Chapter 1: Sue

My name is Alison. I’m pretty cute, even if I say it myself. But despite that, when I got married, my husband David was the only guy I’d ever had sex with. He bragged about it to some of our friends too, which was a bit embarrassing. I’m sure it made them want to be the second to penetrate me. You’ll have to wait to find out who won that particular competition.

Let me tell you about my body, I’m sure you’d like to know. I’ve got brown hair. I’m 5′ 4″ tall, slim with nice firm 34B breasts with little nipples. I’m at the gym and dance classes several times a week so I’ve got nice shapely legs. See, I said I was cute.

It all happened one weekend. There were meant to be four couples sharing a house in a beach resort. David and I. Ed and Sue who were married. Brian and Michael and their girlfriends. But at the last moment, the girlfriends couldn’t come. Then, another mutual friend invited David and Ed to go deep-sea fishing. They wouldn’t be back until evening. Sue and I were too naïve to realize that we were being set up. Perfect logistics for a D-day invasion with our vaginas as the landing beaches. Or maybe Sue realized, maybe she was in on the whole plan.

David and Ed got up to go fishing just as it was getting light. I couldn’t go back to sleep so I got up for a shower. Sue was awake too, heard the water and came into the shower. She started to help me wash my hair. She’d done this a couple of times before so apart from the fact that we were both naked, it all seemed innocent.

Sue has an amazing body. She’s a little bit taller than me, curvy with big 36D breasts with big nipples. Guys can’t keep their eyes off them. She is pretty athletic, so has a tight body too. You want to know about her pussy, don’t you? I’ll tell you about that later.

“Did you hear us last night?” Sue asked.

“God yes. How could we not?”

“How did you feel?”

“Jealous.”

“Really?”

“Yes, you were almost screaming with pleasure. It’s not like that for me.”

“So how’s your sex life?” she suddenly asked.

“Not great,” I had to say. “David just wasn’t very adventurous even in the beginning. But it is already down to missionary once a week now, and we’ve only been married six months. He’s never made me cum. Never mind giving me a screaming orgasm. How about you?”

“Oh wow. Ed is the opposite. Always up for it. Considerate lover. Sometimes he ties me up a little, that’s hot. We encourage each other to flirt with people we fancy and then fantasize together about fucking them when we get home. Wonderful licker.”

“David never does that. He thinks it’s weird.”

“Oh gosh, being licked is the best,” Sue said.

“I so want to try it.”

“You must. It is so intimate. Your orgasm builds up slowly. But somehow to a higher level than any other way. And then you just explode in joy.”

The conversation was turning me on. I could feel my pussy start to moisten.

Suddenly Sue reached around me and cupped my breasts. “Such lovely little tits,” she said quietly. I felt my little nipples harden against her palms.

“No, no, you can’t,” I said quietly. But I did nothing to push her hands away.

“Ed fancies you,” she continued as her fingers and thumbs found my nipples and she pinched me gently.

I shouldn’t really have said anything, we were talking about her husband after all, but when another woman is stroking your breasts it is hard to be rational.

“I know,” I said.

“He told you?”

“No…he helped himself to some without being invited.”

“Really,” Sue said. She spun me around so I was facing her. She grabbed my hands and put them on her own wonderful breasts. “Tell me.”

It was odd to have my hands on her breasts. I’d never touched another woman before, and if you’d asked me I’d have said it wouldn’t be something I would ever do. But it felt completely natural. Sue’s nipples were hard too.

“Well remember when were camping earlier in the summer and we shared a tent.”

“Yes. Ed and I on one side and David and you on the other.”

“Right. I was just in a T-shirt and panties. Anyway, in the middle of the night I woke up when I felt a hand on my breast.”

“It was Ed?”

“Yes. At first I assumed it was David but when I realized it was Ed I pushed him off. But he was very insistent and his hand was soon back again.”

Sue reached down between us and started to gently rub my mound through my trimmed bush. My pussy was melting. “Keep going,” she said.

“I was terrified that you might wake up. Or David. I wasn’t sure what I should do, I didn’t want to cause a scene but I wasn’t exactly comfortable.

“He found my nipple and started to rub it. Of course it got hard immediately and I felt my pussy starting to get aroused. My nipples may be small but they are sensitive. Soon the fingers found the other nipple and woke that one up too. By then I’d lost the will to resist. I did nothing to stop him as he rolled me onto my back. He pushed my T-shirt up completely. I could see his eyes now, inspecting my half-naked body. His hand slid up onto my breast again and he was touching me directly, skin-to-skin.”

“This story is fucking hot,” Sue said. She suddenly pushed two fingers into me. I gasped in surprise. Never had another women entered my pussy before. I continued to stroke her breasts with both hands.

“His hands were everywhere, all over my face, my neck, breasts, my belly. His hand slid down towards my panties. ‘No,’ I tried to say quietly but it didn’t really come out. His mouth wrapped over my nipple and a little moan escaped instead as his tongue, lips and teeth attacked.”

Sue started to move her fingers inside me. I could feel my pussy all tight and wet on her.

“Go on,” she said quietly.

“He continued to work my nipples with his mouth as his hand slipped into my panties. I was on fire by then, trying to keep quiet, making little panting noises in the darkness and listening to the two of you breathing as you slept. His hand slipped through my bush until it…well, got to where yours is now. His fingers among all my folds. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned-on. I reached over and grabbed his cock. I didn’t really think about it, it was almost automatic. He was rock hard, of course.

“For a moment, he didn’t froze. Then he started to move his fingers, teasing me. Barely touching. I was almost delirious, close to cumming. I started to stroke him. If you guys hadn’t been there I know I’d have let him fuck me. His finger found my clit and my body exploded. Ed clamped his mouth onto mine to muffle any noise as he felt my pussy clamp down on his fingers.”

“Come for me Alison, clamp down on my fingers,” Sue said as she started to roughly finger-fuck my pussy. “Ed wants to get his cock in here you know.”

“Are you going to give him permission?”

“If you want to let him in. God, I’d love to watch that. And Brian and Michael want to fuck you too. Wouldn’t you love to have their cocks in you?”

Our husbands were both office-workers but Brian and Michael were builders. They were tall muscular hunks. Just the thought of Michael’s cock sliding inside me was all it took to drive me over the edge. I squeezed Sue’s breasts so hard as I came that it was her that cried out, not me.

You have no idea how wonderful it felt. My whole body was trembling and my knees felt like they might collapse.

The two of us left the shower into the bedroom. I had just the sense that Michael or Brian had been there a moment earlier. A trace of cologne or, perhaps, sweat. And the door was open just a crack, but that could have been Sue’s doing when she came in.

Sue lay down naked on the bed. Without really thinking about it I lay down naked beside her. My body was still shaking from everything, not just from my orgasm but also from the excitement of my first experience with a woman. As it happened, it would turn out to be a day of firsts.

“Alison, you naughty little bitch,” Sue said, grinning at me, relishing the ease with which she had made me give her my body. “You know Michael wants to screw you, he’s been after you for ages.”

“Not this weekend. Not with everyone else here, he wouldn’t dare. Besides, although he’s fun to flirt with—I’ve even let him feel me up a little—but screwing me. No. I’d feel too guilty. Of course if I was still single…” I let out a little moan as I felt a flutter between my legs at the thought of it.

“He’s already fucked me. He’s worked his way through all of us. And he was really wicked. He waited until we were all married. He seems to have a thing about doing other men’s wives. Especially his friends’ wives.”

“Wow, I’m feeling vulnerable now.”

“You should. You are the new target and you are almost a virgin to him, only one guy. Haven’t you wondered what he’d be like?”

I sighed. “All the time. Sometimes even when I’m with David I’m imagining Michael on me. David screws very predictably. Always in bed at night. Gentle but not passionate. The same every time, almost as if it is a duty. You know I’ve never had an orgasm with him. Not once. I fake it sometimes but I get so frustrated. Then when I masturbate I imagine Michael. So what’s he like?”

“Nice big thick meaty cock and he knows how to use it. Lots of foreplay. He teased me until I was almost screaming in frustration. He has the longest tongue. It feels so wonderful up inside. Or when he kisses you. And god, what a kisser.”

“I know. We made out a little a couple of times.”

“You did? You really aren’t as innocent as you seem. Letting my husband finger you. Kissing Michael. So tell me about it.”

“Well, you know how he likes to dance. Especially slow numbers at the end of the evening.”

“Yes. And especially with you. He lets all the other guys dance with you until the slow music starts.”

“While we danced he would whisper in my ear about how pretty he thought I was and what he would like to do to me. All the time he would run his fingertips from the crack of my ass up my spine to the hairs on my neck. It doesn’t sound like much but it was so erotic. Then when the dance ended he would press himself into me before taking me back. He was always hard. A couple of times, discreetly in the darkness at the back of the dance-floor, he kissed me. And I don’t mean on the cheek. I mean he forced his tongue into my mouth.” I laughed. “Not that I was resisting or anything. It was incredible.”

“When Michael fucks you—and I said when, not if—you’ll feel it for days and remember it forever. David looks about as big as Ed but Michael is a lot bigger. Be prepared to be stretched girl. Then when he’s all in, the fireworks start. The ride of your life.”

“Wow,” I said. As a married woman I had no intention of fucking Michael, but my pussy had its own ideas.

“What do you make of Brian?” Sue asked.

“Hunky in a caveman sort of way. Keeps staring at my tits. He seems friendly enough but a bit broody. Great body though. But I’m not sure I’d want to be alone with him, he scares me. I’ll bet he’s really rough. He seems like the dominating type.”

“You’ve got me all turned on now,” Sue said. And she spread her legs. She put a hand on my back and gently guided me down the bed. I knew what she wanted immediately. But the very idea of it was daunting.

I’d never seen another pussy before, up close like that. I’d read an erotic story once where a pussy was described as like an orchid. Sue’s was like that. Big pink petals of an exotic flower. She kept her outer lips shaved and her bush trimmed neatly.

I reached out and used my fingertips to gently spread Sue’s outer lips. Her pussy opened up, all pink and glistening, from arousal I was pretty sure, not because we had just got out of the shower. I could see the opening into her pussy and there, where the petals of her flower-like pussy came back together, the tiny little pink pearl of her clit.

Her clit…where I knew I had to put my tongue. Suddenly I realized what I was about to do, to lick another woman. It felt a bit like I was trying a new food I’d never eaten before. Which, in a way, I suppose I was. It was both scary and thrilling. I bent forward and gently ran my tongue up and down the pink petals. Sue sighed encouragement.

The tip of my tongue pressed against her clit. I could feel it, hard like a little seed. I sort of nuzzled it and circled around it. I wasn’t really sure what to do so I just used my tongue in much the same way as I use my own finger when I masturbate. She was moaning so I figured I was doing something right.

I pushed a finger inside her. Of course I’ve pushed a finger inside myself but somehow it felt totally different to penetrate another woman. She sighed with joy as my finger slowly entered her warm, wet pussy.

“Oh Alison, that’s wonderful, don’t stop,” Sue sighed. I started to move my finger back and forth inside her as I continued to caress her clit with the tip of my tongue.

“Oh yes I’m cumming,” Sue groaned. Her hips rose up underneath my mouth, as if she was trying to push her whole pussy onto my tongue. Then her body jerked and I felt her pussy orgasm on my finger. “Oh yes, yes,” she sighed as her body was awash with pleasure.

I looked up as the dying embers of Sue’s orgasm cooled and this time I was sure. The door that had only been open a tiny crack was now ajar. I saw a hint of movement in the corridor behind the partially open door. Brian and Michael had for sure been watching us, maybe in the shower earlier, but for sure on the bed.

As we lay with just Sue’s heavy breathing breaking the silence I could hear whispering from outside the door. Not really loud enough to make out what was being said.

Chapter 2: Michael

Sue and I got up off the bed, we put on our bikini bottoms and then just pulled on T-shirts without bothering with bras or our bikini tops. We made ourselves coffees and strolled out to the pool where Brian and Michael were already lying by the pool. They both wore tiny speedo type swimsuits. Even flaccid I could see they both had big cocks, the swimsuits didn’t leave much for the imagination. Especially Brian. My husband David is like a little boy in comparison.

“Quite a show you two put on,” Brian said, not bothering to even pretend that they had not watched us on the bed, perhaps in the shower too.

“You should ask next time,” Sue said indignantly, although I could tell she wasn’t really annoyed. Maybe she’d even invited them, I wouldn’t put it past her.

“We’ll ask next time then.”

“Yeah right. You are a couple of pervs.”

“Guilty as charged. But wow, it was hot watching Alison do you. I thought she was innocent.”

“I am,” I said. “I’d never touched another woman before today.”

“And you’ve only ever fucked David, I hear,” Michael said.

I blushed. But I couldn’t think of a witty comeback so I said nothing. Sue and I lay down and stretched out in the sun. In no time we were both sweating and our T-shirts stuck to our bodies like semi-transparent skins. The air was ripe with sexual tension. My nipples stuck out really obviously, but Sue’s are so much larger, as you know, so were even more on display. The two men didn’t hide that they were looking at them. And their cocks, while not fully hard, definitely looked a bit larger than when we had first come out by the pool.

All four of us went into the pool. Of course our T-shirts were almost completely transparent now, adding a little more to the sexuality that was already in the air.

After we had swum for a bit, Sue climbed up onto Brian’s shoulders. It was battle on. I climbed onto Michael’s shoulders. We got closer together and I tried to pull Sue off Brian into the water. But Brian held her firm. She started to “accidentally” miss my shoulder and put her hand on my breast instead. And then, before I could stop her, she pulled my T-shirt off leaving me topless. Of course I retaliated by pulling hers off too, although I’m sure if I hadn’t she’d have just taken it off herself.

I finally managed to pull Sue off Brian’s shoulders and she fell into the water. But she had an underhand tactic and she swam under the water and pulled Michael’s swimsuit down. He let go of me to reach down to try and stop her and, now unstable, I fell into the water.

Under the water I saw Sue’s bikini bottom and it just seemed the right thing to do to tear it off. Before I could surface, someone pushed me under the water, and I felt my own bikini pulled down. Brian clearly wasn’t putting up any resistance as Sue liberated his cock and his speedos joined everyone else’s swimsuits on the bottom of the pool.

Of course both men were hard. Finally I got to see Michael’s cock. I knew Michael felt big when he pressed against me on the dance floor and I was right. He had a huge cock. But Brian’s was even bigger, enormous. I mean scarily enormous. I couldn’t imagine how it would even fit inside me.

“I know you want little Miss Innocent,” I heard Brian say to Michael as if Sue and I weren’t there.

“Yes. She’s only ever fucked David. I’ll be the second.”

“But look at the tits on Susan. I’m going to have them wrapped around my cock before I take her. Don’t you want her too?”

“Of course. But she’ll be dessert. Alison is the main course.”

“I may have to fuck Alison too. I bet she’s never been done in the ass. David is too square.”

I felt Michael’s arms wrap around me and he lifted me up. He moved to the corner of the pool and climbed the steps up out of the pool. He laid me down on the cushion on one of the loungers.

“I’m going to make love to you,” he said. “Not fuck you.”

He kissed me. Somehow it felt totally different from the few times he had kissed me before. For a start, we were naked. But mostly it was that this time the kiss was clearly a prelude to something more, rather than the culmination of what had gone before. A beginning rather than an ending.

He kissed me all over, finding little sensitive spots on my neck and my breasts that I never knew existed. I could feel his cock against my leg and I reached down and grasped it. He was big and his cock felt surprisingly heavy. He was uncircumcised, something I’d never come across before, and it felt different when I stroked him the way his skin moved.

My nipples were aching almost painfully but Michael made them wait a while before finally he kissed them. I have very sensitive nipples and can even cum just from playing with them, so of course my pussy flooded with excitement. He took his time kissing and licking and nibbling them as I almost writhed with arousal.

I looked over. Sue was kneeling and she was sucking Brian. No, that doesn’t do it justice, it makes it sound tender. Brian was holding Sue’s head and roughly fucking her mouth. Brian saw us looking over. “This is how you tame a woman,” he said to Michael. Sue was obviously loving it, letting Brian totally use her.

It was odd to see someone else have sex. I’d only ever had sex in a bedroom alone with my husband, and here we were out of doors and I could watch. And even more weird, I suppose was that neither Brian nor Sue were hiding the fact that they were watching us too as Michael’s tongue and lips did amazing things to me.

Brian pulled out of Sue’s mouth, pushed her onto her back, held her shoulders down, forced her legs apart, and roughly thrust into her. It was animalistic. He was mounting her, like a wild animal mating. And wow, was his cock ever big like a stallion. Even bigger than Michael’s. As thick as my wrist.

“I’m going to make love to your pussy with my tongue,” Michael whispered.

His tongue moved further down my body. I spread my legs for him. It never crossed my mind not to, that I was married, faithful, didn’t do that sort of thing. I groaned loudly as his tongue delicately teased my pussy lips.

I heard Sue moaning. I looked over to see Brian fucking her. Violently. Now he had grabbed Sue’s thighs and pretty much bent her double so her pussy was totally exposed and vulnerable. He was pounding her hard and fast. Sue made no attempt to be quiet as she orgasmed, she was mouthing obscenities at Brian encouraging him to fuck her even harder, as if such a thing were possible.

I closed my eyes to concentrate on all the wonderful feelings that Michael was coaxing out of my pussy. I could feel that I was close to cumming. But I wanted to savor the feeling, just hover at that not-quite-cumming place at the peak of arousal. And Michael was teasing me, not quite touching my clit with his tongue, but oh so close. My hips were sort of rocking as if I was using my pussy to fuck his tongue…no, make love to his tongue. It really did feel more like making love.

Michael lifted he head up. “I’m going to tongue you now,” he said quietly.

He slowly pushed his tongue into me. As Sue had told me in the shower, he had a very long tongue. It felt odd how deep inside me he could get, like a snake slithering into my pussy and then squirming around inside. I’d never felt anything like it.

Michael decided I was ready. I felt him move over my body.

“You want my big cock inside you, don’t you?” he whispered in my ear.

“Oh god yes,” I moaned.

His cock was at my entrance. He slowly eased into me. He was big, so much bigger than my husband. It felt like he was stretching me, and maybe he was. But I was so wet he slipped in without a lot of difficulty. I’d never felt full like that before, as if there was no room left in my vagina. It was funny, I’d imagined this moment while I masturbated so many times. But I never really expected to experience it. You might think I’m naïve but I really didn’t intend to do anything more with Michael than let him tease me on the dance floor. His cock pushed against my mound had been my limit, although even then my pussy would soak my panties eager for more.

He started to move back and forth inside me. He wasn’t just thicker than my husband he was longer. I could feel his knob go all the way from my opening to my cervix. I wrapped my legs around his back and squeezed him tight against my body. I loved the feeling of pressure, his huge cock buried inside me. I never wanted it to leave.

Michael pulled out of me and rolled me onto my side. He moved behind me and re-entered me. I’d never had sex in that position before. Well, I’d not really done much other than missionary, to be honest. And, in that position we both had a perfect view of Brian and Sue fucking.

Sue was on top of Brian but he wasn’t looking at her, he was watching us intently, almost as if we were demonstrating how to make love, whereas all he knew how to do was to fuck. Somehow, though, in the context of that day, it just seemed completely normal to be watched, and I didn’t feel self-conscious or anything. Sue was just lost in the feelings of her own arousal, her eyes shut, her hips flicking back and forth on Brian’s enormous cock, moaning continuously.

Michael was a fantastic lover. Every time I got close to orgasm, he would back off, slow down or stop, play with my nipples. The fact that I was close to orgasm was already a surprise to me since I’d never orgasmed during sex before. But I knew I would that day. But I was so frustrated, my body desired an orgasm so much and he teased me relentlessly by not giving it to me. My body was sort of trembling, I was so on fire.

Finally Michael said “now.” He pinched my nipples hard and thrust into me hard and fast, much deeper than my husband ever went. I screamed, partially because of the pain in my nipples, partially in surprise. I carried on screaming as my orgasm exploded. I was screaming and shaking and felt on the point of passing out. Never in my life had I had such an intense orgasm.

It was so intense that I barely was aware of what was going on around me any more. Michael was still inside me but he had slowed down once the intense fire of my orgasm had died down to warm embers.

Michael pulled out of me. I got up. Michael lay on his back and I straddled him. I sank down and once again felt the wonderful feeling as his enormous rod slipped into my body. I’d never been on top before. I glanced over. Brian and Sue seemed to have finished having sex but Brian was still watching us intently.

I started to rise up and down on Michael’s cock. It was very different being on top. Whenever I had had sex before the man was pretty much in control of things. But now I was. I could sense that Michael was getting close. I reached down and started to stroke and pinch his nipples.

“Come inside me,” I heard someone say. Of course it was me. The ultimate marital betrayal, another man’s cum in my pussy.

“Oh Alison,” he sighed as his orgasm began. I felt his cock jerk inside me, felt my pussy flood with warm slippery cream. I leaned forward and kissed him as I continued to let my hips rise and fall as I emptied his body into my own.

Once we had our breath back we all got back into the pool, still naked of course. The cool water felt wonderful as it washed our sweaty bodies clean.

Brian and Michael were arguing about something. Since they were down the other end of the pool it was hard to make out what they were arguing about. But I heard my name a couple of times.

Suddenly Brian grabbed Michael by the balls. “Mind your own business,” he said loudly.

I guessed Michael had asked Brian not to fuck me. The very thought was scary. I’d already seen him have Sue and he was so rough, almost cruel. I kept away from him. But on the other hand I couldn’t keep my eyes off his enormous cock and balls. My body was in that weird place where I couldn’t tell if I was frightened or aroused. Probably both.

Eventually we all went inside and showered and ended up in Ed and Sue’s room all lying naked on the bed.

“Give Alison a massage,” Brian said to Sue.

“We will if you will,” said Sue.

I have no idea what she had in mind but Brian started to massage Michael’s shoulders. Meanwhile Sue’s hands were stroking my back and my ass. Brian’s hands slid down so he was massaging Michael’s chest and nipples. To my surprise, Michael got an erection. Sue leaned over and took his cock into her mouth.

In some ways it was weird. Brian was stroking Michael’s nipples. Sue was sucking his cock and at the same time she had a hand stroking my ass cheeks. Brian took one hand off Michael and roughly pushed it into me. He started to finger-fuck me. I was dripping wet. Sue let her hand slide off my ass-cheek and to my surprise she started to rub my asshole, getting a fingertip inside. Nobody had ever so much as touched me there before, it felt dirty. But I suppose that is the point, it is thrilling because it is dirty.

Michael groaned. Sue opened her mouth so that we could all see as Michael blasted ropes of cum into the back of her throat while Sue’s tongue gently stroked that little sensitive spot under his cock.

Before I could do anything, Brian grabbed one of my wrists and dragged me off the bed. I was terrified.

Chapter 3: Brian

Brian picked me up in his arms and carried me through into the bedroom that David and I were using. I was scared. Not to mention that cock that, even flaccid, was intimidating, swinging like a heavy pendulum. Plus I knew how big it became when erect, I’d watched him…I’m not sure what is the best word…take I suppose…I’d watched him take Sue. Yes, it wasn’t so much that she gave as he took, took whatever he wanted.

He kissed me. “It’s OK, I won’t hurt you Alison,” he said. “I just want to fuck you.”

I was sitting on the bed. He was standing in front of me. His cock looked huge, obscenely thick. He grabbed my hair and slowly pulled my head towards it.

“Suck it,” he ordered.

It took me a time to get it into my mouth. Of course he gradually got hard which made it even more difficult. My mouth just isn’t that big. Once he had it about halfway in he started fucking my mouth. He pushed his cock hard into the back of my mouth, trying to force it into my throat. But he was too big and I could barely breathe. I couldn’t even tell him to be more gentle, my mouth was totally filled with cock.

“David’s little innocent wife, a cock-sucker,” he said as he felt me gagging on his enormous pink knob.

When he was completely hard, he pulled out of my mouth. He pushed me onto my back on the bed and moved up over me. I was worried he’d try and enter me as brutally as I’d seen him fuck Sue, but in fact he gradually worked his huge cock into me, stretching me out, slowly filling me up. Once he was inside he started to fuck me roughly, fast and hard. He held my arms above my head as his hips thrust vigorously between my outspread thighs. He kissed me and sucked on me all over, my neck, my nipples. Even my armpits like he’d watched Michael do earlier.

He was savage. Nothing like Michael, never mind my husband who is a considerate lover but not adventurous or wild. I felt like he was bending me to his will, which I suppose he was, and I had no say in what he did to my body.

“You dirty little slut,” he said. “You are married and you’ve got another man’s cock inside you.” As if I needed reminding.

He pulled out of me. He grabbed my hair and pulled me towards his cock again.

“Lick it clean,” he ordered.

I used my tongue to lick my own juices off his cock. Somehow he suddenly had his camera, I have no idea where he got it from, and he took a picture of me licking his cock. I was in such a state of arousal that I didn’t even think how dangerous it was, letting him take a photo of me, a married woman, doing very unmarried things.

“I’m going to lick you now,” he told me. “Lie back and spread your legs.”

I did as I was told and he took another photo of me like that, legs akimbo, my pussy completely exposed. Like something out of a porno magazine. Then he bent forward and his tongue was on my pussy, in my pussy, everywhere. I was moaning and my body was shivering. It was such a contrast to when Michael had licked me earlier. He was slow and gentle and languorous, whereas Brian licked me the way he fucked, hard and fast and rough. He wasn’t so much licking me as fucking me with his tongue. He started to tongue my clit, it was abrasive, almost painful.

“Not so hard,” I said as I tried to push him away, but as usual he completely ignored my wishes. He pushed a finger inside me. I yelped in surprise. One minute my vagina was empty and then suddenly there was a finger deep inside, fucking me.

He moved his mouth and took my clit between his teeth.

“No,” I screamed as he started to nibble me. It was more than I could take. And I screamed again as I came. My whole body was shivering as my orgasm swamped all other feelings. His finger pumped my pussy as his teeth almost gnawed my clit. That whole area between my legs was a bundle of strong feelings, pain mixed with pleasure. I wanted it to stop but I also wanted him to go on. My whole pussy was twitching as if it was being electrocuted.

I lay their almost lifeless after my orgasm. Brian put my legs up onto his shoulders and rammed his cock into me again. And again and again. He was going so deep he was hitting my cervix hard. I couldn’t think, my body was just overwhelmed with sexual sensation. He was relentless.

He pulled out of me. He wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped himself a couple of strokes. A jet of white cum shot from his cock over my belly and my breasts. His cock continued to jerk, spurting cum onto my body. Nobody had ever cum on me like that. It was almost degrading but at the same time it was so raw, so primal, nothing like the tender marital sex I was used to. I rubbed his cum onto my skin as if it were lotion.

“Lick it clean,” he said again as he moved up the bed and lowered his cock into my open mouth. Once again I licked him, licked off my own juices and the last few dribbles of his climax.

I think I fell asleep for a few minutes. I’d probably have slept for longer but Brian wasn’t finished with me yet. I presume he probably stroked himself to get hard again and then he wanted to use my body for more of his own pleasure.

I woke up when he rolled me over onto my front. I felt him lift up my hips. He sort of used his knees to knock my legs apart. I felt very vulnerable. My pussy was completely exposed and defenseless. I felt his cock against it. I’d been asleep, so my body wasn’t ready without any foreplay at all. But he didn’t care. He was holding my hips and he just sort of pulled back on me and impaled me on his cock. It was like having a piece of timber driven into me, he was so hard and unyielding. I probably cried out again. But although it was painful it also felt marvelous to be dominated so totally, to be forced to let him take whatever pleasure he wanted. I’d never felt like that before. David was too considerate to do anything like that, even Michael. But Brian only cared about his own pleasure.

Holding my hips like that, he fucked me almost violently, like I’d watched him do to Sue earlier. I felt his finger on my asshole. Until Sue had touched me there earlier, I’d never thought of my asshole sexually. And Sue’s fingertip was tiny compared to Brian’s finger. He didn’t bother rubbing me to relax me. He just forced it in. A moment later he had his finger deep inside me as his cock continued to pile-drive my cunt.

He pulled out of me. I expected him to make me lick him clean as he had done before when we changed positions. But instead, I felt my ass-cheeks pulled wide apart and his cock rubbed on my asshole.

I suddenly remembered something Brian had said earlier about fucking me in my ass. He knew without asking that David had never done that, that he would be the first person in there. But his cock was horrifyingly large. I felt a flutter in the pit of my stomach, instant panic, as a realized what he had in mind.

He pushed forward hard, distending my asshole around the point of his knob. I screamed at the pain.

“No, stop,” I cried.

“It’s your first time, isn’t it?”

“Yes. Stop. It hurts so much.”

“Scream into the pillow, bitch,” he said as he pushed my head down onto it.

He pushed forward again. I felt tears well up and I started to cry, but all the sounds were muffled by the pillow that he was holding my head against. It seemed to take forever for him to get my body to accept him. I was sobbing continuously by then. It was like a huge screw was being turned into my ass, thicker and thicker, deeper and deeper. Gradually the pain subsided as my body got used to it but it was still incredibly intense, beyond anything I wanted to experience. I hate roller-coasters but I’d have gone on the highest one in the world to escape.

“God that looks so hot,” he said and I heard the click of his camera again.

He removed his hand from my head. I was still crying, tears running down my cheeks, but I was also moaning. Moaning with, to my surprise, pleasure as he started to fuck my ass. I felt another orgasm spiraling tight inside me. I guess Brian could tell somehow too.

“Cum for me bitch,” he said.

And astoundingly I did. I obeyed his order and came on his command like a dog being told to sit.

“Yeah, you dirty slut, you love a big cock in your ass,” he said. Or something like that. I wasn’t really listening. I think I may have been mouthing obscenities too. But mostly I was consumed with the climax that was bursting through me like firecrackers. I reached under my body and fingered my clit to convince my body to prolong my pleasure as long as possible. His cock was still really uncomfortable, even if no longer painful, so the fact that I came at all seemed weird.

He grabbed my hips so he could fuck me harder and deeper, if that was even possible. I sensed that he was close to finishing.

“I’m going to cum in your ass, you dirty slut,” he said.

He grunted and I felt his cock sort of jerk in my ass. He slowed down and used the tight ring of my asshole to stroke his cock as he emptied deep into my rectum. He pulled out.

Once again he grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock.

“Lick it clean bitch,” he said as he forced his cock into my mouth. The cock that a moment before had been, not in my pussy, but in my ass. I obediently licked him clean.

We lay down on the bed. I fell asleep. When I awoke Brian was gone. I got up. I could hardly walk, I was so sore. I had a shower and then walked out by the pool in a daze. Brian hadn’t just gone from my bedroom, he’d left to return home, his mission accomplished. I lay in the shade beside the pool for the rest of the afternoon, in a daze, trying to reconcile my innocent married self with how I’d behaved like a wild animal that day, behaved in a way I had no idea I was capable of.

When David and Ed got back I told my husband that I wasn’t feeling well and he would have to sleep in the lounge. Sue came and lay in bed with me. I was worried she was going to want to have sex again but she just cuddled me and didn’t do anything more than gently stroking hair and my breasts until I fell asleep.

So that was the weekend I lost my innocence. Let me tell you all the things I did for the first time in my life. It was the first time I had sex with anyone other than my husband. The first time I had an orgasm during intercourse. The first time I had sex with more than one person, while being watched, while watching, not alone in a bedroom. My first anal sex, of course. My first rough sex. My first sex with a woman. Married life would never be quite the same after all that.

And you won’t be surprised to know that for many of those things, that wasn’t the last time I did them.