When we married like every other couple, I promised to stay faithful. Yet even though we've only been married four years, I've found my libido is now much higher than my husbands, and he's only two years older than me.
My solution was I guess like probably many married women, fingers and a secret dildo for some time. Then in April last year (2016), our extension on our house was started. Right away I caught some of the builders eyeing me up, especially a younger guy who to me looked a little weedy to be a builder. About two weeks into the build, I'd just walked out of the kitchen and was about sit in the lounge. My husband was at work and the builders, I thought, were in town on their lunch break. When I turned to see the young guy stood on our stairs sniffing a used pair of my knickers, whilst stroking a huge erect cock.
He went totally pale when he saw me and started to stutter about being sorry. But in a flash I knew it was a chance to have sex with someone who obviously found me attractive and had a massive cock. Stepping up to him, I took hold of his cock and walked him and me up the stairs. Knowing we didn't have lots of time, and that he was already erect, I knelt on my bed, lifted my skirt and had him rip off my knickers. Telling him to fuck me, I didn't need to ask twice as his giant cock slid inside my pussy. It was like my first time being fucked. His cock was that big it spread my pussy wide and had me on the verge of orgasm withina few strokes. When I did cum, I orgasmed the like of which I'd never done before and found myself begging him not to stop. The orgasm just carried on as he fucked me harder and harder. Then slapping ym arse, he bucked deeper into me and unloaded deep up my pussy. Leaving his cock in for a minute or two, I asked him not to say anything to his mates and definitely not my husband. Pulling out of me, he said "Not if I can fuck you again, I won't".
The build lasted almost ten weeks. In that time I had sex with the young guy over fifty times. Sometimes two to three times a day, whenever we got the chance to suck and or fuck. And in all that time we didn't once come close to being discovered. And it was that, that had me deciding from then on, if my husband couldn't keep me happy in the bedroom, I'd find other men who could. It just so coincided that the next man to fuck me, was another builder, but he was working on next doors house.
He called round for some water as theirs was shut off for a short period for work. I found him charming and had his cock up my pussy from behind, in our kitchen ten minutes after first meeting him. Most days after my first taste of his cum, as he spurted in my mouth after having me sink down, he'd call by for something or other and we'd end up fucking. I told him from the start I didn't want him to make love to me, but to fuck me as hard and rough as he wanted to. I was his fuck slut for over a month and by the time the work was done next door, the fifty one year old knew all about my body and how much I'd begun to enjoy anal sex.
And so it has gone on. I've had eight different men fuck me since last April. One of whom had become a regular sexual partner. He knows the parameters of our sexual relationship, and I don't let it get past those ideals. I want him for his sexual stamina and his magnificent cock, but not his weedy looking builders body or his feelings towards me.
And as of last month it's gotten easier for us to fuck, as my husband has to work away every Monday to Wednesday, coming back Wednesday night. By the time he's home on Wednesday, I've had my weekly boost of sex and then some. Often fucking through the night.
It's a definite if I got caught, my marriage would be over. But the way I see it, if I didn't get the sex I want and need, it'd be over also.