After our last liaison, I had been feeling very guilty and decided to ghost my lover. Ignoring his attempts to contact me had left him very frustrated, and he unexpectedly turned up at my house one night, as my husband and I lay in bed.

He texted to let me know he was there and for me to come down to talk. I panicked and replied straight away. I told him I didn't believe he was here and to stop texting me. Next thing I got a pic from him, showing my back door. I was horrified but also excited.

My phone buzzed again; this time, a pic of his big, hard cock, my heart pounded, my pussy moist. Again another buzz, this time it was a video of him rubbing his hard cock. I could hear his heavy breathing and moan, a whisper begging me to come and see him.

I crept out of my bed, trying not to disturb my husband, who was sleeping. I slipped into my long, black, silky dressing gown, then quietly descended the stairs. In darkness, I unlocked the back door.

There he was, our eyes locked, full of lust. I protested, “You shouldn’t be here; you need to leave now.”

But we both knew that wasn’t going to happen. He grabbed me, kissing passionately and hard. He undid my gown, happily seeing that I was naked under it. He began to suck on my hard nipples, taking my breasts into his mouth. “God, I’ve missed these so much,” he said.

I pushed him away. “We can’t do this here; we are going to get caught.”

I led him over to a dark corner of my garden where the furniture was. I pushed him onto one of the chairs and fell to my knees, unzipping his trousers; his hard cock sprung free. I took his full length into my warm, wet mouth.

He let out a loud moan. “Shhh, we need to be quiet,” I told him.

I continued sucking, up and down, gagging on it, teasing, and biting the tip, slapping it off my face. I felt so naughty and dirty.

Next thing I knew, he pulled me up onto his lap. “I need to be inside you and feel that wet pussy,” he whispered.

I obeyed his command, and easing his cock inside me, I began to fuck him. I whispered, “God, I forgot how good you feel inside me.” I felt my cum already running over him.

All of a sudden the security light was triggered, and the garden was flooded with light. Startled, we both jumped up, and I then ran to my door to switch it off. He followed behind me; the next thing I knew, he surprised me by sliding his hard cock into me, fucking me from behind at my own back door.

He then said, “I want to fuck your back door!”

I turned round and gave him a cheeky smile. He took some juice from my pussy and began fingering my bum hole, teasing me. I then felt his tip, slowly entering my tight ass. I’ve always thought anal was so naughty and never wanted to try it, but this situation was so dirty and naughty that it felt right.

His thrusts were strong but gentle; it was a little sore but felt amazing. I could sense he was going to cum from his moans. He then moved his cock from my ass back into my pussy and grabbed my hips.

I felt him shudder as he emptied his load deep inside me; rubbing my clit, he kept his hard cock inside me as I climaxed.

He then pulled up his trousers as I fixed myself, telling him, “It’s time you left now; this has to stop,” but we both knew that was not true.

I climbed back into bed, my husband still asleep. I was still very horny and began to finger my pussy, with his cum inside.

My husband began to stir, and knowing what I was up to, he asked, “Do you need a hand?” As he rubbed my clit, he remarked at how wet I was, “God, you are soaking.”

I smirked, climbing on top of him. “Yeah, I had a naughty dream.”

I fucked his cock hard and fast, “Fill that naughty, wet pussy.” He obeyed my command and came fast.

The thought of 2 men’s cum inside me made me gush all over his cock. I climbed off him and licked his cock clean. I wanted to taste all our cum, so naughty, so dirty... if only he knew.

I slept well that night.