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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Willy and Marie by John Eastmann (john_eastmann@hotmail.co.uk) *** Just another husband and wife story, well not an ordanary story at all, many people tell true stories or so called true stories, this one is a story i was told by a man at the end of his tether, he was clinically depressed but the story he told me turned me on so much that i just had to share it with everyone. (MF, exh, mast, oral, anal, cuck, swing) *** This isn't my story; I was working as a councillor when I met Willy, he was a man who was old before his time, he was bald at twenty-one, he was only thirty-nine when I met him, he suffered from clinical depression and I had been given the task of listening to him, just to let him get things off of his chest, I didn't say anything, didn't give any advice, I just listened and provided the tea and biscuits, Willy's story was so strange and so erotic if it had been my story I would have been happy not depressed about it. Anyway, even though I shouldn't have done it I decided to write up the story, I have changed the names and the places of the characters in the story but I haven't exaggerated anything, it's all just as Willy told it to me over seven weeks of counselling. It's the seventh of November again, the date I blame for the end of everything I hold dear, not the date everything ended but the date I have decided to blame for the rot actually setting in, 17th November 1980. It seems strange that a story about my wife and I should start three months before I even met her, her name was Marie, she was a vivacious twenty one year old when I met her, bright ginger hair that was as fine as a wire brush, joking apart, her hair was her only draw back, well her wiry hair and a slight acne problem. Marie had slim boyish hips, even slimmer stomach but absolutely magnificent 36'F' breasts, when she lay on her back there was absolutely no change to her breast shape at all, if she had been a Hollywood starlet you would have bet money that her tits were silicon enhanced, but as she was a shoe shop assistant from Leicester there was no way her body was anything but natural. This part of my story was recanted to me by Marie shortly after we met. I wanted to take Marie to Cardiff to visit my sister, Marie had made arrangements with her best friend Andrea to go to the cinema, I thought that visiting a boyfriends relatives would figure far higher than a trip to see West Side Story with a woman from work, this is how she explained her prioritisation to me: This is the story as Marie told it to Willy (She may have exaggerated a few things or it may have been her state of mind when this part of her life took place). A few months ago, Tony, a guy I had been going out with since school, and had lived with for four years in his flat and who I had been saving every penny I earned to get married too, phoned me at work on a very busy Saturday to tell me that he had given in his notice to the landlord that he would be vacating the flat on Monday, so I had until then to get my stuff out. I asked him where we were going, he laughed, we weren't going anywhere, he was phoning me from Watford Gap services on the M1 motorway, he was on his way to a new life in London, new life, new job and new woman, he apologised nicely for emptying our wedding account but it was going to be expensive for him to start over again in London. I was devastated, I still had the phone to my ear even though he had rung off a minute earlier, Andrea was walking past and quite literally caught me as I fell, physically as well as metaphorically. Andrea arranged with the boss that I could stop in the office and do some administration work even though all I wanted to do was run away to a high building and through my self off, Tony was the only man I had loved in my life and he had just flushed me down the toilet and I really wanted to kill myself. Andrea got her husband to get a few things ready at her house and she took me home from work with her so that I couldn't do anything stupid on my own, I had only seen Roy around work as he often popped in when he was passing but I didn't really know him, I knew that he was very funny, he often phoned Andrea at work just to tell her a joke just to make her laugh and of course she passed the joke on to us which always made us laugh too. Andrea's house was strange, the bathroom was off the kitchen, not as gross as I thought it would be, the toilet wasn't in the bathroom, when we got to Andrea's house there was a great smell of meat cooking in the oven, Roy had put a joint of meat in a hot-pot to slow cook and then he had got into the bath, as we walked in he called out to Andrea to close the bathroom door if she had brought me home with her, it wasn't Andrea that he was calling out too though, she had run out to the toilet. I walked to the bathroom door to close it but instead I just stood there looking at Roy in the bath, he was only the second man I had ever seen in the nude in my life, I just stood there staring at him, tears were still in my eyes but now I had stopped crying. Roy was totally cool, he didn't try to cover up or anything, he just lay there in the bath chatting to me as if there was nothing strange in the situation at all. Andrea suddenly appeared behind me. I thought she might freak out a little at me for standing there staring at her husband in the nude but she didn't, she smiled at me because it was the first time I had stopped crying since I took the phone call from Tony. There was a long silence, I couldn't think of anything to say now that Andrea was standing behind me, Andrea whispered in my ear, she asked me if I needed a bath after a long hard day at work. I can't remember if I said anything or not but she started to slowly pull the zipper down on the front of my work uniform, the zip went neck to hem down the front of the dress, Andrea took ages pulling the zip down, I didn't stop her so she took my dress off, then I found myself totally nude, Roy was only the second man I had seen nude and now he was only the second man who had seen me nude too, Andrea led me to the bath and helped me in to the water with her husband. Roy made love to me without fucking me. He didn't even try to get his cock into me, he just washed me all over and then as we kissed he masturbated me until I climaxed several times, the thirty minutes that Roy and I were in the bath together went by in a flash, some of the time Andrea was watching from the doorway and some of the time we were alone, then Andrea came in and told Roy that he had to peel the vegetables, I offered to do it for her through gasps for air as I climaxed for the hundredth time but she told me that it was Roy's job. Roy stepped out of the bath and walked into the kitchen, still totally nude and leaving a trail of bathwater behind him, I was about to get out of the bath but Andrea stopped me, then she undressed and stepped into the bath with me, Andrea began washing me just as her husband had when I first got into the bath with him, and she used her fingers to get me into the same state that he did before she made him peal the vegetables. After the bath we all ate dinner, it was very distracting as we were all still naked and Andrea kept touching Roy as we ate, at eight o'clock Roy said he thought it was time we went to bed I suddenly felt superfluous and asked if they knew what time the next bus into town was but Andrea told me that Roy would take me to my flat to collect all my belongings and then on to my mothers, but that was in the morning, tonight they would help me to forget all about Tony. Roy was told that he could join us in the bedroom as soon as he finished washing the pots, Andrea led me to the bedroom, she had never kissed me on the lips before, in all the time I had known her she had hugged me loads of times and kissed me on the cheek a few times but she had never given me any clues that she was bisexual in any way, in her bedroom though I found out a whole new side to my friend of many years. Andrea led me to her bed and maneuvered me into a typical sixty-nine position, I was on my back and Andrea was on top of me, when she started to eat me out it was totally mind blowing, Tony had practiced oral sex on me and after a few seconds under Andrea's mouth I realized just how much practice he needed, as she licked me I felt her fingers explore around my bottom, then her tongue flicked over my anus and she tried to push her finger into it but without success, she raised her head slightly and asked me if I was an anal virgin I didn't let my mouth leave Andrea's pussy but I nodded my head which Andrea felt, before she returned her mouth to my pussy she said, "Roy will be disappointed!" I tentatively touched Andrea's bum hole, the tip of my finger slipped in without resistance, Andrea suddenly leaped off of me and took a box off of her book shelf, when she opened the box it was full of dildo's and vibrators, she sorted through the box and handed me a six inch long, medium thickness dildo and then she climbed back on top of me and began working me back up into a massive climax. I was licking her pussy in an amateurish way compared to what Andrea was doing to me, and then I pressed the dildo against her pussy and was about to push it into her when she stopped once again and told me that the dildo was for the other hole, I went back to licking her pussy and pressed the dildo against her bottom, it felt like her bum sucked the dildo inside and between my tongue and the dildo I drove Andrea to a body shuddering climax as she did the same to me with just her mouth. Roy turned up just as we were relaxing after our fantastic orgasms, Andrea asked me if I wanted Roy first or if I wanted to watch him fuck her first, I thought back to my experiences with Tony, there wasn't ever a second time with Tony, after he fucked me and climaxed he wouldn't ever be able to do it again, I told Andrea that it was ok for her to do it with Roy as I had already had more fun with her than I had ever had with Tony in all the five years I had been with him, Andrea smiled and said, "OK, I'll have the first hour and then you can have the second hour!" I thought to myself, sixty minutes, Tony never lasted more than six minutes and I smiled again, Andrea could see I was skeptical about her husband lasting for an hour never mind moving from her to me for a second hour. I saw her face light up and she suddenly rushed off and ran down the stairs, when she returned she had a cooking timer, she showed me that she had put an hour on the screen and then started it going, Roy got on top of her and started fucking. Andrea was playing with my body half heartedly while her husband fucked her, he changed position several times during the hour but he fucked her constantly for exactly an hour, when the timer pinged to show the hour was over I was amazed that he was still going strong, Roy asked Andrea if he could cum, she had been taken to around one climax every minute for the hour that they had been fucking but Roy hadn't had a single climax. I saw her mull it over and then she tapped her index finger to her lips, Roy smiled and slipped his cock from her pussy and repositioned himself at her head, I watched closely as he pushed his cock into my friends mouth and she began working her magic on his cock, I could have counted the seconds it took for Roy to cum, probably fifteen seconds maximum, I watched as Andrea swallowed fast as her husband pumped his cream into her mouth, after he finished Andrea struggled to say coffee as she pointed towards the bedroom door, she was struggling because her mouth was still full of his sperm. Roy bounced off of the bed and as he went through the door he asked me how many sugars I wanted, I held up two fingers, I couldn't say how many sugars I wanted as Andrea was kissing me and transferring a little of her husband's sperm into my mouth, she called it snowballing. I had no doubt that after the coffee we would all just fall asleep together, we all sat around on the bed together drinking coffee and chatting, apart from comparing Roy with Tony and marveling at Roy's sexual stamina against Tony's lack of it I hadn't given my ex- boyfriend a thought since arriving at Andrea's house, after finishing the coffee Andrea set an hour on the timer again, she used her mouth on Roy to get him hard and then she took a ten inch vibrator from her box of toys and as Roy mounted me and started to fuck me I heard the buzzing of Andrea's vibrator, the cadence of the buzz rose and fell as it slid in and out of her body. Roy was a very physical lover, he pounded his cock into me, it felt like the drive piston on an express train going in and out of me, it took mere seconds for me to reach my climax and then Roy used his body to expertly keep me rolling from one orgasm into the next, we changed positions several times while we fucked, sometimes I was turned into a 'doggy position' and as Roy fucked me I was made to lick Andrea's pussy, and as I licked her pussy and sucked on her tiny clitoris I took over driving the vibrator in and out of her pussy. Occasionally the buzzing vibrator would collide with my teeth causing me to lose track of where I was in my own climax as I laughed out loud and then there was the 'ping, ping, ping' as the timer announced the end of my hour, as Roy pulled his cock from my pussy I felt suddenly so empty and let out a groan to show my disappointment that my hour of pleasure was over. Roy asked Andrea if he could cum again, I looked at her face, I could see from her expression that she was working through her options, I hoped that she would tell him to use my mouth as he had hers just before he made coffee. Andrea turned her vibrator off and tossed it on the floor, then she grabbed hold of me and pushed me onto my back, she took a put of Vaseline from her shelf and scooped three fingers through the jell and then she rubbed the thick cream in between my breasts. I saw a huge grin break across Roy's face as he stepped astride my ribs and knelt down placing his cock in the jell covered valley of my breasts. Andrea moved so that her legs were either side of my head, she slid down and raised my head so that her pussy bush was under my neck and my head was resting on her stomach, Andrea reached down and pressed my breasts together, capturing Roy's cock in a tunnel of my breast's flesh. Roy fucked me there for around two minutes then he suddenly pushed hard and I saw the eye of his cock appear out from between my breasts and suddenly a jet of frothy sperm fired out of his cock, Andrea's hand suddenly moved from my breast to my chin as her husband fired his salvo at me, my jaw was pulled down and Roy's cum hit me directly in my open mouth, "Don't swallow it all yet!" Andrea told me, I was expecting her to move and take a 'snowball' from me as she had given me one earlier, Roy fired three jets of cum that hit my mouth, a fourth jet hit my chin and then a fifth hit my neck. "OK 'Monkey-boy', time for desert!" Andrea told her husband, he slid his body down the length of my body, keeping his cock in contact with my body as he went, I felt at least two more spasms of Roy's body as he slid down mine and felt the warmth and stickiness along my body as he delivered more sperm on me. Roy started licking his sperm off of my neck and then he cleaned my chin, eating all of his own sperm off of me. Then his mouth covered my mouth and he began drinking the sperm that I was holding in my mouth, we shared my mouthful of sperm about fifty – fifty. Andrea told Roy it was time for more coffee, as Roy bounced off of the bed once again Andrea told him to take the two used sex toys down with him and clean them both off. I couldn't believe that Roy had just fucked for two hours with only a coffee break in between, "I'm amazed at how long Roy can go at it, and that he can control himself not to cum for all that time but then he does it in seconds when you tell him it's OK for him to finish off! And what's with the Monkey boy name, he's not that hairy!" "Roy was bourn in the year of the Monkey and he's a Gemini, the Monkey trait makes him very playful and inventive and the Gemini in him makes him want to win or do better every time he tried something, If you weren't here we'd be doing it for three or four hours straight without a coffee break but he only ever cum's if I tell him he can and if I don't tell him to stop he would keep fucking me until he died, not until I died, he'd just keep going if he fucked me to death!" Andrea giggled as that thought passed her lips. We did the whole coffee and chat thing again for thirty minutes and Andrea asked me if I wanted another hour or if I wanted to relax while she took her turn, I was 'dumb struck' I couldn't believe that Roy had performed for two hours, I couldn't believe that he could get an erection so soon after his first climax but now, Andrea was suggesting that there would be another two hours of fucking before we all went to sleep, I would have loved to take the third session even though I was a little sore from my hour but I realized that it was Andrea's turn and told her to take the next hour of pleasure. It also struck me that while I would be relaxing as Andrea took her turn with Roy she had used her ten inch vibrator all the time that Roy fucked me, so in reality she had been fucked by Roy or by her own hand for two hours already, her cunt lips must be like saddle leather, then I smiled at that thought. It was almost two o'clock when I had finished my second session under Roy, I was really sore now, I really wanted to feel Roy's cum in my pussy but it wasn't really in my safe period, it took Andrea a while to come up with the place for Roy to use as his cum dump, again she used Vaseline. This time she rubbed it between my ass cheeks and Roy used my gluteus-maximus to provide the friction he needed to bring himself off but as he climaxed he turned his hips slightly and engaged the tip of his cock against my anal muscle and I felt the pressure of his cock head followed by the jet of cum as it entered my body via the wrong hole. Andrea asked me if I wanted more coffee, "No, all I need now is a towel to wipe my bum and then a sleep!" Ten minutes later, after cleaning myself up as best as I could I went to sleep, I was being rocked to sleep by the action on the bed next to me as Roy and Andrea started fucking once again. I slept well, Tony was just a memory from long ago, everyone tells you that you will remember the man who took your virginity for the whole of your life, in theory you should also love him forever even if you move onto a new lover, your first will always be able to draw you back, I didn't believe that anymore, after two hours with Roy pounding into my body I now knew that Tony was gone forever, even if he came crawling back to me I'd want nothing to do with him, if I thought I could take another session with Roy I would have asked Andrea if I could move in with them and be their sex slave for life. I woke at ten o'clock in the morning to the bed rocking once again as Roy fucked his wife, at mid day Roy took me to my flat and helped me to get all of my possessions into his car and then he took me home to my mothers to move back in with her, I went to kiss Roy goodbye but he turned his face from me so that my kiss fell on his cheek instead of his lips, I had a very shocked expression on my face, I was totally confused after a night of sex and depravity and a thirty minute fuck before he took me home, "Sorry Marie, I don't have affaires with women, only I only do stuff if Andrea tells me too!" And with that he was gone. Now the story returns to Willy's description of just one event in his life that he blames as the starting point of all of his troubles. We had been invited to June's birthday party, it was the 7th of November and typical of one of Marie's friends she had decided to have a pyjama party, June and Philip hadn't been living in Enderby long so it was a combined birthday and housewarming party. I had quite a few sets of Pyjamas and so was surprised to find out from Marie that Phil, Ron and Paul had all gone shopping together to find some cheep pyjamas to wear as they didn't own any of their own. Marie had dressed for the party in the bedroom and come down stairs with her summer-mack on top of her nighty, I stopped her at the door and opened her coat, I hadn't ever seen the nighty she was wearing before, it was pale blue and totally see through, I could even see the freckles on her 38'D' breasts through the sheer material, even worse was the bright red bush of ginger hair between her legs. I blew my top, there was no way I was allowing her to go out of the house dressed like that, especially with what I knew about her past history with Ron and Andrea. Marie threw a strop with me but I forced her back up to the bedroom and found a 'safe' white cotton knee length nighty that couldn't be seen through, but to make sure I also made her put on a bra, tights and knickers. We arrived at June and Phil's house, there was nowhere close to park, Brockington college had a large car park but that would mean walking through the school ground in just my pyjamas so I discounted that idea and decided to park illegally on the grass verge at the side of the main road. I took a 'six pack' of beer into the kitchen and opened one can and returned to the main room, I couldn't see Marie anywhere, I couldn't see Andrea or Ron either, I had nodded at both of them as I walked towards the kitchen and now just ten seconds later they were nowhere in sight. I asked Paul if he had seen where my wife went and he thought that she may have taken her coat up to the bedroom, the coats were all being pilled up in the spare bedroom. I got that 'hair raising on the back of my neck' feeling whenever I got suspicious, I made my way up stairs, the bathroom was the first room at the top of the stairs, the door was open and the room was empty, the spare bedroom was also empty, it was a bit of a junk story, not even a bed in there, I noticed Marie's mack on top of a pile of coats. The box bedroom was in the process of being worked on and so there was no door on it, I noticed that the tights and knickers that I had insisted on Marie wearing were on the floor in front of the master bedroom, the tights were torn to shreds, as we had only been in the house for a few minutes someone, probably Ron had been in an almighty hurry to rip my wife's clothes off. I picked up the knickers and what there was of the tights and pushed on the bedroom door gently, I fully expected to see Marie, Andrea and Ron in bed together fucking away. The door opened just a crack and I got even more of a shock that I was expecting, Andrea and Marie were there, Marie on her back with a man between her thighs pumping his cock into her like a piston engine. Andrea was just sitting on the bed watching the two of them fucking, I heard Andrea tell Marie that if she wanted to swing with her and Ron again Marie would have to talk someone else into taking my place. Marie had told me all about her relationship with Ron and Andrea a few weeks after we first met, and shortly after we married she made it clear to me that she needed more from sex than I could give here, even though she had spent quite a lot of time trying to encourage me in to being more adventurous and more 'demonstrative' in my lovemaking. Marie had talked me into trying a swap with Ron and Andrea a month earlier, I had agreed to the swap as Marie made it obvious to me that if she couldn't have sex with someone like Ron with my consent then she would have to do it without. I thought it went quite successfully, I had made love with Andrea even though she wasn't anywhere close to what I thought was sexy in a woman, far too much meat on her bones for my liking, the main problem came from my father, he chose that Sunday morning to call round unexpectedly to take me to the pub and Marie to his house to help my mother and aunty with dinner, our family tradition was that the men went to the pub before Sunday lunch and all the women helped my mother do the cooking and setting everything up for the meal. Andrea managed to run upstairs as my dad let himself in with his key, Marie always put the chain on the front door until after she is dressed in the morning just in case my dad popped round and caught her in the nude or in her nighty. Andrea managed to phone her husband and get him to bring Marie home as soon as possible, I was chatting to my father about my week at work, he kept checking his watch. I apologised for Marie, told him we may have to leave her in bed as she had been up most of the night feeling unwell, "Is she pregnant?" Was my fathers first reaction, "Dad, We've only been married just over a month; there's lot's of time for kids yet!" The phone rang and I picked up the phone in the hall, it was Ron, he and my wife were at the end of the road in the phone box, I asked my father to walk with me to the shop to get some news papers, while we were out Ron dropped Marie off at my house and picked up his own wife. I stood listening to Andrea telling Marie how crap I was in bed, I didn't think I was that bad, as far as I could remember Andrea even had a climax, I did though remember her trying to force me to go down on her after I had finished but I wasn't about to go down there with my load of cum fresh in her pussy, I snapped back into the present, I could tell that the man fucking my wife wasn't Andrea's husband Ron, I heard him telling my wife that he was about to cum. Marie was lost in her own climax and so she didn't answer him, as she didn't tell him to pull out I assumed he was wearing a condom to stop her falling pregnant by him, then I remembered her Catholic upbringing, I was never allowed to wear a condom before we were married, we either had to practice the rhythm method or withdrawal. I heard him pant through his orgasm, watched as every muscle in his body strained and convulsed as he shot his semen into her body, then he rolled off of her and I just couldn't believe my eyes, the man wasn't a man at all, he was Andrea's younger brother Mike, I couldn't quite remember if he had just had his sixteenth birthday or if he was just coming up to his seventeenth, either way my wife had just been fucked by a kid. I took a second to decide what I was going to do, I had intended on confrontation if she had been with Ron, Paul or Phil but as it was Mark I was now lost for options, I didn't want to challenge Mike to a fight, not just because he was only sixteen but also because he was six foot tall and plaid Rugby and Football for Countiesthorpe college and had muscles in his spit. I decided that drink was my best option and made my way downstairs, as soon as I walked into the main room I noticed Ron on the sofa with Jane. One of June's close neighbours, Roy was sitting on the sofa and Jane was sitting on his knee facing him, almost kneeling on the seat of the sofa, Paul was kneeling astride Roy's legs pressing up close behind Jane, it looked at a quick glance as if Paul and Roy were both fucking her, Phil was watching the action and he had noticed Roger. Jane's husband taking a close interest in what his wife was doing with the two strangers, Phil turned the light level down and took Roger by the arm into the kitchen to fill up his glass with some of Phil's special 'home brew', as soon as the light went down I noticed Paul pushing the back of June's nighty up to reveal that she had no knickers on, I also noticed that unlike me Paul hadn't sewn up the fly in his pyjama bottoms and his cock was out and pressing against June's ass cheeks. I was now sure from the movements that Roy was actually fucking June as she knelt above his lap and they kissed passionately together. I followed Phil into the kitchen, he offered his special brew to me too but I turned it down, in my head I was thinking, 'Is Phil offering his strong beer to all the men who were being cuckolded at his party this evening'. I noticed that just as Roy and Paul, Phil hadn't sewn the fly on his pyjama's either, he was also not wearing pants under his pyjama's. Mike walked into the kitchen alone and started to take one of my cans of beer, it went through my mind, my wife five minutes ago and now my beer, what else of mine did Mike want. June came into the kitchen and ushered Phil, Roger and me out into the living room, she closed the kitchen doors, the doors were two ranch style swinging doors made from louvered wood, not imitation but the real thing, the kind that you could see through the slats on if you were at the right angle, I realised that Mike hadn't been sent out of the room. I also noticed Roy and Paul making a beeline for the kitchen, just as they were About to push the door open June slipped a home made 'Private' sign over the top of both doors, Roy and Paul held back for a few seconds and then they both knelt down on the floor and searched around for the best view up through the slats, they seemed to be enjoying what they could see so my curiosity peeked I knelt down next to the two of them and watched as Mike fucked June as she sat on top of the washing machine, "It's her birthday after all, so it's only fair that she gets to chose the order of play!" Roy said, intending his comment to be private between himself and Paul but said loudly enough for me to hear as well. I looked for Phil, I wanted to stir up trouble for Mike, Phil had a psychopathic temper and was known for his violent outbursts over seemingly nothing, as I searched through the ground floor of the house I realised that I was the only person in the room that had any underwear on under their pyjama's, I must have missed that part of the invitation, 'come to June's birthday party, it's a pyjama orgy, no knickers required. The room was in almost total darkness and everyone seemed to have lost their inhibitions, the dancing couples were only just short of having sex as they danced but I could see several people on the chairs and scatter cushions around the room were actually fucking in the darkness, I bumped into Marie as she came into the main room from the stairs, I was about to challenge her about her lack of tights and knickers but I realised that she must have raided June's wardrobe as she had tights on under her nighty, they were dark tan rather than the American tan I had insisted on her wearing before we left the house, "Have you seen Phil anywhere?" Marie pointed up, "Front bedroom!" I decided I wanted to set Phil on the trail of Mike and June rather than have a fight with Marie, I would have all night to needle her after I had sorted out Mike. I just walked in to the front bedroom without thinking, I didn't knock the door I just assumed that Phil would be in the room alone, I might have guessed that at this party nothing would ever be 'normal'. I was stopped in my tracks, Phil was in his bedroom, but so was Pete, it looked like Phil and Pete were having sex but they weren't, Andrea was between them, Phil was on his back, Andrea was riding his cock facing him, from my position at the door I could see that Phil's cock looked more like my wrist than a cock, it was huge and stretching Andrea's pussy wide, Pete was behind, his cock was buried in Andrea's ass hole, Pet's cock looked slightly thinner than mine but from what I could see of it was at least two inches longer. Phil told me to close the door, "Come in and wait for a free hole or go out but close the dammed door!" I decided not to follow Pete or Phil, I already knew that Andrea didn't rate me very highly as a lover so I beat a retreat and headed back down to the living room. I opened the door and spotted Marie bouncing up and down on Paul's lap, I could see that he had pulled the back of her tights down and that he was obviously fucking my wife, I checked out the room, there were at least ten men that I could see that Marie would probably be willing to fuck, three that at a guess she would be desperate to fuck. I decided to go home and try to forget about my wife and her appetite until the morning, that would be the best time for our fight, I walked into the kitchen without thinking, June was still being fucked by Mike, she didn't stop, just told me, "Get the hell out of my kitchen!" I grabbed another can of my beer and left, I drove home to Whetstone drinking as I went. That wasn't the end of the party though, Marie and I had our fight the next day and I had to agree to her playing away or she would just leave me there and then. "Willy, I love you but you are a crap lover, I'm willing to stop with you, love you and be a good wife while I'm here with you but I have to be allowed to have real sex with real men from time to time, I won't rub your nose in it ever again, I'll keep my extra sex to myself, you don't ask me and I won't tell you anything, the choice is yours!" That still wasn't the end of the party's effect on my life, three months after the party Marie told me that she was pregnant. My family were delighted, and when Marie gave birth to a boy they were even more pleased, I on the other hand knew the truth, the chance of the boy being my biological son were very slim, I could see as soon as he was born that he looked a lot like Paul, Marie and I both had slim faces Damien had a very round face. Marie was ginger and I was fair haired, Damien's hair was black, the same shade as Paul. Over the next five years Marie had two more children, one looked a lot like Roy and the other looked a little like Phil, he also looked a little like me but I knew that as I hadn't had sex with my wife for more than a year before his birth, that's when I decided that enough was enough and started divorce proceedings. Willy told me a lot more about his life with Marie but I decided to leave that information for another time. These few events I thought would make an interesting and erotic story and I hope you have enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it, and imagining myself at June's birthday party way back in 1982, I have played through in my mind that I was Mike, Roy and Phil, but I have never imagined being Willy. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. 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