I have already written in this forum how my wife Hannah, having got my permission to go out and fuck another man (or men) and when she fucked two guys on her first night of freedom. This was exciting enough, however it was just a foretaste of what was to come.
This was way back in the 1970s, when Hannah went out every Thursday night with her friends. They would meet up at a local social club and go upstairs to the dance hall where they spent the evening drinking and dancing.
Hannah and I were always very open with each other and because she told me that she was constantly being hit on by various men that she danced with, I knew it wouldn't be long before she fucked another guy.
It was her first Thursday night of freedom when she fucked two flatmates, and the following Thursday night she fucked another guy. He hit on her whilst they were dancing and got lucky, he got to fuck Hannah that night.
Hannah came home in the early hours and fondled my dick whilst giving me the lowdown. When she finished telling me all about it, I mounted her and gave her what I can only describe as a very sensual and satisfying fuck.
Ok, so here's the background to my story. About ten miles from where we live there was a huge steel complex being constructed which involved hundreds of contractors from all parts of the country. Because a lot of them were far from home, they rented caravans on a local campsite, which was located on the fringe of a popular seaside resort.
The guy who got to fuck Hannah was a resident in one of these caravans, so that's where he took her after the dance. He then arranged a date with her a few nights later, he collected her at a pre-arranged meeting place and took her back to his caravan again. This was the beginning of an affair which lasted for the remainder of his contract. So this guy was fucking Hannah two, three and sometimes four times a week for several months. Hannah was infatuated with him and loving all the sex she was getting from the two of us.
However, all good things come to an end and when her boyfriend had to leave, he tried to persuade Hannah to go with him. Hannah was having none of it, our marriage was far too strong for her to even consider it.
During their affair, more and more of the contractors were turning up at the club on Thursday nights. There wasn't much entertainment on Thursday's, in the area where they lived ,so, a lot of them found their way to the dance night at Hannah's club.
By now, Hannah was well known on the caravan site because of her relationship with her, now, ex boyfriend. They also knew that she was a free agent, and possibly available. As a result, many of them were asking Hannah to dance and hitting on her hoping to get lucky. As for Hannah, she was loving the attention and could afford to be choosy. She had already decided not to be tied to one man, she wanted the excitement of being chased and seduced. She wanted new cock and so decided to make it her mission.
Her next four years where incredibly adventurous and exciting for both of us, and there are a lot of stories to tell.
This was way back in the 1970s, when Hannah went out every Thursday night with her friends. They would meet up at a local social club and go upstairs to the dance hall where they spent the evening drinking and dancing.
Hannah and I were always very open with each other and because she told me that she was constantly being hit on by various men that she danced with, I knew it wouldn't be long before she fucked another guy.
It was her first Thursday night of freedom when she fucked two flatmates, and the following Thursday night she fucked another guy. He hit on her whilst they were dancing and got lucky, he got to fuck Hannah that night.
Hannah came home in the early hours and fondled my dick whilst giving me the lowdown. When she finished telling me all about it, I mounted her and gave her what I can only describe as a very sensual and satisfying fuck.
Ok, so here's the background to my story. About ten miles from where we live there was a huge steel complex being constructed which involved hundreds of contractors from all parts of the country. Because a lot of them were far from home, they rented caravans on a local campsite, which was located on the fringe of a popular seaside resort.
The guy who got to fuck Hannah was a resident in one of these caravans, so that's where he took her after the dance. He then arranged a date with her a few nights later, he collected her at a pre-arranged meeting place and took her back to his caravan again. This was the beginning of an affair which lasted for the remainder of his contract. So this guy was fucking Hannah two, three and sometimes four times a week for several months. Hannah was infatuated with him and loving all the sex she was getting from the two of us.
However, all good things come to an end and when her boyfriend had to leave, he tried to persuade Hannah to go with him. Hannah was having none of it, our marriage was far too strong for her to even consider it.
During their affair, more and more of the contractors were turning up at the club on Thursday nights. There wasn't much entertainment on Thursday's, in the area where they lived ,so, a lot of them found their way to the dance night at Hannah's club.
By now, Hannah was well known on the caravan site because of her relationship with her, now, ex boyfriend. They also knew that she was a free agent, and possibly available. As a result, many of them were asking Hannah to dance and hitting on her hoping to get lucky. As for Hannah, she was loving the attention and could afford to be choosy. She had already decided not to be tied to one man, she wanted the excitement of being chased and seduced. She wanted new cock and so decided to make it her mission.
Her next four years where incredibly adventurous and exciting for both of us, and there are a lot of stories to tell.
