REFLECTIONS

By dharmon

As I sat naked looking at myself in the mirror, I had to admit that, for a thirty year old housewife, I didn't look half bad. At 5 feet tall 115 pounds, I'm very petite and can usually pass for much younger than I am. In fact, just last week, I was out of town at a bar and they carded me at the door. I only have a thirty-four inch bust but very well defined nipples. In other words, when they're hard you can see them from a half mile away.
I've been married for 11 years, no kids, to a man who is 23 years older than myself. So what
am I doing getting ready to go out to a party and fuck a bunch of strangers?
It all started, about 5 years ago when my husband had a stroke. He drives a truck, and on the local run there is a lot of lifting and going up and down stairs. When the doctor said he couldn't do that any more he had to take a two night long haul that goes warehouse to warehouse with people to load and offload. We've been very happy, and I love him very much, and God knows he's willing; but whenever we have sex he has chest pains. I don't want him dying so I tend to make excuses when he is home.
When he's not home I used to go out with some of the girls, but that got really boring after awhile so I started going out by myself. One Tuesday night I had gone to a bar a couple of towns away because they had a "Live" band and I love to dance. I wore a 50/50 button-up dress ( that's button up on the side with one strap on the same side ), high top stockings and 3" heels. I looked pretty good but not overly sexy. I mean, it wasn't like I was looking or anything. Anyway, when I got to the bar at about 7 PM it was almost empty so I went up to the bar and ordered a drink. I started chatting with the bartender and he told me that it didn't start filling up until about 8:30, so I just sat there looking around. I should probably explain that I'm not a heavy drinker, mostly because I tend to get friendly when I get drunk, and it only takes about 3 or 4 drinks to get me there. So by the time the bar started filling up I'd already had 2 drinks and was working on a third. Now there were guys all around me touching caressing me as they got their drinks rubbing up against me as they stood behind me and I was starting to get a little excited. Finally the band started playing and some guy came up and asked me to dance, so I said OK and he led me out onto the dance floor. After a couple of fast songs they slowed things down and he pulled me closer. As we danced I could feel his hands running up and down my back and occasionally lingering on my ass. I was getting very hot so when he tilted my chin up and kissed me I kissed him back. I could feel his tongue on my lips and opened my mouth and sucked it in greedily. His hands were all over my body squeezing, kneading, teasing, until I thought I was going to scream. Suddenly he led me off the dance floor and into a dimly lit hallway where he started to unbutton my dress leaving only the top button which also held the strap. His hands were pinching my nipples and slowly he began kissing his way down my body, stopping and sucking each tit and twirling his tongue around each nipple. By now he had his fingers of one hand tracing the edges of my panties and stocking tops as he continued to run his tongue down my body until he got to my panties. Suddenly with one quick tug he had them at my feet and his mouth was covering my wet little pussy. I moaned and spread my legs, my hands resting on his head encouraging him. First he would suck at my clit for a few seconds then flick it with his tongue, then use his thumbs to open my pussy wide and drive his tongue deep inside me. He kept that rhythm until after a few minutes I had my first orgasm as I stood there leaning against the wall. In one quick move he stood up dropped his pants and drove his cock into me as he put one hand over my mouth to stifle my scream. He began to pound into me with hard deep thrusts that lifted me up off the floor until he placed his hands under my legs and lifted me up until it felt like I was being held up by only his cock. After a what seemed like forever he set me back down and turned me around. I could feel him lifting my dress until it was above my ass then felt the head of his cock pressing against my asshole. By now the gentleness had gone and he stuffed his pole into my ass until I felt the slap of his balls on my pussy. He continued to fuck me in the ass and whisper in my ear asking how I liked it as I begged for more. Finally I felt him stiffen and as he began to fill my ass with his cum I had a massive orgasm. We stayed like that for a few minutes until he finally pulled out He gently kissed the back of my neck and left, and as he walked away I heard a voice ask,
" Are you done?" and he answered " Yeah, she's all yours."
As I looked around I saw three men standing there with their cocks already out and hard and with no preamble one of them laid down on the floor while another wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up and carried me over until I was right above the one on the floor. He spread my legs and lowered me until I was straddling the one guy with his cock deep inside me. I felt his arms go around my back and hold me while the guy who had picked me up positioned himself and pushed his cock into my ass. I lay there twitching for a few minutes while two cocks savagely plunged in and out of my ass and pussy. Slowly, I began to feel myself getting hot again and started pushing back with each thrust. I could hear myself telling them to fuck me harder, begging for more as the third guy dangled his cock in front of me and I found myself greedily sucking it into my mouth. I started bobbing my head as I swirled my tongue around his cock and squeezed and fingered his balls. They continued to fuck all my holes, swapping places twice and eventually I felt them stiffen and thy began to cum inside of me and in my mouth. I swallowed hungrily determined to not waste a drop. When they were done, one of them went and found a wet cloth and they helped me clean up and get dressed. The only thing missing seemed to be my panties, but I didn't really care. The night was still young and this would make things easier.

to be cont…

story by: subthunder

Tags: fiction cheating wife sex story

Author: subthunder

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