In a "I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours" chat about ex partners, I also asked my husband if he'd ever cheated on me or wanted to. He confessed to having his cock sucked by an old friend of mine after we'd been together for about five months, someone who I now don't see anymore. About to move on, a little hurt, he then quickly added "Plus I once fucked a girl when I went on ****'* stag weekend".
I couldn't say anything for a while as I was so shocked and angry. I expected him to say something about my old friend as I'd been told she'd given him a blow job, but I didn't expect his confession about fucking some slut in Brighton.

Even though we went on to have sex that night, I couldn't stop thinking about him fucking another woman a year after we'd been married. Still very angry the next day, I phoned a girlfriend of mine Sophie, and broke down over the phone. She suggested I call by her place, so half an hour later I was sat next to her on her couch.
In tears we were chatting when Sophie reached over, pulled me to her and kissed me. I'm not going to say I've never had any female sexual contact in my youth, because I have, but nothing since I began to enjoy men and their cocks. So feeling her lips kissing mine, I responded and we were soon kissing passionately for real.
Everything just went from there, as Sophie and I ended up naked on her couch, licking out each others pussy's. We spent over an hour teasing and pleasing one another, making each other orgasm over and over again. Then Sophie lead me into her bathroom as we showered together. We were still in the shower when her husband arrived home early from work.

He popped his head into the bathroom and said hello, as if it was perfectly normal to find his wife showering with another woman. And then he stripped naked right there and then.
My husband has a reasonably large penis, but nothing like Sophie's husbands cock. Not only is it longer than my husband's, it's also a lot thicker. Watching him stroke himself making his cock become erect, Sophie said she'd text him earlier, and if I wanted to I could remain in the shower with him.
Sophie got out and Greg her husband got in beside me. He didn't say anything, but placed my hands onto his cock. I looked at Sophie to see her playing with herself, and to see her smile at me. Squatting down, I took my friends husbands cock into my mouth and started another hour of sex, which involved both Greg and Sophie.
By the time I was having yet another orgasm, I had Greg fucking me from behind on their bed, and had Sophie's beautiful pussy pushing into my face.

At home that night as my husband fucked me, all I could think about was Sophie and Greg. Imagining it was them making love to me. It's not stopped at one occasion either, as Sophie and Greg's home has been a place I've frequently visited over the last four months. Any true love I had for my husband went when he told me he'd fucked another woman. And any chance of me stopping having sex with other people from now on has also gone. If it's not Sophie and Greg, or just Sophie. Then I'm sure from now on I'm going to enjoy myself with others.