Straight Female / 29
Just got onto the train back home. Hope my husband who'll meet me when I get off, won't want to have his formal religious sex when we reach home. That's because my pussy and arsehole are so sore from a weekend of pretty much endless sex.
I told my husband it was a management training course I was going on. When in fact I met three of my southern colleagues at a hotel and fucked each and everyone of them from Friday evening, to this morning (Sunday).
I knew before I set off, why I was heading down to London, so it was no surprise to meet them all at a bar close to my hotel.
Even before we left the bar, I'd sucked two of their cocks and had my pussy fingered.
Reaching my room in the hotel I was stripped, then thrown onto the bed. Each of the three men undressed as I played with myself. When I sucked in my first cock, I was immediately entered from behind. And from that point onwards I became a three hole fuck piece for their large cocks. It was such a thrill to be fucked like I was being, by three men who knew how to excite and pleasure a woman. That was after eight months of sexual abstinence and frustration. Eight months where my husband had refused me sex, because of his new found love of Jesus Christ.
What's strange, is the day after I arranged this visit, my husband and I did have sex, but it was very safe vanilla sex, performed almost without emotion. I didn't cum, not anywhere near, but I faked I had.
I had no need to fake anything as I orgasmed on more occasions over the two days I spent with the three men, than I'd done during our two years of marriage. Our only real break other than sleep and showering, was to have dinner on Saturday night. Even then as we sat in the restaurant, I was MADE to suck off a young waiter when one of my colleagues dared me to blow him. I did so as my colleagues watched on in our eating booth.
The final night was a blur of cocks as I was fucked time and again, multiple times taking all three cocks at once.
The last chance I had to have sex was at the train station. I'd accepted a lift by one of my colleagues and we fucked on the car park. I didn't care that at one point a security guard was watching us fuck. Indeed I smiled at him as my colleague was fucking my arse and dumping his cum deep inside my rear hole.
The train gets in at my home station in just under two hours from now. I hope my colleagues cum will be clear of my arse by then.
I told my husband it was a management training course I was going on. When in fact I met three of my southern colleagues at a hotel and fucked each and everyone of them from Friday evening, to this morning (Sunday).
I knew before I set off, why I was heading down to London, so it was no surprise to meet them all at a bar close to my hotel.
Even before we left the bar, I'd sucked two of their cocks and had my pussy fingered.
Reaching my room in the hotel I was stripped, then thrown onto the bed. Each of the three men undressed as I played with myself. When I sucked in my first cock, I was immediately entered from behind. And from that point onwards I became a three hole fuck piece for their large cocks. It was such a thrill to be fucked like I was being, by three men who knew how to excite and pleasure a woman. That was after eight months of sexual abstinence and frustration. Eight months where my husband had refused me sex, because of his new found love of Jesus Christ.
What's strange, is the day after I arranged this visit, my husband and I did have sex, but it was very safe vanilla sex, performed almost without emotion. I didn't cum, not anywhere near, but I faked I had.
I had no need to fake anything as I orgasmed on more occasions over the two days I spent with the three men, than I'd done during our two years of marriage. Our only real break other than sleep and showering, was to have dinner on Saturday night. Even then as we sat in the restaurant, I was MADE to suck off a young waiter when one of my colleagues dared me to blow him. I did so as my colleagues watched on in our eating booth.
The final night was a blur of cocks as I was fucked time and again, multiple times taking all three cocks at once.
The last chance I had to have sex was at the train station. I'd accepted a lift by one of my colleagues and we fucked on the car park. I didn't care that at one point a security guard was watching us fuck. Indeed I smiled at him as my colleague was fucking my arse and dumping his cum deep inside my rear hole.
The train gets in at my home station in just under two hours from now. I hope my colleagues cum will be clear of my arse by then.
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