Everyone is over 18 in this story.
My name is Anna, a happily married English housewife, I was 25 when this happened.
For those who don't know me, I'm a tall slim dark haired sex mad wife. I have nice pert tits and bum with a full bush.
I'm sure I heard him leave early this morning for his Saturday golf game as I lay half asleep in bed. I then thought I heard him peeing. I was in the middle of an erotic dream, as usual. I was bound up tight and a group of guys were about to fuck me.
I felt his cock slide in my cunt as I lay on my side, I was so juicy it slid in easy.
"Mmmmm, I thought you had left."
I heard a grunt, typical I thought as he started fucking me. I was laid with one leg hanging off the bed. I felt him lift my leg up on the bed and I was laying face down.
He was straddling me with his legs as his cock rocked back and forth in my cunt.
I felt his hands spread my ass cheeks, I moaned again as a finger explored my tight asshole.
He pulled his cock out and pushed it against my pink rose. My sphincter resisted for a moment, then with one thrust it was right up rear passage.
In my dream the guys were taking turns in my ass and cunt, I lifted my bum up to meet his thrusting cock.
"Oh fuck yes, use my ass, fuck it, fuck it, harder." I moaned as my orgasm began.
I felt his cum fill my ass.
"Another cock please guys, make me cum please."
I was rubbing my clit like mad, I needed to cum. In my dreamlike state I was begging for more cock. My hand reached out to my bedside table, I fumbled in the drawer for my vibrator, I pushed it straight up my ass and finally my orgasm hit me.
"Fuck yes, I'm fucking cumming, more cock, keep fucking me please guys."
I drifted off to sleep, as they all carried on fucking me.
I'm not sure how long I slept before I finally came to, my vibrator was still up my ass. I knew I'd been fucked as I could feel the cum dribbling out of my ass as I pulled it out.
The bastard, I thought, how could he leave me like that.
My mouth was dry and I needed a pee. I went to the toilet, a quick rinse and found a top to throw on. I needed some coffee.
As I stumbled downstairs I heard music and somebody whistling.
What the fuck was going on. I looked into our lounge, it was covered in dust sheets. Then I saw him, standing on an upturned crate, paintbrush in hand.
Fuck, I forgot he was coming, D, my husband, had told me all about it. He had arranged for a decorator to do up our lounge.
I walked in.
"Good morning love, nice lie in?"
I realised that the top I had on barely reached halfway down my bum. My bushy cunt was fully exposed. I tried to pull it down.
"Don't bother on my behalf love, it looks beautiful." He said as I noticed his cock growing in his overalls.
"We are used to seeing all sorts of things on this job." He smiled.
I went into the kitchen. Fuck, but I needed some coffee.
How long has he been here,
How much did he hear, loads of thoughts were going through my mind, but not making any sense.
I reached up to a cupboard to get a cup just as he walked in.
"Beautiful bum love, any chance of a fresh cup?"
I realised my top had ridden up, I was actually naked from the waist down with a guy I don't know. What was worse I felt my nipples hardening up.
He was in his thirties I guessed, quite attractive as well.
"How long, mmm, when did you get here?" I asked.
"Just as your husband was leaving, he just told me to carry on. Help yourself to anything, tea, coffee, whatever you fancy."
He said grinning as I gave up trying to cover myself up. I made coffee for him.
"I'm Anna." I said.
"Peter." He replied.
Fuck I could see his cock growing, my cunt was getting jucy, I felt it starting to leak. I turned and put my hand between my legs, trying to wipe it before it ran down my thighs.
Mistake, he moved right behind me, I could feel his cock on my ass. He reached around me, his hands up under my top holding my tits. He began squeezing them, pinching my nipples.
I then heard what sounded like paper tearing and looking down I saw his overalls on the ground, paper overalls. I felt his bare cock between my thighs, his hands were lifting my top off as I felt myself leaning over the worktop.
He went to tap my ankles to move my legs open, he needn't have bothered, I had already spread them wide.
His cock slid so easy into my cunt, I felt myself pushing back onto it.
"Fuck, your cunt is so wet, still tight though. You're fucking up for it, aren't you Anna?"
I moaned as his balls hit my ass.
"Just fuck me hard."
He did, he held my tits, pinching them, using them to pull me back on his cock. God his cock felt so good.
"Harder, pound my cunt with that fucking cock."
I had my hand down rubbing my clit, fuck why am I so easy. I was pinching my clit as my first orgasm hit me. My legs nearly gave way and I soon ended up on my knees.
He was still fucking me doggy style, which I love.
"You fucking love it, don't you. Nothing but a fucking cock loving slut.."
He started slapping my ass, I love being called names and being hurt. He was pushing all the right buttons.
"Come on fucking hurt me, I fucking want it, harder, fill my cunt."
He put his around and slapped my cunt.
I was cumming again as his spunk exploded up inside my cunt. I could feel it shooting up inside me, spurt after spurt.
"Fucking suck it cunt."
I pulled off his cock and turned to take his cock in my mouth. It was a good lenght, about seven inches, which I could easily take.
I held his bum pulling his cock right down my throat. His hand was holding my head as he began to face fuck me.
"Keep sucking it you cunt, I've got another load building up for you."
Both hands were on my head, I was gagging on his cock, trying to breathe through my nose as he face fucked me.
"Fuck, her it comes slut, fucking take it all." He thrust it forcefully in my throat as his load shot down my throat.
It was a big load, I was pleased when he pulled his cock out, cum and spit running out of my mouth.
He lifted my face up and jerked the last few strands over my face.
He wiped his cock over my face and tits.
"Any chance of that coffee now Anna?"
I noticed he had nothing on under his paper overalls, as I stood up, rinsed my face in the sink, and made the coffee, again.
"Do you always dress like that?"
"Of course, it's easier and you don't get too hot or any paint on your clothes."
He pulled what was left of them on, the tearing I'd heard left his crutch open. His limp cock was still on show. I grinned.
"Did you fuck me earlier Peter?"
"Well when I got here I wanted a pee and as I walked pass your bedroom I saw you on the bed. You were moaning and after I went I looked back in. Your ass looked lovely and it looked like you were fucking somebody so yes, I did. I only meant to just slide it in a bit but you pushed back."