Unfaithful


It has always been a great turn on for me to let my girlfriends or
wife screw around with other men. It is something that I have been
aware of since my first serious date with a girl.

Her name was Sue and I went out with her after she had finished with
one of my pals. We started sleeping together after about a month. My
parents were away and Sue had come around for the evening and we
ended up having sex on my bed. It was over very quickly for me as it
was my first time. I sensed that Sue wasn't satisfied and had to
explain that I had been a virgin up until that moment.

Eventually I got her to tell me about her previous loves. She had
started having sex when she was fifteen and had had about six lovers
before me. It was when she got around to telling me about my pal and
what he and she did together that I realised that I was getting
really turned on. Sue obviously noticed this too. She went into
great detail about their sex together telling me how often he would
do it to her, how he made her give him blow jobs in his car and how
he had once even put it into her ass. Soon I was mounting Sue again.
I took longer to come this time but it was still over pretty
quickly.

After this it would become a regular part of our sex life for Sue to
tell me about her previous boyfriends. It was tremendously exciting
for me but I think Sue eventually found it a bit tedious and we went
our separate ways. This seemed to be the pattern for my next few
relationships. I would always try to get the girls to talk about
their previous lovers. Most of them found it a bit odd and were
reluctant but opened up once I convinced them that I really wanted
to know.

Things changed for me when I was dating Melissa. One evening Mel
admitted to me that she had been seeing another man behind my back.
I had been going out with her for some six months, it was when I was
twenty six, and I considered we were in a stable relationship. I
asked her who he was and she told me he was a guy from work, that
she wasn't serious about him and it was just for the excitement that
she did it. I got her to tell me more about this guy. I think she
was just glad to be given the opportunity to talk and that I hadn't
thrown her out or worse. She told me how this guy, Mike, had been
after her for some time but she had always resisted him. Eventually
he had trapped her in their paper store. He had held her arms and
kissed her. Mel claims she put up a fight at first, but soon began
responding to him. When Mike realised that she was going to give in
he released her arms and began to feel her up.

She says that he didn't have sex with her that time, though he did
get her tits out and sucked on a nipple. After this though she was
easy. She began seeing him after work, going round to his place
where he wasted no time in stripping her, spreading her legs and
fucking her. She says there was no romance about it, Mike was just
using her body but that she grew to love it, to be just wanted for
sex by someone made her feel somehow special.

Although I found the story arousing it still came as a shock to me
that my girlfriend of six months was being fucked by someone else.
Mel was crying by this time and asking to be forgiven. I had to
think quickly. I came up with some bullshit about her needing
something that I couldn't give her and that I thought maybe she
should still keep on seeing Mike. I was trying to make out that I
was a really cool guy and that it was really adult of me to be able
to be so understanding about it. I think this was what Mel was
hoping for deep down, that she wouldn't have to chose between me and
Mike, that she could have a steady, sometimes boring relationship
with me but get some exciting sex somewhere else.

As we were talking this through I was gently fingering Mel's clit.
She started to respond and soon we were having sex. It was probably
the most satisfying experience I had had, and I knew somehow that I
was hooked on this type of thing.

Mel continued to see Mike at least twice a week, sometimes more, and
this went on for about a further six or seven months. On two
occasions we had a threesome, although my role was pretty passive.
On neither of the two occasions did I get to fuck Mel. I would get
her worked up using my mouth on her, then Mike would take over and
fuck her. Both times Mel sucked me off while being screwed by Mike.
The second time I went down on her after Mike had finished and
licked a mixture of her love juices and Mike's spunk. This seemed to
excite me even more.

We split up when Mike moved away. Mel didn't go with him but the
excitement seemed to go out of our sex life. Shortly afterwards Mel
told me that she had met someone else and that we were finished.

It was some four years later that I met Mandy. She had a pretty poor
reputation at the company that I then worked for. In fact there were
at least five of the men employed there who swore that they had
fucked her. They spoke very highly of her abilities between the
sheets. When I asked her out she presumably thought here was another
guy that wants to get into her pants. Well, it was true in a way,
and she let me have her on our first date. She was also very open
about all the others, there were more than the five from our
offices, she said there had been seven but she may have been
mistaken because she had let several of them have her during one
evening. She wasn't sure who had been up her and who hadn't. Two of
the guys still screwed her on an occasional basis. They were both
married and they just used her when their wives didn't want sex at
home.

Mandy was a slut. I knew it at the time, after a confession like
that it would be hard to come to any other conclusion, but I found
her interesting. She was also great in bed. She would do anything
you asked and was always ready to be mounted. She moved into my
apartment two weeks later.

The rest of the company where I worked thought I was mad and they
told me so in no uncertain terms. One of the married men, Todd,
actually told me that he had no intention of stopping fucking Mandy
just because she was living with me. I think he was looking for
trouble but went away puzzled when I told him it was fine with me,
that Mandy had her own life to lead etc, etc. After that my own
reputation with my work mates dropped to zero. I was seen as some
kind of curiosity, if not perverted, for knowingly letting my
live-in girlfriend screw around.

Todd seemed to enjoy humiliating me by telling me that he was going
to be screwing Mandy that evening and would be sending her home with
a pussy full of cum for me. I think he felt I would be upset by
this, but instead I revelled in it. Indeed I couldn't wait for Mandy
to come home after being out with Todd or any other man, and yes I
loved it when she came to me with cum running down her stockings.

She would spare me no detail of her evenings out. I would be told
how big the bloke was, whether he came inside her and how her pussy
felt as he used it. I would lay with her well into the early hours
as she recounted her last fucking. In a lot of ways we were made for
each other, Mandy loved to screw around and I loved to be told about
it. We stayed together for more than two years.

It all ended when Mandy got pregnant. She wanted to keep the baby.
She also wanted to marry the father, it wasn't mine. I wasn't sure
how she knew who the father was, but she was certain she did. He did
the honest thing when presented with the evidence and they got
married. I saw Mandy a few times afterwards but she wasn't
interested and anyway things had changed - she wasn't my girlfriend
anymore, so the thrill had gone.

I found a new job and moved away. Sometime later I met the woman who
would become my wife. Incredibly she was a virgin and very naive. I
had to teach her everything but I taught her in my own special way.
I was able to mould her and get her to do the things I wanted.
Eventually I got her to believe that it was ok for her to be
unfaithful, it took some time though to get her around to actually
doing it.

We had been married only a few months and I had got her used to the
idea of turning men on by accidentally exposing herself. She thought
of it as a game. I would get her to manage to have a breast fall out
of her bikini at the local swimming pool, or to bend over in a short
skirt in the local supermarket. She would let her towel slip away at
a vital moment when changing on the beach. I taught her well and
soon she was ready for the next step, getting her to open her thighs
for another man.

When it came to it she needed no persuasion. We were at a party and
I got her to dance with one of the men. They had several dances
together, his hands becoming more and more adventurous. Soon he was
feeling her ass and tits as they stood in the middle of the make
shift dance floor. A few minutes of this and he took her by the hand
and led her upstairs.

I sat on a sofa and waited. My hands were shaking and I had a
nervous flutter in my stomach. It was over an hour later that she
came back down. She came over to me and kissed me and asked if that
was what I wanted her to do. I told her that I was proud of her. We
went home shortly afterwards and as I made love to her sloppy cunt I
told her how much I loved her.

She has had numerous lovers since then and has become very confident
of her own sexuality. She has one regular lover who comes to our
house. I am allowed to watch as he first strips my wife then
proceeds to fuck her on our bed. He makes her lick his cock
afterwards to make sure its clean. It really turns me on to see my
wife degraded in this way.

Some of her lovers are reluctant to have me around, while others
seem to love it. For some it seems to be a great thrill to be
fucking someone else's pretty wife while the husband is watching.
Occasionally I'm asked to clean up my wife's sloppy pussy after
they've used it. It's a special thrill for me to get my tongue into
her after she's just had a deposit.


