Shy Wife to Hot Wife

Continuation story but from Lucy's point of view...

I'd watched the video back several times, and it excited and scared me equally. Danny had been only too happy to watch me give John a hand-job while he watched and encouraged, then even more eager to watch me giving Mark a blow-job and then join in too. Each time I got to the part at the end of the video, and how much cum coated my face, I wanked and came hard each time.

I was scared because while I watched it, Danny wasn't there. In my mind, I imagined I'd blown Mark but the other cock belonged to John instead of my husband. I couldn't work out why I'd blurred him out of what was such a pleasurable experience. Now that it was Mark and John in my thoughts, I came harder still, my orgasms amongst my strongest ever. Each time I did so I felt a little bit of guilt afterwards, but I couldn't tell Danny.

I sat at work in my office, separated from the others due to my social anxiety, glad to be on my own as I couldn't concentrate on work. I tried to ask myself why I was imagining Danny not being there, but I couldn't find an answer. I told myself that he was there, he was the one filming, but that seemed to gloss over the fact I couldn't picture him, why he appeared as someone else. I was glad to finally go home, mainly because I had three days' leave starting now.

I had a feeling Danny sensed something was up, but at the same time, he knew he'd wondered how I'd felt after John, whether I'd enjoyed it. While eating I took a deep breath and asked if he regretted me with Mark, and he laughed and told me he'd been wondering if I had. We laughed and the conversation changed to talking about it, how much he'd enjoyed it, and he hoped I'd enjoyed it as much. I told him that he did, but kept quiet about my thoughts while watching it back.

Bored the next day once he'd left for work, I wandered around the house doing a few odd jobs and then decided to watch TV for a while. I hadn't watched daytime TV for a while and flicked through the channels and found nothing worth watching. I started to think about the video again and getting a little turned on, decided to find some porn to watch. I went out into the garden and checked the gate was locked, after finding out Danny had unlocked it on purpose to let Mark watch me masturbating I'd started checking it regularly now, despite what it had led to that night.

I put a porn film on that we hadn't watched before, but with the same actress that John had remarked looked like me. It wasn't long into the film before I was gasping. She'd come back home and three men had been there with her husband. Before long she was on her knees, sucking two of their cocks while the other made her husband sit and watch. They tore at her blouse, ripping it off before pulling her bra off too. While her husband tried to protest, they threw her over the sofa. While one of them stuffed his cock back into her mouth, the other went behind her and plunged his cock into her wetness. Despite trying to push away, it was obvious that the girl was enjoying the hard pounding she was getting from both ends.

My hand wandered between my legs and I started fingering myself, telling myself off for not getting my dildo before I started watching. I watched the video, the faces of the two men blurring into Mark and John. My other hand slid down and I rubbed at my clit until I came, squirting all over the floor.

As I relaxed and concentrated on the film again I gasped loudly once more. Now the third guy had left the husband sitting watching, although protesting he wasn't getting up to stop them. The third guy slipped off his clothes to reveal a cock bigger than the others. The guy getting the blowjob was now lying on the floor while they made her straddle him, and then the one who had been fucking her stood over him, feeding his cock into her mouth. While I started squirming again, the third guy took hold of his cock and slid it into her.

It didn't seem right to me, was he in her pussy too? The guy fucking her face held her head still and then the camera panned to behind, showing his cock deeply embedded in her arse. I'd been a virgin when I met Danny, and although he'd taught me a lot where sex was concerned, anal sex wasn't one of them. When the guy came in her mouth and now it wasn't filled she squealed loudly at her pussy and arse being fucked at the same time, it both scared and intrigued me. I paused the film and quickly ran upstairs.

I'd been very naive in thinking I could get the dildo and after a little bit of effort, it would be comfortable inside me like when I used it on my pussy. Despite coating it by rubbing it through my wet pussy and soaking it with my saliva, I could barely manage to insert the tip without crying out and pulling it away with it hurting. I carried on watching the film but started using just one finger only on my arse. By the end of the film, I could push it in and out without too much discomfort. I had another two days off after today, I made it my mission to surprise Danny on Friday night when he came home.

I went onto our lingerie shopping site and logged a new account, only because I knew Danny had used his email address and he'd get a notification if I used the same account to buy something. I found what I wanted and ordered for the next day's morning delivery. As excited as I was about their arrival, I knew I was going to have to face a stranger when the delivery came. Part of me wanted it to come before Danny went to work, but then he'd ask lots of questions.

I was almost scared of Danny being around the next morning, he seemed to be hanging around before going out. Maybe he was hoping for a repeat of last night when I'd rode him and made him cum inside me four times. When he'd finally left I heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at the clock he wasn't any later going out, it had just seemed like it. Now I had another worry, having the parcel delivered. Part of me hoped it would have been left next door again but I knew Mark had gone back to his own house now.

If I'd hoped it would be left on the doorstep and the doorbell rang to let me know it was here I was going to be disappointed. Danny had only been left for around thirty minutes when the bell rang. I'd dressed conservatively, in a loose jumper, a little too uncomfortable to wear as it was already quite warm outside and not yet 9 am. I opened the door a little, to tell the delivery driver to put it down so that I could collect it once he'd walked off, but no such luck. The parcel needed to be signed for so he stood looking at me, holding his tablet out for me to sign. He smiled and walked away.

I took the box and went to the kitchen table. Another thing I hadn't considered, I was glad it was in a plain cardboard box and didn't have the company name written all over it. I opened it eagerly, tipping the box and spilling the contents onto the table. I'd ordered an anal training set, three different size butt plugs with a large bottle of lube. The videos I'd watched suggested this as my best route to go down. I picked the paper up to read it, the sizes of the plugs were on there. All were shaped the same, a bulbous end with a flared base, and all were the same width as their insertable length, the smallest four inches, a medium-sized five inch, and the largest being six inches. I gulped seeing that one, but if I wanted to be comfortable with my dildo I'd need to get used to it.

Despite my apprehension holding the largest one in my hand, I knew I was getting turned on. I quickly ran and checked the garden gate was locked, then ran upstairs after picking up the contents. I undressed quicker than I'd ever done before, my clothes being strewn anywhere and everywhere in my haste. I got on all fours on the bed, my knees right on the edge, leaning down onto one shoulder and pointing my arse towards a carefully placed large mirror so that I could watch myself.

I slid a finger through my pussy, wetting it, then slid it up and across my puckered hole, smiling at the sensations running through my body. I took my time, sliding my finger in slightly and pausing to look, more and more over time until most of my finger was inside my virgin arsehole. I took a deep breath and started to finger my arse slowly. The feeling was amazing, and I couldn't help but rub my clit with my other hand and made myself cum in seconds, my finger still plunged into my arse.

Having nothing else planned for the day I had plenty of time before Danny came home to keep persisting with first one finger and then two. Now as I withdrew my fingers I spread my buttocks and watched as my hole gaped and then closed. Now I felt it was time and picked up the smallest plug and the bottle of lube. Remembering the video, I put lube on my fingers and worked it into my arsehole, then smeared the plug too. I held it in place and took a deep breath.

Slowly, slowly, slowly, ouch! Fuck, it was stretching me more than my fingers had. I needed to be much braver and to control my breathing more. I watched and tried again, watching my hole stretch around the plug, taking a deep breath with each little push. I could feel my shoulder starting to hurt too much with leaning my weight on it, and if it was going in it needed to be soon. I took a deep breath again and pushed.

Oh fuck, oh fuck, the feeling of being filled as the plug finally settled into my arse was exhilarating, but I need to move, my shoulder was starting to get numb. I rolled over onto my back, and it took my breath away. I loved that the base kept it in place, and thinking about the video again I stood up. I lifted a leg and put it up onto the bed, and looked at myself in the mirror as the black base stared back at me.

I walked around the room gingerly, feeling the plug push and pull inside my anal cavity, and the temptation to touch myself while having the plug inside me got too much, I wanted to feel what it was like with my arsehole plugged. I dragged a chair over, lifted the mirror onto it, and then lay back on the bed on some quickly placed pillows to lift my head and allow me to watch in the mirror. I rubbed my clit slowly, and softly, trying not to rush the feeling. I could feel the urge to go quicker, but resisted somehow. Suddenly I stopped as the doorbell rang.

Fuck, who could that be? Ignore it I told myself. Then I heard the letterbox lift and Bill calling out and asking if I was in, he needed to speak to me urgently. I panicked but knew that I couldn't ignore him as my car was on the drive. I went to the top of the stairs and shouted down that I wouldn't be long. I quickly pulled on the jumper I'd been wearing but couldn't find my knickers or trousers. I lifted my leg but couldn't pull the plug out. I looked in the mirror, Bill had rung the bell again. My jumper was long enough I hoped as I went downstairs.

"Hi Bill, what's up?" I asked as I swung the door open, "Did you have a good holiday?"

"Yes thanks, until we got home that is. Joan has fallen over and banged her hip and can't walk, I was hoping you'd pop around in a bit so I can go and get some shopping in, I don't want to leave her alone," he asked.

"Erm yeah sure, I need to get dressed properly first," I answered, "I was getting ready to shower," I continued, seeing him look at what I had on.

He thanked me and told me he'd see me later, I told him I'd be around as soon as possible and would shower afterwards. He walked up the path and then asked if I was okay as I looked flushed. I laughed and told him I had some leave, I wasn't sick.

I shut the door, my heart racing knowing I stood facing Bill with just a single item of clothing hiding both my nakedness and me having my arse plugged. I giggled and pictured myself turning and bending him over, showing him my filled arse, turning and putting my hand over my open mouth to suppress my shock. I'd never looked at Bill like that before, but despite being in his sixties I could see where Mark got his good looks from.

It took me a little longer than I thought to remove the butt plug as I watched on in the mirror, gasping again as I saw how wide my arsehole was once the plug slid out. I quickly grabbed some tissues and wiped my pussy dry, then dressed and went around.

It seemed to be forever until Bill came back, I had to sit with Joan, helping her to go to the toilet at one point, Joan was glad that they had one downstairs as well as up. He thanked me when he got back, and I stayed while he put the shopping away. I longed to get home but he came back in with a mug of coffee for me. I nearly spat some out when he told me that Mark had told them that he'd been around, but thankful he hadn't gone into detail, only that he'd bought a parcel around. Bill asked what it had been and smiled, Joan slapping his arm playfully and telling him not to be nosey.

"Nothing for your eyes Bill," I laughed at him.

"That's a shame with Joan out of action for a while," he laughed back.

I looked at them both puzzled, then Joan laughed and told me that they still had a very good sex life despite their age, but Bill was going to have to go solo for a while now. She giggled when she said it and told me she hoped she hadn't embarrassed me. I shook my head no, and Bill said again that if I did change my mind about showing him then he'd be very happy. I couldn't work out how far he was going to joke about it in front of Joan until I went to leave.

"I know Mark saw you with something from that parcel, he was talking to someone about it on the phone, he didn't hear me outside his room though. Whatever it was it had got him all hot and bothered," he grinned.

"I really don't know what you mean, he brought the box around and then left again, you must have misheard him," I smiled.

I pondered it over while going back home, I wasn't sure how much Bill had heard or what Mark had been saying, but I assume Bill would have been more outright if he'd heard Mark telling someone that I'd given him a blowjob. Once home, I slid in the smallest butt plug and walked around the house for a while longer, removing it when I knew Danny would be due back soon.

Virtually as soon as Danny had left for work on Thursday I was up and in the shower, cleaning my arse out as much as possible before lubing up the middle plug. This took a little more effort to insert but I was determined to go through with it, I had to if I was to surprise Danny tomorrow night. I changed tactic slightly, leaving the plug for a short while and then removing it, leaving it five minutes and then putting it back in. I was getting so turned on but resisting the urge to touch myself, to make myself cum, and my pussy tingled so much aching for my fingers to fill that too. By mid-afternoon, I was ready to try the largest plug.

I removed the medium-sized one and went to shower again, if nothing else but to try to cool me down, I was having hot sweats from edging myself. I grabbed the lube and inserted the largest plug, fist-bumping in delight as it eventually slid in. I stood still for a while, getting used to the feeling of fullness in my arse, then walked downstairs. I laughed to myself and opened the French windows to the garden and unlocked the garden gate. I wasn't sure why, I knew Mark wouldn't suddenly appear as he wasn't around, but I felt my heart flutter wondering if Bill would.

No, I told myself, he can't leave Joan. I turned and bent, looking behind myself, staring at my arse on the blank TV screen. I loved how the plug looked, and how it would look to Danny when he first saw it. My nipples were sore with how erect they were, and how turned on I was, and I giggled. I lay back on the coffee table, glad it was solid oak as it took my weight easily. I put my hands behind my knees and pulled my legs back, as wide as I could manage, my filled arse and exposed pussy pointing directly towards the windows and garden. I imagined Bill standing there, watching me, wanking over me like Mark had.

I turned onto all fours, my knees as wide as the coffee table allowed, and then saw my dildo lying on the floor where I'd left it earlier. I couldn't go any longer, I needed a release, needed to touch myself. I picked it up, stuck the suction part on the coffee table between my legs, and still on all fours slid slowly onto it.

I groaned loudly as my pussy became as full as my arse was. I imagined Bill had gone one step further than Mark and not just knocked on the window, he'd let himself in and took advantage of my turned-on state by impaling my pussy with his cock. Oh fuck, I groaned loudly as I slid on the dildo, my face contorted in pleasure. A mixture of the plug in my arse, the Bill substitute dildo in my pussy and my fingers on my clit had me cumming in seconds. I came so hard that I lost my balance and stumbled off the table. Lying on the floor trying to get my breath back, I heard the doorbell ring.

I paused, holding my breath, trying to remain silent. They'd go away hopefully. The doorbell rang again. I heard Bill call out and ask if was in the shower again and start laughing. I took a deep breath and walked over to the door, quickly sliding on the chain guard. Standing behind the door, I opened it and peered around.

"Oh hi Bill, are you okay?" I asked, holding the door so he could only see my face.

"Yeah, there's a doctor come to check Joan over so I said I'd quickly run over to see if you could sit with her for a bit later, if you don't mind, I have a few things I need to go out and do," he told me.

I smiled and told him it shouldn't be a problem, I'd do Danny something to eat and then pop around at around seven-ish. Bill said thanks, then smiled broadly and said only if I wasn't too busy, laughing loudly as he looked past me, then winked. He walked off down the path, and I turned to see what he'd been looking at. Had he seen my reflection? Had he seen me cowering naked behind the door with my arse still full of butt plug? I couldn't see anything, but then turned to walk back into the living room and noticed the dildo still stuck to the coffee table, glistening in the sunlight where my pussy juices still coated it.

I couldn't keep it from Danny later, but I did tell him a little white lie. I told him that Bill had come to the door while I was naked, and I'd answered it without getting dressed but just peeping around the slightly ajar door, but I thought Bill had seen the dildo still on the coffee table where I'd left it while watching a video. Danny laughed, wondering what kind of video I'd been watching and pretending to look puzzled. He laughed again and said that he'd probably gotten his first erection in years. I corrected him and told him what Joan had told me previously, and that he'd overheard Mark on the phone about the parcel he'd bought around.

"What do you think Joan was asking you?" Danny asked me.

"I don't know, she did make a point of feeling sorry for him having to look after himself, so to speak," I answered.

"I'll come around with you later, just to judge for myself," Danny smiled.

Joan had a smile on her face when she saw us arrive, and I saw Bill frown when she told him that he could leave her in peace now, the doctor should be here shortly. His main source of frowning was that Danny had made me wear a short skirt and as soon as I'd sat down I could already see Bill trying to catch a peek.

The doctor checked Joan over and told her he didn't think there was a break or fracture, just some very heavy bruising that would heal quicker if she didn't move so much. She'd laughed and asked him if sex was out of the equation then and the doctor laughed back and told her yes, unfortunately, she was going to have to abstain for a while. Danny showed him out while I went to make us some coffee while we waited for Bill to come back.

"So, you'll be wanting Lucy to come around and help out around here then?" Danny asked, then winked at me.