have thought you�re a dirty old whore and I know you want it so I�m going to fuck you whenever I like is that clear?� You belong to me just as long as I want you so do as you�re told and we�ll be fine yeah?�

I again nodded convulsively and pulling my coat out of his grasp fairly ran out of the hotel.� On my walk home I went over and over the events of the day in my head.� At first I couldn�t believe Adrian was so nasty to me after I had only tried to comfort him.� I also couldn�t get over the fact I had willingly cuckolded my husband, and yet enjoyed the best sex of my life with a man who subsequently called me a whore and totally disrespected me.� I was in total shock.� But you know what? �I still remembered what it felt like being pounded by his cock to the best orgasm ever.� I had even secretly enjoyed him calling me filthy names so I didn�t even consider quitting my job or telling my husband.� I was hooked.

The next morning I couldn�t get my husband out the house fast enough.� I rushed upstairs and had a quick shower, making sure my pussy was shaved so close the skin was soft and smooth.� After drying myself I went into the bedroom and with rising excitement brushed my hair down for a sexy look and then rummaged through my makeup bag thinking about the colours I would need to achieve the slut look Adrian demanded.� I carefully applied my foundation and decided on silver eye shadow to contrast with my hazel eyes, volumising black mascara for my eye lashes and a very kissable blood red lipstick for my mouth.� After that I painted my finger and toenails terracotta red and also sprayed my neck, breast, armpits and pussy liberally with a cheap perfume I had bought from the corner shop the previous evening.� I then fished out my sheer black hold-up stockings, being very careful not to ladder them, before pulling up my plain black skirt and putting on my red polo shirt and blue piny.� It felt extremely odd to have no bust support and my nipples swayed and rubbed uncomfortably against the material as I moved about.� Lastly I put on my 4� black heels and coat and set off with no little trepidation for work.� What the hell was everyone going to say when they saw me?

It didn�t take long to find out.� Ruth on reception did a double take as I walked into the foyer with the vacuum cleaner to start my shift.

�What�s happened to you this morning?� she said grinning at me, �You�re certainly looking different!�

Well I certainly hoped I was looking like a slut but of course I couldn�t tell her that could I!� So I just told her my husband was taking me for granted and I was trying to get him to notice me, mid life crisis etc.� We had quite a nice chat about it actually before I actually had to start work with guests starting to come down for breakfast.� I certainly turned a few heads as I went about my duties, which made me feel pretty good if you must know.� Every woman wants to feel attractive and that�s most especially true at my age.� I was very eager to see what Adrian thought but I couldn�t manage to bump into him all morning and was quite frankly getting a bit miffed by lunch time and still no Adrian.

I was in a fairly grumpy mood by 2pm I can tell you.� I had kicked off my high heels (sore feet) and was busily cleaning my last room of the day when Adrian turned up at last.� He looked me up and down, obviously inspecting my attention to his instructions and the cutting things I had been saying to him in my head disappeared in an instant.� I stood nervously looking at the floor and completely tongue and not knowing what to do with my polish and duster.

�Where�s you�re high heels?� he said to me in the sort of voice you would use to a dog you were angry with.� �I told you to wear high heals so why aren�t you wearing them.� Are you stupid or what?�

�Please don�t be mad with me Adrian� I begged �They�re over by the bed, I just took them off because I had sore feet, look I�ll put them on again now just like you want�.� I hurried over to the bed, dumped the polish and duster and quickly slipped the black 4� high heels back on my feet and moved back so he could see me in them.

He just looked at me thoughtfully and nodded slowly a couple of times.� �Not bad Yvonne, not bad at all, show me you stockings�

I pulled up my skirt immediately to show him my hold-ups and naked pussy displaying myself without any hesitation.� Adrian smiled and then walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.

�Okay, good, now get over here�.

Nervously, I moved to stand right in from of him waiting for his next instruction.�

�On you knees and suck my cock you dirty whore�

What!� I can count on one hand the number of times I�ve had my husbands cock in my mouth in the past 20 years.� It�s just not something I enjoyed doing and I certainly never sucked it.� I hesitated for a few seconds trying to tell him I didn�t want to but he took my decision away by grabbing me and pulling me down to the floor.� Unceremoniously he pulled off my piny and polo shirt to expose my naked breasts and very erect nipples.

�Look Yvonne, I�ll make it easy for you� as I watched passively he undid the belt and zip on his trousers and pushed them down round his ankles followed quickly by his underwear.� That 7� cock stood out to full erection holding my attention like a snake.�

�Well, we haven�t got all day!� Adrian said.

Hesitantly, I took his cock in my hands and started to gently wank him, something I�ve done for my husband many times and was quite comfortable with.� I moved my hands from the root of his cock all the way to the head rim and back down again.� A little tension seemed to go out of him as I did this and he grinned down at me.� I smiled back and relaxed a bit myself as he reached out and started playing with my breasts tweaking and pulling the nipples, which was painful but nice.�

We continued like this for a few minutes and I felt my pussy flood with excitement and my heart start to pound yet again.�

�Okay, I�m ready now, suck me, suck me into your mouth I want those red lips round my big cock, come on!�

Adrian was obviously getting impatient and I really wanted to tell him I couldn�t do it but I guess it was much too late because he just reached out and twisted my hair between his fingers and forced my head down till my lips touched his cock.

�Get on with it Yvonne, stop messing me about.� Now suck my cock!�

What could I do?� I shut my eyes opened my mouth wide and let him push the circumcised head of into my moist warmth. I tried to control the depth of his thrusting with my hands gripping the base of his manhood.� I started bobbing my head but it was quite difficult as he kept yanking on my hair.� I used my tongue to swirl around the sensitive cock rim, leaving lipstick stains around his shaft as he tried to thrust ever deeper.� I guess I must have been doing something right as he started thrust ever faster calling me dirty names, �slut�, �pig�, �fat whore� that sort of thing.� It just made me work even harder licking and sucking until finally he gasped and stopped dead spurting his ropes of sperm deep into my throat.� I slowly moved my lips up his shaft and over the cock helmet trying to maintain suction and not letting any cum escape till I kissed the little eye on the tip, my mouth full of white stuff.

It seemed the most natural thing in the world to open my mouth and display his cum before deliberately swallowing it.� Adrian just looked at me and grinned.

�Yvonne, that was fantastic, you give great head.� I suppose that comes with experience��

He leaned forward and kissed me briefly on the lips.�

�Your turn now yeah?�

What!� No way should he be able to go again.� My husband certainly couldn�t have done that and frankly would have been more interested in a cardboard box than in fucking me if he got to cum first.

Adrian pulled me up onto the bed and with assured movements stripped off his shirt and socks and then pulled my skirt off me.� All that time his cock remained hard so he was obviously still excited.� In no time I was laid on my back wearing only stockings and high heals with his body partially covering mine revelling in the feeling of gentle kisses to my face and breasts and his fingers in my now sopping pussy.� I was gasping with extreme pleasure in no time as his fingers rubbed over my clit and down between my pussy lips finishing up deep inside me, rubbing faster and faster with me moaning and twisting beneath him.� Finally I could stand it no more and reached my orgasm, crying out Adrian�s name as if I was calling god.� I had never reached such a place in my life before as that orgasm took me to.� My pussy had barely finished throbbing before he was pulling me onto my hands and knees.�

I knelt there like a bitch in heat, buttocks raised and pussy lips engorged and flushed dripping with juices.� He quickly moved to position himself behind me and grasping his cock and rubbing it up and down the entrance to my womanhood.� I could barely stand the exquisite pain as he grasped my hips firmly in both and hands and started to fuck me doggy style.� It�s a good name for it as I was his bitch at that moment pushing back against his thrusts, feeling the slap of his balls against my bottom until I could feel the pulsing of his big cock that signalled a flood of sperm into my womb.

�Oh yeah, Yvonne that was really fantastic, you�re a really good fuck!�� We stayed still in the doggy position for a few moments recovering then I gasped as he suddenly pulled out of me.� I flopped onto the bed and watched him put his clothes back on feeling totally sated and relaxed.

Once dressed, he crawled over to me on the bed and kissed me very gently.�

�Okay then Yvonne, I know you�re off tomorrow (Friday) so I�ll catch you later today, don�t leave without seeing me first though because I�ve got some plans for you�.

With that he hopped off the bed and without a backwards glance left the room.� It took me ages to sort myself out, dress, fix my makeup and start to feel normal again.� I was walking on air quite frankly.� Eventually I finished cleaning the room and went through the routine chores at the end of my shift.� I managed to find Adrian alone behind the bar and asked him what he wanted.

�Well Yvonne, I was thinking we could go to a motel for a dirty weekend, what do you say?�

Oh god yes I wanted to, but how could I without compromising myself, I really didn�t want to get divorced.

�But my husband��� I started.

�Look, find some sort of excuse. It doesn�t really care what it is.� I�ve got a motel room booked because Jackie and I were all set for this weekend before we had the fight and she dumped me so now you�re got a chance to replace her okay?�

What was I to do?� I was totally hooked on Adrian by now and the pleasure he gave me but I definitely didn�t want to make my husband suspicious, I wasn�t going to be that stupid!

Sod it!�

�Okay, I�ll sort something out, I really do want to go with you but I�ll need some more details about times and stuff to come up with a good one�.

When you think about it, the best way to get away with a lie is if it�s almost the truth and obviously if you�ve never been caught lying before!� After I figured that out it was fairly easy to come up with a reasonable excuse.� I would tell my husband that my best friend Diane from school whom he didn�t like and avoided like the plague whenever we went back home had suffered some sort of emotional trauma and needed me this weekend.� I would go up by train (I never drive there on my own) so my husband would actually help by dropping me off at the station.� All I needed to do was phone him every day and he wouldn�t be suspicious.�

Adrian�s heart melting grin beamed out at me and we finalised the details, what time to pick me up and drop me off, what clothes and make up I was to bring with me all the details of a secret assignation.� After a quick kiss I started on my way home feeling like Christmas was just around the corner.

Everything went well at home.� When I told my husband about Diane and her problem the only thing he said was �Good!�� I went through the pantomime of checking train times and fussing about as I always do when I�m going away.�� He wasn�t at all suspicious and I had no trouble convincing him everything was fine.�

Saturday morning, 10am I was waving my husband goodbye after he dropped me off outside the station wearing my long knee length raincoat and carrying my overnight bag.� Adrian was due to pick me up at 10.30am so I had 30 minutes to sort myself out.� I walked quickly to the station toilets (which are quite frankly smelly and disgusting!) and locked myself in a cubicle in the ladies.� Taking off my coat I opened up my overnight case on the toilet seat and stripped off my sensible travel clothes including socks and shoes so that I was totally nude.� I then put a studded black leather dog collar (bought from a pet shop the previous day) round my neck after which I pulled on my black leather teddy with red lacy trimming, red silky knickers, stockings and suspenders.� I then put on my red patent high heals and stuffed all my other clothes back in the case.� Taking out my makeup bag and a mirror I quickly put dark blue eye shadow around my eyelids, black mascara, and black lipstick.� I then sprayed myself with cheap perfume and brushed my hair back into a severe ponytail.

10 minutes to go!� I shoved my makeup bag, brush and mirror back into the case put on my coat and taking a deep breath opened the door to the cubicle and took a shocked look at myself in the mirror opposite.� I looked like a whore!� No time to have second thoughts now!� I grabbed my case and headed for the pick up point by the main entrance to the station, trying to ignore the feeling of everyone looking at me.� I was scared but more than that I my pussy was dripping wet with excitement.

10.40am, and I�ve been standing trying and utterly failing to look inconspicuous waiting for Adrian to turn up.� Some people in the morning crowd were openly staring at me by this point some disgusted, some contemptuous and some probably thinking how much I cost!

At last, 15 minutes late he turned up grinning at me my whorish appearance.� Totally flustered I grabbed the back door to the car and fairly flung my case in before flinging myself into the front seat.� I was just starting to have a go at him whilst putting on my seat belt, when he deliberately reached over and undid my coat, exposing my semi naked body for his inspections. �

�Well done Yvonne, you look absolutely gorgeous!��

Whey the hell did I get so tongue tied!� I just gave him a glare and turned to look out of the windscreen as we pulled away, trying to ignore all the faces still staring at us, but feeling secretly pleased for all that.

�Spread your legs� Adrian instructed as we drove along.

I was quite happy to comply and spread my knees apart as far as they would go.� He took one hand off the wheel and started to stoke my inner thigh over the smooth material of my stockings to occasionally probe my now sopping wet pussy through my knickers stopping his exploration with his hand only to change gear.� I just sat there with my eyes closed moaning occasionally and absorbing the sensations of his gentle touch on my womanhood.�

By the time we reached the motel I was in a right state, totally flushed, flustered and desperate to feel Adrian�s cock in my mouth and in my pussy.� I was almost hopping from one foot to another with anticipation as he paid the bill for a one night stay taking his time and enjoying the reaction of the distracted receptionist as she tried to process credit card transaction whilst almost but not quite looking at an obvious whore wearing a dog collar, coat and not much else.

As soon as the door to our room closed behind us I only had time to drop my overnight case before Adrian grabbed me and started French kissing me hard and passionately.� I kissed him back just as passionately, ripping my coat off and letting him have free access to maul my breasts as I was frantically trying to get his cock out of his trousers.� At this point Adrian shoved me away so that I almost fell over.

�What?� I couldn�t believe he�d pushed me like that what�s wrong?

He just grinned at me.

�Get down on your hands and knees you bitch!��

As I hesitated a second his face clouded over and he took a step forward, grabbed me, and pushed me peremptorily down on the knees.�

�Bad bitch� he said and smacked me hard 5 times on my bottom leaving red imprints on the white globes.� I was not so much hurt as shocked at being smacked.� I opened my mouth to protest as this definitely hadn�t been what I was expecting but he just smacked my bottom again.

�Bitches don�t talk� he informed me coldly.� �You�re going to learn obedience to my every wish and be punished if you don�t understand?�

�I nodded my head and started to say yes but he just smacked me again.

�Bitches only make bitch noises so you can bark, whine or wag your tail, but you�re much too stupid to talk.� Now show me you understand by wagging your tail�.

He smacked me again and then again without saying anything else.� I suddenly got the idea and started waggling my bottom and nuzzling his crotch making little begging noises in my throat.

�Good girl!�� Adrian patted me on the top of the head and then ordered me to �stay� as he went over to the bed and stripped off whilst I waited on my hands and knees for his next instruction.

Sitting on the edge of the bed he snapped his fingers at me and I crawled over till my face was in his lap.� He grabbed my ponytail and pushed my head down to his feet.

�Lick my feet and toes bitch�

I complied immediately. Kissing each toe individually and sliding my wet tongue in between each toe before licking the instep and soles of his feet.� I had never done anything like this in my life before but I never considered anything else but pleasing Adrian.

When he�d had enough foot worship he grabbed my ponytail again and pushed my face into his crotch.� I started kissing and lapping at the shaft from the root of his crotch to the rim of its bulbous pink head to the little eye that was beginning to leak pre-cum which I sucked away as soon as it appeared.� I then took the head in my mouth and started bobbing up and down directing his cock into the side of my cheek.� As Adrian got more excited he started pulling on my pony tail interrupting the rhythm of hard cock penetrating my wet mouth.�

�You dirty whore!� he shouted at me just as he came in great groin throbbing spurts filling my mouth with his white sperm.� I stopped bobbing my head and gently tongued the rim of his cock till he finished pumping.� He pulled my head roughly away from his still fully erect manhood and ordered me to open my mouth and swallow so he could see me do it.� Swallowing with your mouth open isn�t the easiest thing in the world but I managed it to his satisfaction.

�Get up on the bed bitch� Adrian dragged me up onto the bed by my hair and then pushed me down onto my back with my hips hanging over the edge of the mattress.� He then stood up, grabbed a couple of pillows to stuff under my buttocks and raising my hips before ripping off my red knickers and driving his cock deep into my pussy making me gasp in pleasure.� He then proceeded to pound away at me as fast and hard as he could with me hanging onto his waist for dear life, his hands grasping my ankles and keeping my legs widespread.� Besides doing it doggy style it�s one of my favourite position because of the depth of penetration and boy was Adrian getting in deep! ��

I almost screamed aloud as I came and it was absolute torture as he kept pounding away at my abused pussy.� There�s a kind of exquisite sensation that a woman gets after she�s cum and as he didn�t slacken his pace I orgasmed a second time almost crying with the pleasure/pain sensation of it.� Adrian then gave a loud grunt and started pumping inside me again collapsing on top of me so I could hardly breathe.

I just cuddled him in my arms gently stroking his back and thighs as he covered me with his weight.� After about 5 minutes he raised himself up on his elbows and grinning gave me a gentle kiss.� I could still feel his hard erection inside me and commented on how unbelievable he was.

�Its the Viagra!� he replied, smiling down at me. �I don�t want to waste this weekend so I thought I would take out a little insurance.�

Fair enough then.� I sure wasn�t going to complain, not after the performance so far!�

Adrian climbed up onto the bed and lay on his back with his massive erection pointing up in the air.

Beckoning me over he said �Ready to try again Yvonne?�

Well I guess I wasn�t a bitch for the moment which was probably a good thing as all that hair pulling was bound to give me a headache.� I crawled over to Adrian and sat myself astride his hips, letting his cock sink deep inside me.� I savoured the fullness for a few moments and slowly started riding him as he held my waist before moving to fondle my breasts.� This time I felt totally in control and rode him to meet my own pleasure which he didn�t seem to mind at all his cock still hard inside me.� I had never experienced anything like this before in my life.� Feeling the pleasure start to well up inside me again I began bouncing up and down in a frenzy, taking the lord�s name in vain every time I thrust my pussy down on his cock.� I just couldn�t stand it anymore and screamed Adrian�s name as I came for the third time and sprawled all over him, totally spent.

I don�t remember what happened next but I guess I must have fallen into an exhausted sleep because the next thing I remember is waking up in bed next to Adrian on the bed who was watching telly and stuffing his face with a sandwich, so obviously he�d been out somewhere whilst I slept.

�How do you feel Yvonne?�� He said, still watching telly.� How did I feel?� A little sore but very relaxed and very fulfilled, like I�d been to heaven and back!� The smug git seemed very pleased with himself when I told him but I guess he had a right to feel smog about the affect he had on me.

I was bursting for the loo at that point so I went to the bathroom and sorted myself out.� Stripped off my sweaty bask, brushed my hair, fixed my makeup and washed my aching pussy with cool water.� Feeling much refreshed and wearing only �my stockings I crawled back into bed cuddling into my sexy young lover.� He switched off the telly and snuggled down beside me so that we were lying facing each other.

He then started caressing my buttocks, waist, armpits and breasts, tweaking and pulling my nipples so they became erect again.� I reached down for his ever hard manhood and started gently wanking him, feeling my eager pussy begin to flood yet again.� I directed his cock between my swollen labia hooking one leg over his waist to ease the penetration and feeling it slide inside me like a big python.� He then began moving his hips back and forward popping the head of his cock in and out of welcoming pussy.� The outside of my pussy lips is the most sensitive part of my womanhood and it didn�t take long for the constant teasing of his cock to start driving me crazy.� I grabbed his head and pulled it down onto my breast so that he began to suckle me like a baby.� Biting my nipples and swirling his tongue rapidly around the aureole.� I heat was pounding and I was gasping for breath as I orgasmed yet again, begging him to stop as he kept fucking me till I felt the familiar flood of his sperm in my womb.

Holding him convulsively I couldn�t believe how out of control I felt or how much power Adrian had over me.

For the rest of our time in the hotel we just lay in bed cuddling, watching telly eating a few snacks, making love I can�t ever remember having a better time in my life.

Next morning we had a shower together, soaping each other bodies in turn exploring every familiar nook and cranny.� I knelt down in front of him warm water streaming over both of us and sucked him off.� Bobbing my head in a quick rhythm and being careful not to touch his shaft with my teeth.� He was still able to spunk in my mouth despite the number of times he�d emptied his balls and I enjoyed the last swallow of the weekend.�

11am on Sunday and Adrian has left me outside the entrance to the railway station feeling tired, happy and very unstable on my feet.� My husband picked me up on time and we chatted about Diane and what he�d been up to whilst I�d been away the usual trivia of married life.� Looks like I had managed to get away with my first dirty weekend! ���������

Monday lunchtime I went looking for Adrian having felt extremely horney all morning.� My knickers were absolutely sopping as I relives the weekend�s events.� Surprisingly I couldn�t find him anywhere so I asked Ruth in reception where he was, making up an excuse as to why.�

�Oh, didn�t you know he quit on Friday��� She didn�t seem to notice my shock or lack of response as she gave me all the details.� It seems he�d gotten back together with his girlfriend and they were going to get married!� He was going to move down to her parents in London and set up home there.� I couldn�t believe it!� Adrian had spent the weekend fucking me six ways from Sunday and not a hint about him leaving or getting back with his girlfriend!

Bloody men!

I don�t know how I managed to keep my feelings from showing but I managed to say something innocuous and stomped off back to work feeling really peeved and frustrated.� I was still in this state a few minutes when I knocked on the door to room 7 and hearing no answer unlocked the door with my passkey as usual and went in.

There stood this middle-aged balding fat guy wearing only his Y-fronts.� I started to apologise and leave the room but he said go ahead and clean anyway and that he didn�t mind.� Normally I would have left anyway and my only but this time I mentally shrugged my shoulders and carried on with my routine.� As I worked straitening the bed etc he began chatting with me which progressed quickly to very bad flirting.� He was actually so bad it was kind of funny so I didn�t object when he talked about how hot and sweaty I must be in my uniform and how flattering it was to my figure, the usual sort of rubbish men say when they want something.

I caught him staring at me when he thought I wasn�t looking which wasn�t as gross as it sounds because I was way passed being prudish after Adrian and I quite enjoyed the affect I was having on him and that I was obviously still attractive to men.� I deliberately bent over with my back to him displaying my bottom through the tight material of my skirt and saw his cock jerk up inside his pants bringing a little smile to my face. ��

When I went into the bathroom, I pretended not to notice as he followed me and accidentally/ deliberately brushed against my bottom.� I gasped in mock surprise and turned round to face him polish in one hand and duster in the other and told him to be more careful.�

He obviously thought it was his lucky day because he reached out and cupped my left breast, squeezing it through my piny and put his other hand inside his y-fronts to wank himself off.� I hesitated as he stared at me bust, squeezing and massaging my boob quite roughly actually..

Okay, I know he wasn�t any kind of poster boy with his bald head, fat gut and hairy body but despite being mad about Adrian dumping me I was still very frustrated and horny.� I needed some release from all the emotional and physical stress so I thought to myself why not?

I deliberately put the duster and polish on the sink and reached out for his cock pulling the material of his pants to give it some freedom I started to wank him.�� Since I�d taken over control of his cock he now had both hands free to play with my tits, squeezing them twisting them hard enough to make me wince.

I could tell he was definitely getting more excited as my thumb brushed the pre-cum from the eye of his cock and his started to wheeze so bad I thought he might have a heart attack!� After a few minutes I guess he couldn�t stand it any more because he stopped massaging my breasts and roughly turned my compliant body round and bent me over the sink.

He then pulled my skirt up over my waist and stopped in surprise for a second when he found I was only wearing stockings and no knickers.� He shoved his fingers inside my pussy which was starting to lubricate and then guided his eager cock inside my hot moist womanhood.� The guy wasn�t as big as Adrian but he was certainly enthusiastic grabbing my hips and fucking me like a demented gerbil occasionally slapping my bottom cheeks and telling me how much I was enjoying it.

He began to shout �I�m cumming, I�m cumming� and then rammed his cock right up to the hilt inside me and began spurting.� I tried to stand up from over the sink but he just pushed me roughly back down again and started fingering my pussy.� Shoving four fingers inside and rubbing my clit with his thumb.� I started to squirm and moan as he fisted my pussy pushing back onto his hand as hard eyes I could, eyes closed and biting my lip savouring the sensation as I built to a shattering climax!

He let me up after that and pushed his fingers in my mouth for me to lick and suck clean of my juices.� Goes to show that even the normal looking guys have something to offer!� He didn�t say anything as I sorted myself out and quickly finished cleaning the bathroom.� However, as I was about to leave he stopped me and gave me 40 quid.�

�A tip darling�

I didn�t know whether I should laugh or cry but as he shut the door on me I thought I had fucked him for free without any thought of being paid and frankly it gave me a nice feeling to actually be a whore for real and not just pretend.

Well, that was the start of my sexual adventures with may more to come so I hope you enjoyed it!