How I changed Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

How I changed Pt. 01

... I'm cumming."

"Come on my tits," I shouted and felt the hot semen shoot onto my right breast. He rapidly unloaded and squeezed the last drop onto one of my aching nipples.

Dave was still kneeling and gazing at me, his massive cock throbbing. I pulled my cunt lips apart as wide as I could. I wanted to make him cum just by looking at me.

"I bet you'd like to fuck me, to push deep inside me."

He moaned and his spunk flew through the air, splashing my stomach and tits. He kept cumming and cumming, I'd never seen anything like it. His semen was everywhere and I was so turned on. I needed them to fuck me -- ignore what I'd previously said -- to put me out of my misery. But they got up, looking embarrassed, grabbed their coats, said something indistinguishable -- and left.

I was on fire. Anyone could have fucked me. I went to the kitchen and got a cucumber -- it was all I could think of to use. I lay against the couch, opened my legs, and gradually inserted the cucumber into my gaping, soaking cunt.

What did I look like? I was covered in spunk with a green substitute cock deep inside my bald pussy, my thighs spread wide, my nipples swollen and hard -- and there was a noise behind me. I turned my head, thinking and hoping it would be Andy and Dave, but a voice shouted, "What the bloody hell is going on here?"

I looked at my husband. His expression was one of almost disbelief. He shook his head, turned around, and went out of the door.

"Wait, wait," I yelled, ...

... "I'll explain, I'll explain, don't go."

By the time I'd stood and removed the saturated cucumber, he'd gone. I peered around the door, hiding my nudity, and with tears streaming down my face, watched him drive away.

"What have I done, what have I done?" I mumbled over and over. "He's bound to leave me. What have I done?"

Praying that he would return, I went upstairs to shower and change into decent clothes. I had to be ready, clean, and respectable again -- like the business lady I've always appeared to be. I looked in the mirror. My nipples were still swollen, and as I touched them, a feeling of ecstasy shot through my body. I was so mixed up. My mind was in turmoil but my body was alive, turned on, and I felt oh so very sexy.

I dressed and waited for his return.

When it reached midnight, I went to bed, leaving the front door unlocked for him. I lay thinking about the past few days and was horrified at what a slut I had become. No wonder he left.

I must have dozed off because I became aware someone was next to me in bed. There was a whispered request: "Tell me what happened, I need to know."

My heart pounded, at least Steve had returned.

I was turned away from him as I slowly told my story about the two young men and the enjoyment of exposing myself to them. I told him everything, the truth -- well, almost everything. I said they never touched me, just looked and ejaculated over my naked body.

I finished and waited for his reaction.

At last, he ...