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Written: 28 October 2019

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Discovering the Fun Side of Sex
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, MM/F, Public Sex, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

I was at Claire's house, usual Friday coffee morning but this wasn't our usual coffee morning. I was used to Friday mornings at Claire's house being a time for husband bashing, comparing just how bad our husbands were and how similarly bad they were but today...Claire was mellow...very mellow indeed, in fact, I couldn't remember her ever being so mellow. It crossed my mind that she must have had sex recently...in the past I'd noticed if our coffee morning followed her husband's birthday or their wedding anniversary, times when her husband would definitely have wanted a fuck during the evening or night before but even then, there was only a lowering in her complaints about her husband, it had never been totally absent like it was today.

"Erm...Claire, what's happened to Jim, I haven't seen him around for a few days, have you killed him off and buried him under the patio in the back garden?"

Claire giggled at me, "No, Jim doesn't sleep under the patio, he's changed his job, he's doing long distance driving for his company at the moment, so he's away from home from Monday morning to Friday evenings at the moment...I guess he's just not pissing me off as much at the moment, because he's only here three nights a week!"

We moved on to my complaints about my own husband, my bitching hadn't reduced one little bit but it suddenly seemed very one sided to me now that Claire looked so serene and happy so I stopped.

"How about sex Vicky?"

"Well, thanks for the offer Claire but I definitely bat for the other side!"

Claire spat out a mouthful of coffee as she laughed at my joke, "I wasn't offering you dopey cow...how is sex with your John at the moment?"

Now it was my turn to laugh, "Still the same, John's dead from the neck down, no bedroom activity since we got twin beds and now he's talking about clearing the box room out so that we can have a bedroom each!"

Claire was hiding her face behind her coffee cup as she said, "When I realised that Jim wasn't giving me as much sex as I needed, I started walking before bed to work off my excess energy!"

I instantly realised that there was more to that statement than was said in the words, her face almost lit up as she mentioned walking before bed to work off her excess energy and her smile widened to the point that I saw it behind her coffee mug.

We danced around where Claire walked and at what time she left home for the rest of the time we had available for coffee but Claire was being deliberately cagey and unforthcoming about the details.

I saw Jim arrive home but only because I was looking out for him, my house had its back to the road, the road formed the northern boundary of my property so the windows on that side were smaller than the other side and the rooms were the less lived in rooms, we had a toilet, a utility room and kitchen that all looked to the north and the living room and dining room both faced south to make the most of the sunny aspect. I was actually washing the pots when Jim parked his car in the drive and entered his house.

I saw Jim wrap his arms around Claire's neck and they kissed, I also saw Claire's hands were nowhere close to Jim's neck, her hands were down the front of his trousers. I saw the two of them roll around to the living room door and five minutes later, Claire appeared at her bedroom window without her blouse on, just a very sexy black bra that Jim was removing as Claire closed her curtains.

I checked my watch, it was six p.m. when the curtains closed in Claire and Jim's bedroom. I checked several times during the evening, I went into the kitchen at least once every thirty minutes and Claire's living room light never went on and her bedroom light never went off...well, they finally went off at midnight so I assumed that Claire and Jim were playing in the bedroom for at least six hours.

It played on my mind all night and things didn't get better when the milk man called to collect his money on Saturday morning at ten o'clock. I'd been up for three hours and was fully dressed, I stood and watched as the milkman walked across the road and knocked on Jim and Claire's front door. I saw the curtains twitch, Claire was looking out of the window to see who was at the front door and I could clearly see that she was naked...or at least topless and then I saw arms wrap around her body and pull her away from the window.

I saw the milkman look up at the bedroom window, he made a note in his ledger and shook his head as he walked back down the path with a massive grin on his face. He spotted me looking at him, he looked over his shoulder towards the bedroom window, "It's alright for some, isn't it?"

I watched as the milkman drove off, I was tempted to pop across the road and see if I could hear what the milkman heard but I resisted the temptation.

Once again I was looking out of my kitchen window to see what was going on across the road at Jim and Claire's house, their bedroom curtains were closed at eleven thirty and then open at twelve o'clock. Internally I relaxed my vigil, they were out of bed so their play time was over but then I spotted Claire in the living room, she was only wearing her sexy black bra and knickers that looked so small that they could be thongs, Jim was wearing a bath robe and I watched him pull Claire down onto his lap on the sofa and there they sat, kissing and cuddling for most of the afternoon.

I was confused now, was Claire's happiness on Friday at coffee time down to her taking walks before bed as she had said to me or was it just because Jim had been away for four nights and she was expecting a marathon banging session when Jim got home later that day.

I fought for the rest of the weekend to put Claire and Jim out of my mind, I even closed my kitchen blind to stop the temptation to keep looking over at their house every time I went into the kitchen for any reason.

I was in the toilet on Monday morning, it was five o'clock and totally dark outside, I wasn't planning on getting up, just a toilet call disturbing my sleep. It was totally dark outside, our village street lights were turned off at midnight every day to give the local burglars a fair crack at stealing our property unobserved...after all, criminals pay their council tax too!

I spotted a light suddenly go on across the road. Naturally I couldn't see anything through the obscure glass on my bathroom window so I relocated to the box bedroom. The light was on in Claire's living room, the curtains were wide open and Claire was totally naked, Jim went to work on her with his fingers before he went to work. I watched him walk to his car sniffing at his fingers as he went.

I kicked at a box full of crap; Jim had just given Claire more pleasure during his goodbye kiss than I'd had in six months. I hopped back to bed with my big toe throbbing and even more confusion keeping me awake as well as my broken toe.

At dusk on Monday evening I just happened to be in my kitchen making a cup of tea for me and John when I saw Claire's living room light go off, I poured John's tea into his cup and looked out just in time to see Claire leaving her front door, she was wearing one of those retro sixties PVC coats, the kind that were even shorter than the mini-skirt that they used to wear under them way back then. It actually looked like Claire was bare-arsed under that short coat. I didn't pour my own tea out, I grabbed John's cup and dumped it in front of him, I kissed his cheek and as I ran through the door of his office I called out behind me, "Just going out, won't be long!"

Claire had already left our street, she could have turned right and towards the centre of the village or left towards the outside world. I gambled on the left and soon caught up with Claire as she was about to go through a broken fence panel into Clarke's Wood. I knew that kids often played in the wood after school, when I walked down the path towards the lay-by on the main road, I would often hear them screaming and shouting as they messed around in the wood. Old man Clarke never seemed to mind, just so long as his 'No Trespassing' signs were all in place and intact so that no one could sue him if their darling son...or daughter... had an accident while messing about in his wood.

I stood at the broken fence biting my bottom lip, should I follow Claire or not...go home or not...go around to the lay-by on the legal path and see if Claire popped out into the lay-by on the other side of the wood. In the end I took the path to the bus stop in the lay-by, I was surprised to see that the lay-by was full of trucks, all parked up for the night. I didn't see anyone around, the trucks all seemed to be empty.

There was a bird call from the wood, it was unusual to hear a bird call after dusk apart from an owl hoot, so it drew my attention and I started walking towards the sound of the bird call. There used to be a stout fence between the privately owned wood and the land around the lay-by but that fence had almost been totally destroyed in the past few years. I took one path into the unlit wood and then heard another bird tweet, closely followed, "Can you see them?" whispered from two feet behind me. I panicked, if I answered the question, the trucker would know that I was a woman rather than another male trucker, fortunately another voice in the darkness said that he thought that it was Candy-Lips playing in the woods.

I was now in the middle of a five men and one woman huddle moving through the woods together, Claire was in a clearing, she was stretched out on a fallen tree trunk, her head back over the left hand side of the fallen tree and her legs on the right. I only knew that it was Claire because of the retro sixties PVC coat that was now open, her arms still in the sleeves but basically the coat was just protecting her back from the tree trunk and under her coat she was totally naked.

The world around the lay-by and wood was total darkness but by a quirk of nature, the clearing in the wood with the fallen tree in it was flooded by moonlight. I managed to step back before the men around me peeled their eyes away from Claire to look around the clearing to see exactly who was standing there with them waiting to take a turn at Claire. I managed to get into the shadows before the first change of lovers, one of the smaller paths leading into the clearing, she had taken one man in her mouth and one in her cunt, there wasn't a condom to be seen, just Claire's naked body and a towel to dry between her legs after the first cunt fucker had blown his load.

By the time the second pair of men stepped up to use Claire's willing holes, there were ten men between me and her. A heavy hand fell onto my right shoulder, yet another trucker had turned up. I looked at his hand, it was dark but I could tell that it was his right hand because his thumb was next to my neck.

I was about to step to my right, to allow him to get past me, even though that would push me out into the shaft of moonlight but he stopped me moving by gripping my shoulder.

"I can't believe it, I left in plenty of time to be first in the queue but now I only have an hour for my meal break and I have to be on my way. Candy Lips is going to take at least two hours to get through the backlog in front of us...what about you, you overnighting here tonight?"

I shook my head rather than speak and give the game away...that I wasn't a trucker...

I felt his left hand rubbing over my buttocks, I thought at first that he was touching me up until I realised that he had his cock in his left hand and he was wanking himself off behind me.

"We're in the same boat then, what do you say...shall we look after each other, I've got condoms, you let me fuck your arse and then you can fuck mine!"

In my mind, I was pushing his hand away from my bum with my left hand but I found myself actually fondling his cock. He let go of his own cock and left me wanking him. His left hand moved up to me face, he twisted my head so that I was looking over my left shoulder, he pressed his mouth against mine and as we kissed he was lining his cock up with my bum.

As he slipped the tip of his tongue into my mouth he paused, he realised that my mouth was softer than he expected it to be. His hand slipped down off of my cheek and on to my left breast. I felt his mouth turn into a grin as he realised that I was a woman and instead of holding me in place, I was pulled backwards along the minor pathway.

Once out of earshot of the other truckers he stopped pulling me, he turned me to face him, kissed me again and as he kissed me, he pushed me back against a tree, pressed his knee between my thighs, as his tongue slipped into my mouth again his hand rubbed over my pussy mound through my dress. I was excited, seeing men fucking Claire in her mouth and cunt had turned me on more than I'd ever been in my life and now I had a man's tongue in my mouth...a stranger's tongue and as he tried to lift the front of my dress while still trying to get his fingers deeper between my legs, I found my legs parting under their own steam.

His breathing increased with his excitement as his fingers rubbed over my labia. I wasn't really thinking right, I'd forgotten that before he pulled me away from the clearing, his cock was out of his trousers and he was rampant. His fingers pulled the gusset of my knickers to one side and he gave me an instant orgasm as the tips of his fingers danced over my clitoris.

My brain suddenly sparked into life and moved my left hand, I just covered the head of his cock as he pushed forward, stopping him inserting his cock into my cunt at the very last moment, I pulled my lips away from his, in my mind I'd formed the words, 'I'm married, you can't do me!' but what came out was, "Not without a condom."

So at the age of forty, I found myself trying to open a condom for the first time, my hands were shaking with fear and excitement but I managed to split the foil pack and I had to squat down in front of the man to actually get him sheathed, the closest I'd ever been to a stranger's cock... I'd had my husband's cock inside me but I'd never held his cock in my hands before, or even looked at it.

Once I was happy that I had his cock safely shrouded, I almost jumped to my feet, I leaned back against the tree, my left hand pulling my knickers to one side and my right hand pulled his cock into place...his hands were busy massaging my tits through my dress and bra. I let go of his cock as he pushed into me with his hips. Even from that first thrust, his cock sank deeper into my body than my husband had ever been...it could have been our position, standing up as we were, I just didn't have the experience to know but I suspected that his cock was longer than my husband's...it was certainly far fatter.

I was instantly verbalising, another first in my life, my climax was killed a little as I laughed, John would never have fucked me with a condom on, he hated the things and because his cock wasn't as fat as the average man's cock, it often slipped off half way through a fuck so John would only have sex with me if his urges matched up to the few days that I was safe from pregnancy but not bleeding...so it really was a very few days in a month. I soon regained my orgasm and lost the giggles as I raced down the orgasm trail again.

His cock was crashing into my cervix, I felt intense pain for a moment followed by intense pleasure, he was hitting the roof of my vagina and I realised that there was still unused cock outside my body and I raised my left leg, hooking my calf over his right hip. He sank an inch deeper into my cunt, his own excitement built even higher, he thrust harder, faster and now he was desperate to get my breasts out into the open.

There was the sound of cotton ripping and my tits were pulled out of my bra, hanging above the cups that once totally surrounded them. Once my tits were exposed, he stopped kissing my lips and lowered his attention to my breasts, as he started to bite my nipples he whispered, "Such sweet tits" and his left hand dropped to my right knee, taking the weight of my right leg and his cock slipped another half inch into my body.

Greed totally took over me, I was fuller than I had been in my life before and I wanted more, my left leg lifted, I hooked my ankles together behind him, crossing over in the small of his back and now I had all of his meat in me and groaned as the pain overtook the pleasure momentarily. The way he fucked me now was reminiscent of a dog fucking his bitch.

His knees weakened as he climaxed into the sheath, my back dragged down the tree, the dirty bark digging into my back. His wrist watch beeped, "Fuck...I've got to go, my rest break is over...sorry baby, I'd really have loved a second bite of your cherry!"

I put my tits back into my bra as he pulled the condom off of his cock and threw it into the bush behind him. The front of my dress was torn open so my bra was in the open, the white cotton glowing in the almost total darkness.

I walked with him to his truck, we kissed as he climbed into his cab, "Can I have your mobile number so I can text you the next time I'm passing?"

He handed me a notepad and I wrote, 'Sweet Tits' followed by my mobile number.

I stood watching as he pulled a forty ton truck out of the lay-by, I didn't even try to cover my bra with my torn dress, it was like a badge of honour to a wanton woman. The left side of my brain was pushing for me to return to the clearing in the woods while the right half was warning not to, 'The men fucking Claire aren't wearing condoms, do you want to risk pregnancy or worse?'

As I watched the back of the truck slip away I herd voices from one of the empty trucks, the driver must have left his CB radio running while he was looking for sex.

"Rati Runner looking for space to rest up on the Kettering road? Any help...come back!"

"Dark Stallion here, I've just pulled out of the lay-by in the woods, there's sixty feet free at the front of the queue."

"Thanks for that Dark Stallion, is Candy out playing tonight?"

"She is Rati Runner but I've just left a seat cover with her engine running, she might still be there where I left her in the lay-by, if she isn't, try taking the narrow path to the clearing, that's where I found her earlier but you'll need a condom!"

"Never travel without them Dark Stallion...thanks for the info...I'm just pulling in there now!"

While I was pondering the question in my head and what I'd just heard from the empty truck, the world around me turned from black to flashing orange, as the truck that I assumed was driven by Rati Runner pulled off of the road and into the lay-by. I was still standing where my first lover had left me. The passenger door of the new truck stopped level with me, he pushed the door open and called down "Fancy a cup of coffee darling?"

I didn't even stop to think about it, I clambered up into his cab, "You might as well go straight into the back darling!"

There was a gap between the two front seats, I was half way through the gap when I checked my movement, I stopped, looked at him, a middle-aged man, unshaven, cheapest of nylon boiler suits but a full head of hair...the radio barked, "Rati Runner...did you get parked up?"

He smiled at me and looked towards his mobile radio, picked up the microphone, "Rati Runner to Dark Stallion...I did thanks mate, your seat cover was right where you left her...was...but she's just about to slide into my sleep cab!"

"Rati, have you left room for a twenty foot rigid van in the lay-by?"

"I'll ease back a few feet, leave twenty feet in front Stallion...okay."

There was another voice on the radio, "Rati Runner, this is Parcel Packer...are you laying up for the night or just on a rest break?"

Rati Runner was just easing his truck back a few feet and I came to my senses, "Condom...you do have a condom...right?"

He nodded his head and picked up his microphone, "I've made space Parcel Packer and I'm here for the night...why?"

"Shame mate... I'm only on a mandatory break and Dark Stallion thinks that Candy Lips will be busy for a couple of hours...I was hoping for a crack at your seat cover before I have to set off again."

"Condom?"

Rati Runner looked over his shoulder, he was closing his curtains, "Top drawer at the side of my bed darling, why don't you get undressed for me, I'll be back there directly."

He finished closing the curtains and turned the lights on inside the cab, he knelt between the seats watching me. I'd never undressed while anyone watched me before and just that act sent a shiver through my body and a spurt of cream to flow out of my cunt into the gusset of my knickers. I was totally naked in the back of the truck cab in seconds, he ripped the poppers down the font of his boiler suit open, he was hairy like a gorilla, nothing under his boiler suit but underpants, he was naked even quicker than me, I managed to stop his attack long enough to roll the Condom down his cock.

I was on my back on his bed with my ankles crossed over the small of his back, he wasn't as big as the Dark Stallion but he was fucking me even harder and was still in much deeper than my husband ever got. There was the sound of another truck pulling up in front of Rati Runners cab...he had his climax as the hiss of air brakes locking sounded ahead of us.

"Rati Runner...you there...come back?"

"Do you fancy another black lover tonight darling?"

I was panting from a mind-blowing orgasm, "Another...what do you mean another black lover?"

"Dark Stallion...the guy that fucked you before me...he was a West Indian, sounds like Parcel Packer is as well."

I never thought of myself as a racist but I wouldn't even have spoken to a West Indian...never mind let one fuck me in the woods.

"You still there Rati Runner?"

He leaned into the cab and pulled the microphone into the bed area, "Still here Parcel Packer, that you just turned up?"

"Yep, has your seat cover left yet?"

"Not yet...you have a condom?"

"My brother told me I'd need some so I stopped off on the way to pick some up."

"Do you have a sleep cab on your truck?"

"No, I was planning on doing her in the wild!"

He turned to me, you want to fuck the brother of Dark Stallion out in the wood?"

I shook my head.

I could invite him in here if you don't mind me watching.

I got another shiver run through my body...it had been a turn on fucking a stranger in the woods where we could have been caught at any moment, it had been a massive turn on to strip naked in the truck with a stranger watching me but the prospect of fucking a black man while I was being watched by the stranger was making me drool from my lower lips.

I bit my bottom lip as I nodded my head.

"Hey Parcel Packer, bring your condoms and join us in my cab!"

The door opened, his face was as black as coal, he didn't have what I would call an accent as he spoke though, he sounded very 'Middle English', I watched as he stripped naked, hairless, coal black body, bigger cock than the Rati Runner, he sheathed his own cock in latex, there was no emotion, just a fuck...it was still wild for me because as I was being fucked I was being watched closely by Rati Runner.

For the first time in my life I was sore...my cunt was stretched and rubbed raw. As I walked away from the truck it was painful... every single step reminding me that I'd been unfaithful to my husband with three different men.

I walked through the woods, Claire was still draped over the tree, there were still three men waiting for sex, she had used her cunt or mouth to look after seven men already but she wasn't making her lovers wear condoms. I walked past silently, I had put my bra back on...but only because my dress was ripped from the neck, almost down to the waist! I had left my knickers off though, my cunt was much too sore for knickers.

I was tempted to offer to help Claire out with one of the men who were waiting for her but I worried that he may not have a condom so I sidestepped the clearing and went home.

I slipped into the kitchen just after midnight, I'd been out of the house for more than four hours, I put a pan of milk on the range to boil to make our Horlicks drinks before bed.

John walked in the kitchen, "oh...there you are darling, I was just coming to put the...oh, I see you've already..."

John was holding his book, he had been reading it as he walked into the kitchen, he was about to drift back into his book and did a double take, "Is that dress new darling? A bit daring for our little village, don't you think?"

John turned me around, I was glad that the dress was a dark colour, I could only imagine how dirty it would have been from my being fucked against a tree. I felt John's fingers touching my back, there were little rips all over the back from my being fucked up against a tree. John was touching bare flesh through the holes in the material.

"Did you wear a jacket over this dress when you went out?"

I was facing him again now, I nodded my head.

He rubbed his fingers over my exposed bra, exposed because of the torn front of my dress. This was the closest that I'd been to sexual contact with my husband in six months.

"This is the wrong kind of bra to wear under this dress darling, if you have to wear a bra at all, it should at least be black..." He lifted the limp side of the neck of my dress, "...or scarlet!"

John smoothed the two halves that were once the front of my very conservative dress down to look like the darts of a collar, wide open at the top running to points just above my naval, I said, "You think I need a demi-cup or shelf bra...Perhaps no bra at all?"

John put his book down and looked at me thoughtfully, "No bra would be...like very....erotic...or should that be sexy?"

I started to attend to the Horlicks and between spooning the powder into the mugs and the milk boiling, I struggled out of my bra without taking my dress off.

"Like this darling?" I said as I turned to face him with my breasts almost totally exposed

I posed for my husband, he smiled at me, I poured the boiling milk into the mugs, should we take these through to the living room or drink them in here?"

I smiled at the look of confusion on John's face, he reached out and touched the side of my exposed breast, "This looks like a bite mark!"

"It's from my bra cup, I had the straps a little tight! You know, with the front of my dress being so open."

My heart was beating so hard that I was sure that John could hear it!

"Could we take our Horlicks up to our bedroom darling?"

I carried both mugs up to our bedroom, expecting John to be carrying his book, he would usually read as he climbed the stairs but this time he didn't, his hands were free to touch my back through the small rips in the back of my dress.

"I have to say darling, I find this new 'Grunge' dress of yours very sexy!"

I felt his finger rub down over my exposed buttocks through my dress.

A real night of firsts, first orgasm from a man, first sex in the open, first time I'd fucked a man, girl on top, and it was in front of another man...when I had sex with Parcel Packer, I'd pushed him on to his back and I'd climbed on top of him so that I could kiss Rati Runner instead of kissing the black man... I'd taken control and I'd driven him to his climax as quickly as I could so that I could get away from the lay-by before another trucker could turn up.

The firsts continued, the first time that John had touched my bottom, the first time that we'd taken our bedtime Horlicks to our bedroom to drink and the first time that John hadn't left me in our bedroom to get ready for bed while he changed in the bathroom.

I put the drinks down and turned to face John, he kissed me on the lips, not his usual kiss, not the barely interested kiss, there was a level of passion in his kiss that he'd never shown me before. As he kissed me he fumbled with the fold of torn material at the neck of my dress and he pulled it down so that it tore more, allowing my breast to pop out into the open totally.

He grabbed a handful of my breast, I could feel his hand trembling as he squeezed my breast, for the first time ever he pushed his tongue into my mouth and pulled at the front of my dress again, ripping it all the way to the bottom hem, totally exposing my body.

He was still fully dressed, I was wearing my dress like a dressing gown as he pushed me down onto his bed and he fucked me with a level of passion that he'd never shown before...I was trying to warn him that I was in my fertile period, that he should wear a condom if he didn't want to risk making me pregnant but his passionate kisses were stopping my warnings!

It took just seconds for my cunt to be full of his cream and suddenly he was apologising profusely, I was naked and purring like a kitten on catnip, he was still fully dressed, just his shrivelled up cock lolling out of his trousers.

We drank our hot milky Horlicks, he went to the bathroom to change into his pyjamas while I slipped into bed, still naked.

John walked into the room, he turned the light out and kissed my forehead as he usually did at bedtime, just a peck but as he did his hand touched my shoulder and found it naked, "No nighty tonight darling?"

"I was feeling a little warm after...well...you know!"

"You sleepy?"

"Not really, the worry that I might be pregnant after tonight... it's playing on my mind a little... I'm going to have to go to the doctor's tomorrow and explain to him why I need the morning after pill."

"Can I get in with you please?"

I lifted my duvet for him, it was a little tight in my single bed for two but it wasn't the first time...granted, he usually got straight on top of me, fucked me and then he would leave me to go back to his own bed after his climax. We were side by side, cuddling "Pity I already climaxed, not sure if I could get another erection tonight!"

"Would you like me to try to help you?"

"Could you?"

I remembered watching Claire sucking men, the truckers seemed to treat oral sex as 'Normal', expected almost but John had never asked me to suck him so it was outside my range of experiance before tonight!

I rubbed his cock, it was still slimy from fucking me, I twisted my upper body and sucked his cock into my mouth, it took just a few minutes before he was hard again.

"Should I get a condom?"

"No point darling, I'm going to have to get the morning after pill tomorrow anyway...may as well have as much fun as you want tonight."

Well, John had never been passionate before tonight, I think it was because he always had the worry that he might make me pregnant so he'd always held back... suddenly he was an animal, he had already climaxed in his usual fifteen seconds, this time, the first time he'd ever fucked me twice in one night...this time it took longer and he went wild with the freedom, he was kissing me all over my body, fucking me like a wild man and as he closed in on his second orgasm of the night, he was biting me all over, my neck, my collarbone, my breasts and as he finally climaxed he bellowed like a silverback gorilla.

I woke early with a cramp, we were both still in the same bed...my bed, my duvet was on the floor, we were both naked, his body half covering mine, his cock sleeping in the furrow between my hip and my abdomen. I pushed him up off of my body, the sunlight was streaming in, lighting my body up, John looked at my breasts, "God...did I do that?"

I rolled out of bed and looked in the mirror, my tits were covered in bruises and bite marks, John was only responsible for a quarter of them but I let him take all the blame.

"I'm going to have to run to the doctor's, try to get in to see him early, just in case I have to go to my consultant in the city to get the morning after pill!"

John looked concerned, "I'm coming with you...after all, it's my fault."

I had a quick shower, as I dried myself, John came in with my thinnest, lightest of white summer dresses, he had a guilty look on his face, "Erm...darling...would you be willing to wear this dress for me today please...just like this...I mean...no bra or..."

I smiled at his blushing face and I pulled the dress over my head with nothing under it, my areolas were clearly visible through the top and my pussy hair showing through lower down.

"I know that when you went out last night in your grunge dress you wore a jacket over it but would you go out to the doctor's with me without a jacket over your dress?"

I smiled again and nodded my head.

As we stepped out of the house we could hear the traffic out on the main road, it was already stationery, the traffic heading east for the docks and the towns to the east was gridlocked, as was the traffic to the west, towards our nearest city.

John grimaced as he stood at his car's door, "We'd be quicker walking at this time of the day!"

I linked my arm in his and we walked towards the main road, we only had to cross to the other side of the trunk road and walk a half a mile beyond to our doctor's surgery. We walked towards Clarke's Wood, I was tempted to pull John through the hole in the fence that Claire had used last night but I controlled myself, we walked around on the public footpath to the lay-by.

There were still five trucks in the lay-by, Rati Runner was still there and as we approached he dropped out of his cab. He grinned at us and wolf whistled at me. I felt John pull me into his side and whispered, "Are you upset by that driver whistling at you?"

I kissed John's cheek, "Does it upset you that he fancies me?"

"Honestly...it turns me on to think that he finds you attractive!"

I kissed John's cheek again, "We're still a little early...if you're turned on, we could slip into the wood...you liked me sucking your cock last night...didn't you?"

"I loved it"

"Well, I could suck you off in the wood if you like!"

John almost pulled me into the wood, I crouched in front of him and unzipped his trousers, as I sucked his cock Rati Runner cleared his throat, he'd followed us into the wood. I looked up at John's face with his cock still in my mouth, he looked worried but I'd felt his cock jump in my mouth when he realised that another man was watching us.

"Darling, there's someone there... shouldn't we stop?"

I pulled my mouth off of his cock with a pop, "You want me to stop?"

"God no!"

I sucked him deep into my mouth, I heard shuffling at John's side, a hand stroked the back of my head, I opened my eyes and saw Rati Runner standing right next to John, it was Rati that was stroking my hair!

"I hope you don't mind me butting in mate!"

John looked worried, especially when the sound of press studs popping heralded the opening of his boiler suit, he pulled the front of his underpants down, exposing his cock. I pulled my mouth off of John's cock again and looked from John's cock to Rati's cock, both the same length, John's cock a little thinner. I had my right hand on John's cock, my left hand on John's hip. I sucked John into my mouth again, John took my left wrist away from his hip...John actually put my hand on the trucker's cock and I smiled to myself as I sucked my husband's cock while wanking the other man off with my left hand.

I pulled my mouth off of John's cock and smiled up at him, John patted my right cheek, just gentle pressure, pushing my face towards Rati's cock so now I was sucking the other man's cock as I wanked my husband off with my right hand. I alternated between sucking the two of them until Rati grabbed my head in both hands, holding my face in front of him as he fucked my mouth hard, ramming his cock in hard and deep until I gagged and choked, at that point, he fired off his juice and I swallowed the most disgusting liquid I'd ever tasted.

My eyes flicked over to John's face, he looked really excited as I choked and swallowed.

As soon as Rati had finished, John grabbed my head in his hands and copied the trucker, I was more ready for John though and rather than gagging, I started swallowing as soon as I felt the tip of John's cock at the back of my throat. The muscle at the entrance to my throat massaged John's cockhead, causing him to explore in my throat in just a few seconds.

I stood up and looked at my husband awkwardly, "Was that okay?"

John shook his head with a silly grin on his face, "Not okay...fucking fantastic..." He looked down at his cock, "...look, I'm hard again already just from thinking about it!"

There were voices from one of the parallel pathways, "I'm sure they said she was around here somewhere dad,...look, there's the fallen tree in the clearing that they mentioned on the radio!"

John looked at my face, his grin widened, then he gave a fake cough before pulling me into him to kiss my still foul tasting mouth.

Two men, one older, the other younger, the youngest, looked just a little younger than John, came from the other direction. John whispered in my ear, "The older guy is older than my dad, his name is Dennis, he worked at my dad's office before he retired...would you fancy sucking his cock for him?"

I looked over at the two men, I shrugged my shoulders, John was tickling my bum as he kissed me...no, not tickling...his fingers were walking the back of my dress up over my bum, exposing my naked buttocks to the two men.

I felt a hot palm pressing against my buttocks, the older man had his hand flat against my arse, he slapped my buttock gently, "Does she take it up her arse mate?"

I felt John shiver against my body, he hadn't put his cock away, it was pressing into my belly through my dress and I felt it jump at the mention of me taking his cock up my bum. John put his lips against my ear, "Have you ever thought about it?"

I shrugged my shoulders, I swapped places, my lips against John's ear, "Never even thought about it...but... I'd never thought about sucking a cock until last night...I could have been doing that to you for years when I was fertile and you wanted sex but didn't want to wear a condom!"

We swapped again and John whispered, "Would you let Dennis try?"

This time our conversation had been overheard, the older man started exploring down the cleft between my buttocks, testing the tightness of my anal muscle, he slipped his finger down to my cunt, dredged a little of my own excitement out of my pussy and rubbed that over my bum-hole as a lubricant and wriggled the tip of his finger inside my bum.

I looked at his face, weighed up his body, looked over my shoulder at his hand under the back of my dress fumbling over my arse, "Okay, I'm game, I'll give it a try!"

As soon as I finished speaking Dennis pulled the tip of his finger out of my bum and pushed the hem of my dress up, when my dress reached my armpits, I lifted my arms, my eyes locked on John's as I was stripped naked on the footpath through the woods and Dennis handed my dress to John to carry.

"I'm Dennis, my lad is Tom, what's your name darling?"

I mumbled "Victoria." As Dennis pulled me from the narrow path to the clearing, I was pushed over the fallen tree, face down and without anything to cover the rough bark.

Tom had his cock in my mouth as soon as I was pressed into the tree trunk and Dennis dipped his cock in my cunt to wet its head before trying to get it up my bum. Dennis made several forays between my cunt and my arse, as he tried to enter my bum, John's nose was almost touching my hip as he watched Dennis trying to open my bum up for his cock.

After fifteen minutes, Dennis had only managed to get the very tip of his cock in my bottom, I pulled my mouth off of Tom's cock, "I'm sorry but I don't think I can manage it!"

Dennis pulled back, bent his knees and returned, slamming his cock into my cunt and fucked me at full speed until he filled my belly and as the father filled my cunt, his son washed my tonsils with his own jiz.

I thought my first experience of tasting spunk had been disgusting but as I swallowed Tom's spunk, I'd become used to the taste and now, my fourth mouthful of baby juice didn't taste so bad.

John helped me up, Dennis and Tom were heading back to the lay-by, I had scratches and scrapes all over my body, on my breasts, my stomach and my hips. John used his linen handkerchief and spit to clean moss stains off of my body, leaving me naked in the clearing for as long as possible...in the end I had to remind him that the doctor would be opening at any moment so John handed me my dress back and we walked hand in hand to the main road.

It was usually dangerous to cross the road at the side of the lay-by, the speed limit was seventy miles an hour on that road but most drivers classed that as the minimum speed and some drive almost half as fast again but at that time of the day, there was six lanes of stationary cars and trucks. John pulled me in front of the line of cars driven by business men heading for the city, we stopped in the central reservation and John laughed, "What's put pressure on your funny bone darling?"

John struggled to talk he was laughing so much, "It's the looks on the faces of those stuffy business men in their German cars, one look at you dressed like that and they'll need to stop off somewhere to beat their erections down before they reach their offices."

It was a little harder to cross the east bound carriageway because the lorries were almost forming a wall of solid steel but suddenly they stopped and formed a clear gap for us to cross, it wasn't altruism on the part of the drivers, just that they wanted time to watch me crossing the road in my ultra thin dress.

We reached the doctor's surgery as he unlocked the door, we were just ahead of his first timed appointment and he agreed to see me straight away. John would usually sit in the waiting room while I saw the doctor but today he didn't seem to want to let go of my hand.

John sat on one seat in front of the doctor and I sat in the other, I lied about how I'd become susceptible to falling pregnant, I said that we'd been using a condom that ruptured during sex. The doctor checked my records on his computer screen before looking at me over the top of his glasses, "I'm going to have to examine you Mrs Clarke, you could already be pregnant, in which case the morning after pill would be unsuitable and we'll have to put you forward for an abortion...your consultant won't be in his office at Addenbrooke's Hospital yet so I'll examine you first and then talk to your consultant to see what he thinks our next step should be...he might even want to see you himself before he agrees to a treatment."

He looked at the way I was dressed, "I'm going to have to examine your breasts as well as give you an internal, can the front of your dress be loosened?"

"I'll have to just take it all the way off doctor."

"Okay, you can use the screen..." I'd already pulled my dress off over my head right there in the middle of his office. The doctor looked awkwardly at John sitting there with a grin on his face, I looked at John as well, I wasn't looking at his face, I was looking at the erection he was trying to hide under his forearm.

The seat that John was sitting on was directly opposite the end of the examination bed so my knees were pointing at him as I sat on the paper hygiene screen covering the bed. I watched John's reaction as the doctor palpated my breasts, he was feeling for lumps and bumps but he was looking at the bruising, bite marks and grazes covering my breasts, "I don't usually see this much superficial damage unless the woman has suffered a violent rape!"

"No doctor...no rape, just my husband...when the condom broke last night I told him that he could let himself go as the damage had already been done...he got very carried away after eighteen years of having to hold himself back."

I was told to lay back, my lower legs still dangling off the end of the bed while the doctor felt around my abdomen to see if he could feel a developing foetus in my belly. "I'm going to need to do a deep internal examination; I just have to put the stirrups in place first."

I could see that John was as hard as a rock, bouncing about in his seat to get the best view of what the doctor was doing to me as he examined me. My calves were lifted into the stirrups and fate chose that moment to drop a lump of jellified semen, left behind by Dennis earlier, onto the paper covering the end of the bed. The speculum was inserted without any lubrication, it was usually uncomfortable when inserted even with a covering of lubrication but this time, for the first time, I took the speculum all the way in without any discomfort at all.

"Are you sure that you haven't been violently raped Mrs Clarke, I can see considerable damage inside, you have cuts and abrasions and your cervix has suffered considerable damage too!"

"No doctor, just my husband being playful...when I'm at my most fertile, I make him use a vibrator on me to satisfy my needs, it's modelled on a large black man's cock, he may have been a little rougher with it than usual!"

John managed to prevent himself groaning at my new lie about my massive dildo, he was almost masturbating behind the doctor's back.

I was handed a massive cluster of tissues, "Here, use these to clean...erm, you can get dressed as soon as you're ready."

I cleaned my pussy with the clump of tissues, I looked at the paper covering the end of the bed between my legs, the jellified semen that had fallen out of my cunt moments earlier was still just sitting there, looking like a jellyfish on a beach.

I sat listening to the doctor talking to my specialist at Addenbrooke's Hospital, the morning after pill was discounted for the same reason that I couldn't take the birth control pill, I'd vomit the pill out well before it had any useful effect on my body. It was decided that I'd need to have what they called a D&C or scrape...to all intense and purposes, an early term abortion but because of the damage to my cervix, it was decided that I'd need to wait until the following week to have the procedure performed.

There was also talk of some more effective birth control than relying on condoms, the pill was out of the question because I was allergic to oral contraceptives, I couldn't have an IUD coil fitted because they won't fit one if the woman hadn't had at least one child so there would have to be tests made on me to see if I could take birth control implants and if they weren't an option, then they would have to tie my fallopian tubes or do a hysterectomy on me.

I had an appointment to go into Addenbrooke's Hospital the following week for my D&C but before that, I'd be visiting an allergy clinic to see if I was allergic to the chemicals that made up the implants.

We walked through the waiting room, it was full of people who should have seen the doctor long ago but I didn't feel the slightest bit guilty...for me, a pregnancy could have been a life threatening thing so it was more important that I was seen ahead of the woman with the runny nose, the man who needed stitches removing from a cut on his head or the boy with a sprained ankle.

Once in the street, I held my fist out to John as if I was going to punch him, I held my hand there until John placed his palm under my fist and I opened my hand, dropping a small tube into his open hand, "What's this?"

"It's the lubricant that the doctor usually covers the speculum with to get it in without too much discomfort but he didn't need it today because of Dennis' spunk filling my cunt so I palmed it for you because we don't have any Vaseline at home."

"Why would we need lubricant or Vaseline?"

"I just assumed that after Dennis had failed to get his cock up my bum earlier...you'd want to try for yourself once we got home!"

John giggled like a school girl..."I was planning on trying but I was just going to do what Dennis did, try using your pussy juice as a lubricant."

We reached the main road and stopped walking, rush hour had ended, traffic to the east was moving at over sixty miles per hour, mostly trucks and vans, the traffic to the west, mainly cars and mainly travelling forty miles an hour faster than the trucks. "The lay-by's empty now so we may as well walk to the underpass...it'll be a lot safer to cross there!"

I looked at John with a smile on my face, "You were hoping for another truck driver that needed his cock sucked were you?"

John returned my smile, "Of course I was, now that you have discovered that you like sucking cocks I want you to get as much practice as possible!"

It was a short walk to our village turning off of the main road, a footbath had been dug under the road as the traffic flowed far too fast to risk crossing on foot over the road, as usual, financial cut backs had put the lights out on the long underground tunnel. When we reached the middle of the tunnel John stopped me, the middle point was marked by a gap in the roof to let natural light in under the central reserve. I was turned to face the wall of the tunnel and the back of my dress pulled up, John coated a finger with the thick lubricant and started to butter my anus while I looked to the left and to the right to try and spot anyone walking into the tunnel from either end. John got all of one finger up my bum with no pain at all because of the lubricant and the work done earlier by Dennis.

"Do you think I could try my cock now darling?"

Before I got the chance to say okay, John's mobile phone sounded, "Fuck it...not now!"

I was about to turn to face John again but he held me facing the wall as he answered his phone using the speaker phone option so he didn't have to hold the phone against his ear. "John...have you forgotten me...we have a game of chess scheduled for nine thirty today!"

"Hi Kevin...sorry, not forgotten you, just had to go with Vicky to the doctor first, I'll be there in a couple of minutes!"

John closed the call and said, "Shit...I was looking forward to trying anal with you here...later perhaps."

Kevin had been a rugby player until he had a motorcycle accident that crushed his legs and left him in a wheelchair. As part of the rugby club's distraction team, John had been asked to befriend Kevin and make sure that he got to match days and club events as well as helping him keep his spirits up at home in our small village.

"Do you want me to walk you home before I go to Kevin's house?"

"I could come with you...I'm sure that losing a game of chess with you will cheer Kevin up, but he might win if I give him a game instead of you! That will cheer him up more"

We walked to the little cul-de-sac of alms houses owned by the local council for local disabled people, "I'm popping along to the shop for milk...Kevin never has any milk in when we play chess...you go straight down to his bungalow, the third on the left, it has the blue front door."

I walked straight to Kevin's house and knocked on the door. Kevin yanked the door open, "John...oh, sorry, you're early...I was expecting a friend to play chess but he's very late and you're very early...he won't mind waiting for you to finish my physiotherapy...he should have been on time, shouldn't he!"

Kevin was talking much too fast for me to get a word in edgewise and all the time he was talking he was wheeling himself backwards towards his bedroom. "You're new, I've never seen you before...but then I hardly ever see the same nurse twice."

I followed Kevin through to his bedroom, by the time I reached his bedroom door he was pulling himself out of his wheelchair, leaving his trousers behind. "I have my own massage oil...save you going out to your car for your bag of tricks, I have latex gloves too!"

I smiled at him, as he sat on his bed wearing just a t-shirt and underpants, he was hard in the cock department tenting out his pants.

"So...Kevin...is it okay to call you Kevin?"

He nodded his head.

"So tell me Kevin, what am I here to do for you today?"

"Just a massage on my legs and feet to help blood flow...sometimes your colleagues take pity on me and give me a happy ending to the massage...if you know what I mean."

The front door knocker went, it was John with the bottle of milk, "Should I get that for you Kevin?"

"Please...just tell him to wait in the living room...you won't take long will you...never more than twenty minutes even if I'm given a happy ending after..."

I opened the door to John, "I'm just in the bedroom with Kevin, he needs a massage on his legs with a happy ending, he says that you can wait in the living room until I'm finished if you like!"

John went in the kitchen while I went back into Kevin's bedroom. I put on latex gloves and looked through Kevin's selection of massage oils, he picked out the cypress oil to help circulation.

I started at his feet and massaged all over before moving on to his ankles. John walked in at that point with a tray of coffee, three mugs and biscuits.

"Thanks John...you can wait in the living room...why don't you set up the chess board."

"That's okay mate, I'm interested in watching you getting your legs massaged."

"John...bugger off, I'll never get a happy ending if you're standing there watching us!"

"Oh...I'm sure that my wife will give you hand relief...oral sex...even full sex, even if I'm watching her work!"

"You never told me that your wife was a physiotherapist...you always said that she didn't work for a living!"

"My wife isn't a therapist, she came with me to play chess with you, give you a chance of winning at least one game of chess this year but it looks like she's getting into massaging you instead."

Kevin started to bluster and apologise, he tried to cover his erection standing inside his underpants.

I smiled at his sudden discomfort, "Why don't you pull your pants down instead of trying to hide your erection from me."

Kevin lifted his left buttock and pulled his pants down that side and swapped to lifting his right buttock and got his pants down below his balls. I pulled them down the rest of the way with my oil covered hands and as I continued massaging his legs, I leaned forward and sucked his cock.

John lifted the back of my dress again and started fingering my bottom again, adding more lubricant as he went in. I swallowed my fifth load of spunk, Kevin must have eaten a lot of curries because his spunk had a distinct taste of masala spice as an after note.

Kevin didn't bother putting his underpants or trousers back on, he slipped over to his wheel chair and we went into the living room to play chess while John watched.

When the game was about half way through, John said, "If you beat my wife...you can fuck her, if she wins, she can fuck you!"

Kevin knocked his king over, "I surrender...you win Victoria!"

I let Kevin get into position on his back on his bed and I climbed on top of him, girl on top position. As I was fucking Kevin, John pulled my dress off over my head and then he pushed me down so that I was kissing Kevin and while I fucked him, John was playing around my bottom again, he'd taken a small glass bottle out of Kevin's rubbish bin, washed it and then he inserted it into my bottom, narrow end first without any extra lubricant.

I'd only just got Kevin off for his second time when there was a knock at the front door again, this time it really was Kevin's physiotherapist to massage his legs and feet.

John managed to control himself until we reached home before he pushed me over the back of the sofa in the living room and he fucked me up my bum for the first time ever.

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