Ive Just Been Fucked Ch 02

Hello you lot, I've done it again. I've had another amazing fuck with Terry. I will say this for him he doesn't mess about.

We have a little table in the kitchen where we often eat our meals and that's where he shagged me something rotten right across the table-top. He came in and we kissed really passionately. I went into the kitchen to make him a nice cup of coffee and he followed me and came at me from behind wrapping his arms around my waist and snuggling kisses into my neck, he's so sweet. Then he swung me around and propelled me onto the table face down.

"I need a good fuck," He groaned, "I am going to fuck you until you can't stand up."

I had two hands gripping the far edge of the table, my legs were spread apart with my high-heeled shoes planted on the floor and my dress was lifted up and thrown over my waist, then there was the sound of his zip being pulled down and his trousers dropped to his ankles. It was all so fast and furious. He didn't bother to remove my little pink panties before giving me a thick length of cock. The whole thing was so deliciously sexy and erotic, being taken like that by a man that really wanted me.

Terry is big and thick and the feel of his cock inside me is such an exotic feeling. I love it when my pussy peels his foreskin right back and that enormous cock-crown throbs inside me.

Now let me say right at the outset that I am so sorry that I upset so many of you with my confession that I had been driven to cheat on my husband. It was never my intention to upset anyone. I just wanted to be upfront and admit what I had done. I thought you would all have understood and given me one or two brownie points for coming clean. You really are an unforgiving lot aren't you? – Giggle.

I was such a good wife to Tom for so long and where did that get me - nowhere. Now I have a wild sex-life again. Terry just wants to fuck me and fuck me, I know that it is not love or emotional in any way – we just fuck and I like it that way, no complications. So I am not sorry in the least for what I have done. It is all new to me, it is exciting and thrilling. For the time being it is fulfilling and gives me such a buzz. I got fucked for a solid hour or more today, rather than the normal 10 minutes with Tom, and I had wonderful orgasms I never knew possible. What woman wouldn't spread her legs for some of that from a young buck with a body on him like a Greek Adonis?

Anyway, I was being humped on the kitchen table and hanging onto it for dear life as Terry grunted like a wild bear getting its oats for the first time after the winter hibernation. Then I took a sudden gasp of air and yelped as I felt a stinging slap across my backside. I had never been slapped like that and was shocked but it was somehow very exotic. I have never felt as submissive in my life. Then he had my ponytail in one of his hands, pulling on it as he rammed his cock up me. I could feel his firm stomach muscles against my arse and his balls whacking against my clit.

Now I know you women will want to know if he was a better fuck than my husband and I know some of you men, who do not like my confessions, will not be happy but the truth is the truth after all.

I know now that Tom is not much good at sex and that has become very clear. It is probably just a talent he lacks. I am not blaming him it is probably a simple case of some can and some can't, like anything else. As for Terry, he fucks like a wild stallion and as he was thrusting me from one end of the kitchen table to other the most fantastic orgasm built up in my body. My heart was beating like a drum and I could feel it beating in my head, I thought the table legs were going to break. My orgasm came like one wave followed by the next and the intervals between my wickedly erotic contractions got shorter and shorter. My screams were bouncing around the walls of my kitchen then I had the mother of all orgasms and squirted all over his cock, down his thighs and into a pool on my tiled kitchen floor. God above he had made me actually squirt. Where on earth did that come from, you tell me?

How many of you fellow females out there have actually squirted? Please let us all know, I always thought female ejaculation was a load of rubbish, well not anymore, Terry's shoes were full of it – giggle.

By the way I decided not to go back on the pill. Well you know what with all those side-effects, and in any case since Tom had not been having sex with me for six-years and showed no signs of wanting sex with me, nor I with him, it would seem very strange if he found out I was taking the pill. I have a small supply of morning-after pills for Terry and he loves the idea of me being vulnerable to his seed. So I knew what was coming when he quickened his pace and his breathing became erratic. His body was stretched across my back and it shook violently as he fucked me with the force and speed of a jigger-pick.

His spunky seed shot into me like a tsunami. His heavy body went limp and seemed to collapse on me from a great height knocking the wind out of me. Inside my pussy felt red-hot as it was filled with his virile deluge. The glow of it all seemed to spread right through me.

After he left I tidied up especially my cum off the kitchen floor and the creamy jizz that had dripped from my slit onto the tabletop.

Once I composed myself after Terry had left, I went to see my best friend Helen. We have no secrets from each other and I told her everything, she wanted to know all the details.

Helen is married to Ray; they have been married for about 10 years. She is about 32, I think, and Ray is about 45 or so. I could see that she was getting quite horny as I told her about the fuck I had just had with Terry. It was so exciting telling her especially as spunk was still trickling from my slit while I was telling my srory, it felt all sticky in my panties. I know some of you men don't understand it but I do get so giddy when I feel it. It is like Terry has left his mark and owns me and I like that feeling. Helen said I was such a lucky bitch.

When I got home I phoned Terry and told him that I had confided everything in Helen and what she had said about me being a lucky bitch and then Terry dropped a bombshell. He said if Helen was interested his friend Gary would make one in. He asked me to see if Helen would be interested. He said that he and Gary had been to Spain together on a holiday and he would drop by the next day and drop off some photos of Gary for Helen to look at.

I just wasn't sure. I had no idea how Helen would react to the suggestion. We have been good friends for a long time and I can talk to her about anything but would this be a bit too far?

Anyway, I got Tom's tea ready and he came home from work. Then I thought oh my god as he sat at the kitchen table eating his meal and drinking tea right where I had just been fucked by Terry. I busied myself at the kitchen sink while Tom was eating. His plate was just above the spot where I had been fucked and his feet were right at the on the kitchen tile where I had squirted onto the floor. I suppressed a chuckle.

I know I shouldn't take pleasure in it, especially when Tom has been at work all day while I get a pussyful of cock on our kitchen table but you have to look at it from my point of view. He has denied me a sex-life and then I caught him wanking in front of his computer monitor with a bloody hard on when he told me he had erectile dysfunction, am I supposed to be a bloody nun, fuck that.

Terry turned up with the photos as promised. Gary looks about 28 years of age and he is one gorgeous hunk, yummy, yummy. Terry gave me an amazing fuck on the rug in front of the fireplace before he left. I took the morning-after pill and went to see Helen. I showed her the photos and watched her reaction. She definitely looked interested. I hope there are no side-effects to these morning-after pills.

"He is a bit of a dish isn't he?" Helen said.

"He is yours if you fancy it." I said, "Why don't we see if they will make up a foursome."

Helen just blushed and dropped her gaze but I knew what she was thinking about it.

"Look Helen, it's up to you." I said.

"I suppose we could just go and meet them for a chat." Helen said a little nervously. It was a big step for a married woman to take, I knew that.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to Helen," I reassured her, "So shall I tell Terry?"

She nodded, which I took as a yes.

As soon as I got home I phoned Terry.

"I think Helen is up for it with Gary but she will need some coaxing" I told him.

"Oh that sounds great, she will not be disappointed I assure you." He responded, "Can we meet at my place tomorrow afternoon then?"

I'll get back to you on that." I said, "Let me check with Helen.

I phoned Helen and asked her if she was up for it.

"I will have to think about it again Louise, it is big step to take, let me think, I will let you know."

I knew what she was going through. It takes a lot for a married woman to take the plunge into a sexual relationship with another man. What she was going through was quite natural.

"Don't do anything you are not happy with Helen, it is upto you."

"OK," She said, "Just give me time to think."

I put the phone back on its cradle, she was up for it alright, no-way was she going to pass up on Gary if I had seen her reaction to his photo.

Ten minutes later she phoned back and said "OK I'll go. But nobody must find out about this Louise or my marriage is in ruins."

"I'll phone Terry and fix it up for tomorrow afternoon." I said.

The next day we walked around to Terry's after our husbands had gone to work making sure we were not seen as Terry let us in through the back door. I must say that both Terry and Gary had very wicked smiles on there faces as if they were the cats that were getting the cream. Helen was very nervous as the men tried to break the ice. Terry cracked a bottle of red-wine and we all had a drink and just chatted for a while. Gary sat next to Helen on the couch, she definitely liked him and seemed to like him even more with each glass of wine she had. It was looking more and more as if Gary was on course for fuck out of her. Good luck to her, go for it girl, I thought.

Helen is a very pretty girl and she has one of those really beautiful faces. Her hair is brown and very shiny and falls down over her ears, curling in under jaw-line framing her pretty looks perfectly.

I sat on Terry's knee and we were kissing quite passionately. I could see that Gary and Helen had started kissing and Gary's hand was on Helen knee just below the hem of her dress. Helen does have gorgeous knees and thighs.

Terry and I sort of half watched them as Gary slowly made progress, he was getting there bit by bit with just the occasional steadying hand from Helen. Her thighs were getting more and more exposed until her dress was right up and Gary's fingers were sliding into her knicker-band. Her thighs were still together but she was not stopping Gary from heading where he was going and soon his hand was right inside her little, light-blue panties. It was so exotic watching them.

I heard Gary whisper in Helen's ear in a deep husky voice.

"Open your thighs Helen, come on be a good girl."

Helen's thighs just spread out and Gary was in there.

Terry had a finger inside my panties by now and had it stretched along the length of my crack pressing it between my pussy-lips, in and out, I was so wet.

Helen's eyes were closed and I could see the shape of Gary's fist with Helen's panties moulded around it. He looked to have two fingers up her twat and was finger-fucking her nice and slow.

Terry took my hand and said, "Come on babe bedtime," Then looking at Gary he said, "You two can use the back bedroom."

Soon we were in Terry's bedroom, stripped naked and fucking. This man was a veritable fucking machine. I was transported to another planet, all the way to Venus and back and my orgasms were electric. Terry waited until I had my third orgasm before shooting his sperm inside me, the bedsheets were soaked. He rolled of and lay at the side of me and for the first time we could hear the noises coming from the back bedroom.

Helen was yelling like a female banshee and the bed could be heard bouncing like a trampoline. Helen's orgasm was massive and Gary grunted and growled as he shot his load clearly shooting his cream into her.

On the way home, we called at the chemist again. I made sure we both took the morning-after pill. Neither of us wants to be up the duff do we?.

We were both home before our husbands got home from work which was nice.

Now I know some of you men are going to leave the usual nasty feedback and get very irate because we could just as easily be your wives while you are at work and it must be disconcerting for you to think they might be doing the same. But look at this way. At least I am being honest by telling you all this. I am not looking for your approval and your judgments of me or Helen, she is a lovely woman is Helen, you can be as vitriolic as you like but it will not change anything in the grand scheme of things and it will be better for your blood-pressure if you don't get too upset. It's done now and nothing will change it. So me and Helen have both had a good fuck, what's the big deal?

On our way home Helen and I discussed sharing Terry and Gary, you know to inject a bit of variety and spice into our new sex lives. We will see what they say - giggle.

Helen was so taken up and excited about Gary, he had certainly put a wiggle into her bum as she walked back, a wiggle that wasn't there when we went. I did have to smile.

Anyway, I will keep you all posted.