We have seen several posts on various websites along the lines “how did you start…’ or “how do I convince my wife to try…” so we thought it would be fun to tell our story. It might help or it might not, but we hope you enjoy our experience. This is a true story which we have put together based on our recollection of events, as best as we can recall. This, our first story, is about how it all started. I am Eddie and my wif...

Eddie Over the next days and weeks, we talked about what we would do next and what we would not do next. Although initially, Emma had said this had been a one-off, her revenge, we recognised this had changed things and we hoped it had changed things for the better. Over the past few months since her discovery of my fling, we both had marvelled at the change in Emma. It had been incredible, and we both loved it. So, decidi...

Emma I arrived at the station early. It had been raining and the dark clouds did not help my mood. I was worried. My train was scheduled to leave on time, and it was now boarding but I waited on the concourse. My eyes kept scanning the steps coming up from the Underground and, just to the left, the entrance from the street outside. If you know Paddington Station, you’ll know exactly where I was. The train left in five min...

Emma Then suddenly, there he was. He was walking quickly towards me, but he was looking up at the large notice boards for the train and platform number. He looked stressed. Was he angry with me? He obviously spotted the train details and he looked towards the gate where I was waiting, and then saw me. And he smiled. And I smiled back. He walked straight up to me and kissed me. There was no hello, or how are you, or even a...

Emma Eddie did warn me it might not be so easy the next time. And he was right. I had been so excited when I booked into the hotel, the same hotel where, two weeks before, I had been taken to a room by two handsome men and had the most incredible few hours. But this time, there was no handsome man who would ask me if I would like to join him and his friend for drinks. I tried a local bar, the same bar where Andy and Nigel...

Emma “Who’s that now!” I said as the house phone rang. A stupid question really, but Eddie and I had just settled down on the sofa. The fire was glowing, and we had turned on the television, not because there was something we wanted to watch, but rather because this was the first time we had been alone in a week. Christmas had been hectic. Both sets of parents had visited and together with the kids and their partners and...

Emma We had just made love and I was snuggled into his body and, although I was hot, I wanted to hold on to him. My pussy was still tingling from my lovely orgasm, and I could feel his cum on the top of my thighs, which were hooked over his hips. I looked down his body and smiled. His beautiful cock was lying across his body, still covered in his cum and my juices. “Eddie. Are you going to swim tomorrow, before you go?” I...

Emma “Help. Quick. His name is Sebastian, he’s German, I said you work with him.” I waited for the reply. “On my way.” Please Eddie get here, now! It was a year since Eddie and I had begun our new life, as we referred to it. We had had our moments of doubt, but we were both so happy and so much in love and our adventures continued to excite us. We were in London for an overnight stay and although I had made sure I looked...

Emma Do you ever find yourself reflecting on certain events and the decisions you have made in your past that have shaped your life, perhaps for the better, or maybe for the worse? I do. And I try to imagine what my life would be like today, if that had not happened, or if I had made a different decision. Where would I be, and who would I be with, or for that matter, if I would be with anyone at all? And what would Emma b...

Part 1 “It’s packed; there are men everywhere. This is not a good idea.” “Emma, you are there now. It’s time for fun, look around for a guy you would not go near if you had your way.” “Emma. Answer me.” “That’s most of the men in here!” “OK now let your coat open so the guy near you can see your breasts, a little more than normal.” “It’s bloody boiling in here.” “Emma, open your coat.” “Emma, open your coat. Let it hang o...

Part 2 I’m not sure how long I was in that garden, but probably only half an hour at the most. I messaged Eddie. “On my way home, I’m ok.” He replied immediately. “Ok, do you want me to come home straight away?” “Give me half an hour or so. Going to have a bath so I’m ready for you when you get in.” “You’ve had fun then!” “You wait ‘til you get home. God I love you XXX.” It is not easy logging into Lush walking as fast as...

There is something incredibly exciting about being naked under your coat. Granted, I wasn’t entirely naked, but my breasts rubbed deliciously against the fabric of the coat and the silky liner felt so sexy against my bottom and thighs. And I couldn’t wait to get to the party, although I didn’t really know what to expect. When the front doorbell rang, I quickly ran upstairs from the kitchen and opened the door. With luck,...

Emma I’ve been having this reoccurring dream and waking up in the morning with the images clear in my head. It’s a very horny dream, and I have been jumping on Eddie as soon as he stirs. And then, during the day, when I am having quiet thoughtful moments, the dream returns and my imagination has been running wild, as have my fingers. When I mentioned it to Eddie, he encouraged me to tell him more and more, and as we make...

Emma I did not expect that. To be honest, I am not certain what I had expected, but it was definitely not that, because had I imagined having to watch my husband being mauled by a bunch of drunk women, and having a blow-job in front of everybody, I would not have gone in the first place. And Eddie would have stayed at home with me! Oh, I know, I can hear you now, “Emma, what a hypocrite!” And yes, you are correct, and I d...

Emma I had done this once before and, I must admit, I had found it a good deal more difficult than I had expected. And, although I had thought it would be exciting, I had no idea how utterly horny it would be. In fact, it had been one of the horniest, dirtiest, sluttiest things I had ever done. And when I got home, I had the phone number I had been tasked to get, and a soaking wet pussy, and I had jumped on Eddie as soon...

“Hello, can I speak to Liam please, I think he works on the trade counter?” “Just a minute, I’ll put you through. Who shall I say is calling?” “My name is Emma. He should know what it’s about.” I waited perhaps a minute, perhaps a little longer, and I could hear my heart thumping in my chest. “Hello, can I help you?” “Oh, hello, can I speak to Liam please.” “Speaking.” “Hello Liam, this is Emma. Do you remember me?” Emma...

Emma “Eddie, do you know someone called Mike Thompson?” “Don’t think so, love. Why?” “He says he knows you. In fact, he seems to know a good deal about you!” The was no reply from the bathroom where Eddie was drying himself after a shower. “Eddie, so you don’t know him?” He appeared at the door, his head covered by a towel but otherwise naked, and walked over to the chair where his clothes were waiting. “Eddie, do you kno...

Emma To be honest, even I was getting rather annoyed with the pool repair company. This was their fourth visit in two weeks, and I was starting to think it was deliberate. I’m not mechanically minded, but how difficult can it be to change a bloody filter? The excuses have ranged from the replacement. One is too big, then it was too small, then the wrong model and fuck knows what the reason is this time, perhaps the wrong...

I think he enjoyed that. No, that’s wrong, I don’t think he did, I know he did. And, so did she. Eddie’s cock was still covered in that wonderful mix of spunk and pussy juices, and, as I gently stroked his balls, it stirred. Becky was lying next to him, her breathing still heavy after her exertions. I must admit, she had the most gorgeous bottom. There were red marks across her cheeks where Eddie had gripped her buttocks...

“Eddie, do you think I look OK?” “You look as gorgeous as always, my darling,” “You don’t think I look a bit, um… slutty?” “No more than normal.” “That’s not funny, Eddie,” but it was, and I chuckled. “But, seriously, Eddie, I don’t look like I’m on the game or something like that, do I?” It was a couple of minutes before he stopped laughing. I patiently waited for him. “What’s happened, Emma?” Emma I was bored. I had don...

I was tired, so very tired. The couple in the back seat were asleep, and although I had nodded off a couple of times, I could not sleep properly. I never can when I am in the car and, anyway, I did not want to sleep and leave Eddie driving on his own. And I knew he would feel as tired as I did, so I felt I should stay awake and keep him company. I was half curled up, lying partly on my side so I could look at him. Now and...

My pussy was still tingling from the delights of Eddie’s cock and the silky skills of Suzie’s tongue and her ability with a vibrator. Now it was her turn. What a view. I was not surprised he was so hard and Suzie’s soft moaning could be heard over the buzz of the vibrator I was using on her pussy lips and Eddie’s cock and testicles. And when I gently circled his anus with the tip, he immediately responded, as did Suzie as...

I had been as horny as a Viking’s hat ever since Eddie had suggested we go down to the coast for a couple of days. And the hour drive hadn’t helped matters as Eddie’s made me tell him again what happened a few years earlier, in the dunes, with those two lovely Dutch boys. Our walk through the dunes only made things worse, so when Eddie kissed me, slipping his fingers into my bikini bottoms, I needed to fuck him, right the...

I cannot believe how nervous I was! I was fiddling with my necklace, making a fuss that I couldn’t find the clip when Eddie appeared behind me. I was stood in front of our full-length mirror and he helped me with the necklace and then put his arms on my shoulders, gently kissed me, and then folded his arms over my body, his hands cupping my pubic mound before moving slowly and softly up my body to my breasts. “What’s the...

“Who is that?” Eddie clicked the mute. “That’s Clive. You’ve met him before.” “Not him. Her, the nerdy one?” “Who?” For fucks sake, Eddie, you know exactly who I mean! Of course, I couldn’t say the very pretty one, with the dark curly hair, who was beaming a beautiful smile into her camera. “Her, with the glasses, and too much lipstick.” “Oh, that is Ellie.” So that is Ellie, is it? I poured a fresh mug of coffee and, sti...