After hearing and then finding out for definite, my husband had sex with a stripper/dancer only three days before we got married, I arranged to go out with some girlfriends of mine to try and drink myself to forgetfulness.
It had been a whole year since we got married and a week since I'd first found out, so all that time I'd held in my emotions trying not to believe he'd do such a thing. Then at the start of night with the girls, I told them about what my husband done.
Drinking constantly throughout the night, not taking much notice of where we were or even which part of town we were in. I didn't really comprehend when two men began to undress and dance in a seedy bar we'd gone into, were actually dancing for me. Only when they began to wave their extremely large cocks in my face, did I fully grasp what the girls had done. The dancing and cock play got well out of hand, and I found myself sucking on one guys cock, as the other guy began to play with my wet pussy through my knickers.
One of my friends ushered me and the guys into a back room, which was partly furnished with a long deep leather sofa. Telling me to enjoy myself she closed the door behind her. I was undressed completely and then had what I can only describe as some of the filthiest sex of my life. Both men had me sucking on their cocks and both men were licking, fingering and then fucking both my pussy and arsehole.
My husband doesn't like anal sex at all, but with previous boyfriends, I'd enjoyed lots of backdoor action. So to have both of the young fit well built guys wanting to fuck my arse felt sordid yet amazing. By the time we'd all finished having sex, I'd actually fucked and orgasmed my way sober. The final act of my sexual revelation with the two men as my girlfriends entered to see if I was ok, was having both men fucking me at the same time.
The men got paid quite a bit extra for their services and we left the bar to head out to a night club. I'd only just gotten myself a drink after returning from the ladies, when I saw one of the stripper/dancing guys walking over to me. He asked me if it was my Hen party, when I told him why the girls had done what they had, he asked me if I wanted to go for round two.
Phoning my husband outside the club to tell him I was staying at a friends home, I then let the girls know I was going to stay at a nearby hotel. And to cover for me if my husband wanted to know the following day where I'd been.
Walking the short distance from the club to the hotel, we were joined near the hotel front entrance by the second guy who'd fucked me earlier.
Round two was if anything far dirtier than the first sex we'd all had. I was stone cold sober for a start, and knew precisely why I was letting each of them fuck my mouth pussy and arsehole. Again I took them both at the same time, only in the hotel room it was much more of me encouraging them to fuck me that way. I became hooked on the feeling their far larger cocks were giving me, and had a series of climaxes that had me begging them for more.
It was becoming light by the time I fell asleep. I'd just sucked each of them clean after being fucked double up my arsehole. The last thing I remember before falling asleep, was one of the men telling the other, I was the dirtiest slut he'd ever fucked.
Back at home the same afternoon, my husband asked me if I stayed at a particular girlfriends house. I knew her husband worked with my husband sometimes, so I knew he'd ask him. Telling my husband I stayed with another girlfriends of mine, he just shrugged and said "That figures".
It was to me at the time of going out, a one off. I hadn't gone out with the girls to fuck other men. It was their idea. Yet I knew going back to the hotel what I was doing and why. I also knew taking the guys mobile numbers and arranging to meet them again the following week, was beyond revenge, it was infidelity.
I showed up expecting to meet both men again at the same hotel, but only the young man who had been in the night club turned up. It turned out the other man had a partner. I stayed in the hotel room with him for over two hours sucking, licking, fucking, and tonguing each others cum cream up. And then having it all again and again and again.
It was walking through the door back home with my husband having made us a wonderful meal, and then seducing me by going down on me as I tried to eat the small dessert he given me, that had my guilty feelings raise their heads.
Deleting the young mans number from my phone, a number I'd put down as Paula, not a mile away from his real name, I decided that was that.
Even though I've been tempted a few times since my resolution to make our marriage work, rather than fuck it away with a young guy who only saw me as an older slut, I've kept to my own promise to myself. However I am finding that I miss terribly being fucked in the arse. It's something I'm either going to have to come to terms with, or find someone to be my anal lover.