My continuing dilemma is that after 12 years of marriage, my husband Bobby (and I'm Janice) has changed almost over night, into something like a sex manic. As I have said before I think the very devil himself has got into him. We were just an ordinary couple having sex once a week at the weekend. But now Bobby wants me having sex, kinky & porno perverted sex! Every morning, noon and night!
He wants sex at least three times a day during the week and I am beginning to get nervous and on edge when each weekend arrives. Why? Because my husband! My Husband! Wants me to be having all kinds of kinky sex, from the moment he wakes up in the morning, all day long until late at night.
Some Saturdays I'm being shagged from first thing, until well into the early hours of Sunday morning! With Bobby's huge rampant stiff cock plunging in and out of me. My mouth, sucking him hard and then being ravished with my cunt and bum hole being filled again and again with cock. With me on my back with my legs in the air, turned over onto my knees and being humped from behind or lifted up and impaled onto his cock and walked around the bedroom like some kind of perverted a circus sex show! But Wow it was amazing with my legs wrapped tightly around Bobby, with his huge cock impaled up my cunt and fucking me like crazy, I was just totally in his control and it felt amazing having sex in a crazy wild situation wandering around the house from room to room having sex like that. It was just pure lust and I was feeling sexual emotions like never before. Quite mind blowing and I was in sexual heaven.
When he walks me around impaled on his cock, its the most amazing feeling, his cock moves around inside me with each step. His big strong arms holding me tightly and lifting me up and down on his cock as its embedded deep inside my cunt. The orgasms I experience are head spinning and dizzily amazing.
It all began when we had a holiday weekend at a hotel in Cornwall on the Easter weekend holiday. In the room there was a library of books for the guests to read. One of these books was an old book called.
"The Book of Tales from the Erotic East 1900." Bobby began reading this damn stupid bloody book. The more he read this book, the more and more he began to change, expecting, and then demanding more and more sex with me.
I thought that once the weekend was over then everything would return to our old normal routine. But it didn't. Driving back home Bobby got me to wear my sexy black stockings and suspender belt under my long dress. But he insisted I not wear my black lace knickers. As we were driving up the motorway Bobby lifted my dress and using his fingers, began to sexually play with my pussie and run his hand up and down my stocking legs. He also exposed me to some passing lorry drivers, flashing my underwear and pussie at them.
At one point during the drive home. Bobby stopped at a service area and he gave me an orgasm with his fingers pressing my clitty with us sitting in the front seat, side by side, then Bobby got me into the back and we had a 'quickie' on the back seat of the car. With me up on my knees and Bobby humping away at my cunt in the 'Doggy Style' position. I was nervous as hell thinking that at any moment some would would drive past and stop and see us having sex in the car park. I was quite ashamed of myself at that point. Allowing Bobby to use me like a cheap road side slut in the service area. Bobby asked me afterwards if I enjoyed being 'Serviced' in a 'Service Area'. One of his kinky jokes of course!
I admit I am enjoying having all the sexual orgasms. But it's the way that Bobby had changed. He took the damn stupid book back with him from the hotel. When he reads from it, the more his sexual appetite seems to increase.
Bobby has also insisted that I pose for dozens of pornographic photos. They are of me in my lingerie and of us both having sex together. He started taking the kinky photos at the hotel and now all around the house too. He has also bought a new digital video camera and has begun to record our sexual couplings and his perverted sexual exploits with me.
I'm treated like a lady one day and a complete tart the next. One day Bobby will bring me home a bunch of flowers and a bottle of wine and we will have a romantic and erotic night of love together. The following day, I could be marched upstairs into the bedroom, ordered to strip and to get onto my knees and then mounted and shagged and fucked in my mouth, my cunt and then spread apart and Bobby ravish me with his cock right up me from behind in my bum hole. All of these kinky perverted sexual sessions are now being regularly recorded by the video camera and I'm made to perform and parade myself like some kind of cheap amateur porn star. Bobby calls me his very own 'Bedroom Whore'. I am ashamed to say that these sexual couplings are actually very erotic and I am steadily becoming used to being used for my husbands perverted pleasure. The orgasms I have are amazing, Bobby has encouraged me to yell and scream and make as much noise as possible, so I just let myself go and I do.
This coming weekend Bobby has arranged a meeting between us an another couple. He made contact with them via a internet chat room, so that He could experiment with the idea of 'Swinging Sex'. So for the first time in about 14 years I could be having my first sexual experience with another man and Bobby will be having the pleasure of having sex with another married woman. I've seen photos of them. (Terry & Christine.) On the computer and Bobby has sent some of our 'Private' photos. Bobby also sent a second set of 'Private' photos. They were very pornographic of Bobby shagging me in my stockings and suspenders with a full view of my face and my pussie being filled with Bobby's cock. I was a bit embarrassed about those photos. Terry & Christine sent a set of pornographic photos back. They showed Christine being fucked by Terry and several other couples at a swingers party, where Christine was 'Gang Banged' by all the husbands. Bobby and I have also exchanged some sexy chat between Terry & Christine over the past few evenings. So I am already heavily committed to going along with the idea of having 'Swinging Sex'. Who knows maybe I'll get over my nerves and reservations and I might just actually enjoy myself on Saturday night!
Christine sounds alright, she seems to have a good idea of what I am experiencing and she has promised to 'Look After Me'. So I am going to put my trust in her, call it woman's intuition, that everything will turn out alright on the night.
So for this coming event I asked for a blank cheque so that I could have a new outfit, clothes, shoes, extras, hairdresser etc. Bobby agreed but also stipulated that since I was a swinging virgin. (Him Too!) That I go for the 'Virgin' look. That is all white. So I have now have an all white outfit consisting of the following. High heels, dress, scarf, handbag, lingerie (Pearl white Basque & matching pearl lustre lace top stockings). Hat, gloves, garters. Etc. Etc. Etc. The works! And a really good hairdresser plus nails and a spa day out at a local hotel. It cost a fortune, but I'm worth it! I look a bit like a wedding cake, but actually rather sophisticated. I can even wear my old pearl earrings and necklace to set the whole thing off. So now I am ready for the weekend and my first experience of 'Swinging Sex!' I'm not sure what to expect, but I'll just go along with the whole thing and try it out.
I do admit I am enjoying all the sex. It's absolutely amazing and I'm enjoying more orgasms now than I have since we got married. I don't know quite what to do. Should I now embrace this new erotic sexual experience or try and return back towards a more normal married relationship. But should I go back to be Mrs boring, or step forward as Mrs Sexy, I'm just not sure which way to go.
This is my personal dilemma, I am torn between the two ways of living our lives together, I would love to confide in someone and try to talk it over with a friend or someone else. I'm not sure I want to be judged unfairly nor do I want to be condemned for allowing my life to be controlled by my husband. Swinging sex could be our whole new life together.
What should I do? What can I do? Should I do anything at all? But then I am beginning to feel drawn to the sexual enjoyment, the abandonment of convention and the sheer erotic excitement of my renewed sex life.
The weekend:
We arrived on the Saturday evening at around eight in the evening, as we had all agreed via e-mail. I was dressed in an expensive all white outfit because firstly I was a 'swinging virgin' and secondly because I wanted Bobby to invest both money as well as sex into our relationship. In any case I was worth it. My all white out fit was new from top to bottom, shoes stockings, basque, dress, coat, gloves, garters. Etc. etc. I looked marvellous, stunning and above all very sexy too! So off I went to my first ever swinging experience.
I was slowly getting into enjoying the erotic sex and although still a little shy (and sometimes quite frightfully ashamed!) about having sex with someone else outside my marriage bed. I was willing to let Bobby have his adventure and too join in with anything and everything he wanted me to do with Christine & Terry. Even if that meant fucking, shagging and generally behaving like a slut and a tart for just one evening. I agreed to this arrangement, but knew that Bobby saw this as just the beginning, he wanted more and more sex and after this evening, he would probably want more and more. I just had to throw caution to the wind and see if perhaps this one evening of sex would satisfy him.
Christine said she would look after me during the evening and she was as good as her word. As we arrived her house was warm and welcoming, she offered us drinks and I gulped mine down as fast as I could. I wanted to be a bit drunk because I knew that I could not just strip off and perform sex with near complete strangers if I was sober. Christine filled and re-filled my glass. In less than half an hour over stepping over the threshold I was being led upstairs to the bedroom by Christine. Terry and Bobby were staying down looking at porn sites on the internet.
Upstairs in the bedroom Christine undressed me down to my white silk basque and stockings, she slipped off my panties with a smile and told me.
'You won't be needing these for the rest of the night.' She smiled as she crawled over the bed and spread my legs apart opening up my sex and she lowered her face straight onto my pussy and began to lick her tongue into my cunt and she pleasured both herself and me. She put her tongue into me and sucked my clit and invaded my sex with her fingers, making me moan and sigh as she made me have a sexual orgasm for the first time with a woman having lesbian sex with me spread across her marriage bed. Next I was told by Christine.
'Your turn, lick me! Lick my cunt and make me cum with your sexy little housewife tongue!' She ordered me.
