Straight Female / 34
I've put myself into a stupid situation and don't know how to get out of it. And all because I thought my husband was cheating on me.
A friend saw my husband entering a house, who I just happened to know was an ex's house of my husband, or so I thought. He was in there for nearly two hours and as he came out, my friend who works across from the house, said he walked out putting his boots and t shirt back on. Then a female younger than him stepped up and kissed him.
That same night, I was out with my friend and some other female friends. And in the first bar we met up, that's where she told me about my husband.
In total disbelief, hurt, angry and wanting to get back at him, I walked over to two men who were playing pool. Both were in their late teens and both said yes to my suggestion. I bet them if I could beat them, they'd had to buy all our drinks for me and my friends until we left the bar, if they beat me (I'd never played before) I'd let them both fuck me. I lost the game easilly as I knew I would.
Asking the more muscular of the two if he knew of anywhere, he answered by telling he had a small flat close by. Ten minutes later I'd left the bar without telling anyone, and was on my knees in his front room, taking both of their cocks in my mouth one at a time. When they were both fully erect, I stripped almost naked leaving just my shoes on. I then had the slimmer of the two enter me from behind as I continued to suck on his more muscular friends cock. It was like an assault on my pussy as he rammed his cock into me and fucked me like his life depended on it. Unfortunately as I felt at the time, he came up my pussy in a matter of seconds. Still wanting to be fucked, I told the muscular guy to sit on his couch. Taking his cock facing him, I mounted his reasonable sized dick and began to slowly slide up and down on his cock shaft. It wasn't my night, as he too came in less than three of four minutes.
Only half an hour after leaving the bar, I was back in it and sat taking a drink from my friend who had told me about my husband. She asked where I'd been and I made some excuse about having to go home to get some more money. As we left the bar, the two lads entered and gave me a smile and a wink, as if they'd been the best lovers of my life.
I awoke late the next morning, my husband already up. I'd not woken him when I got in, not because I didn't want the confrontation, but becauase my niece had seen me later on in another bar. She came over and thanked me for passing on the message about her leaking pipe. Saying my husband had been round, got soaked fixing it, but managed to get it sorted. She added, she'd dried his t shirt, made him lunch and gave him a big sloppy kiss as she always did as a thank you.
How wrong could I have been, I'd totally forgotten she'd moved into a new house with her fiance. I didn't know the exact house, but I did know it was close to where my husband was seen. My friend had seen him coming out of my niece's house and his actions were totally innocent.
Now I'm left with the knowledge, I've fucked two young men on the premise he'd cheated on me, when in fact the only person to have cheated, was me. My husband and I sometimes drink in the bar I met the two teenagers and like most things that happen near to where we live, an older female fucking two young men, will get round the gr**e vine.
I've really dropped myself in the shit and don't know how to get out of it.
A friend saw my husband entering a house, who I just happened to know was an ex's house of my husband, or so I thought. He was in there for nearly two hours and as he came out, my friend who works across from the house, said he walked out putting his boots and t shirt back on. Then a female younger than him stepped up and kissed him.
That same night, I was out with my friend and some other female friends. And in the first bar we met up, that's where she told me about my husband.
In total disbelief, hurt, angry and wanting to get back at him, I walked over to two men who were playing pool. Both were in their late teens and both said yes to my suggestion. I bet them if I could beat them, they'd had to buy all our drinks for me and my friends until we left the bar, if they beat me (I'd never played before) I'd let them both fuck me. I lost the game easilly as I knew I would.
Asking the more muscular of the two if he knew of anywhere, he answered by telling he had a small flat close by. Ten minutes later I'd left the bar without telling anyone, and was on my knees in his front room, taking both of their cocks in my mouth one at a time. When they were both fully erect, I stripped almost naked leaving just my shoes on. I then had the slimmer of the two enter me from behind as I continued to suck on his more muscular friends cock. It was like an assault on my pussy as he rammed his cock into me and fucked me like his life depended on it. Unfortunately as I felt at the time, he came up my pussy in a matter of seconds. Still wanting to be fucked, I told the muscular guy to sit on his couch. Taking his cock facing him, I mounted his reasonable sized dick and began to slowly slide up and down on his cock shaft. It wasn't my night, as he too came in less than three of four minutes.
Only half an hour after leaving the bar, I was back in it and sat taking a drink from my friend who had told me about my husband. She asked where I'd been and I made some excuse about having to go home to get some more money. As we left the bar, the two lads entered and gave me a smile and a wink, as if they'd been the best lovers of my life.
I awoke late the next morning, my husband already up. I'd not woken him when I got in, not because I didn't want the confrontation, but becauase my niece had seen me later on in another bar. She came over and thanked me for passing on the message about her leaking pipe. Saying my husband had been round, got soaked fixing it, but managed to get it sorted. She added, she'd dried his t shirt, made him lunch and gave him a big sloppy kiss as she always did as a thank you.
How wrong could I have been, I'd totally forgotten she'd moved into a new house with her fiance. I didn't know the exact house, but I did know it was close to where my husband was seen. My friend had seen him coming out of my niece's house and his actions were totally innocent.
Now I'm left with the knowledge, I've fucked two young men on the premise he'd cheated on me, when in fact the only person to have cheated, was me. My husband and I sometimes drink in the bar I met the two teenagers and like most things that happen near to where we live, an older female fucking two young men, will get round the gr**e vine.
I've really dropped myself in the shit and don't know how to get out of it.
