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My name is Michelle, I'm 35 yo and live in England with my hubby Mike.
This is my TRUE..........First time with another Man....Story.
Hope you can help format it, make it available on-line.
I would call this ....
Prim wife submits fully.
My name is Michelle, I'm 35, and am often considered prim and prudish by
nearly everyone who knows me. I consider myself very conservative and a
bit of a goody two shoes, when it comes to the opposite sex, very reserved
and shy, but until recently, fairly innocent. Mike, my husband,had begun
mentioning the idea of me having sex with another man, but it really wasn't
for me, I was much too proper for that sort of thing.
Once whilst making love, I had mentioned that when I was about 16, I'd
gone to the cinema with some friends, and some stranger next to me had
touched me up, unbeknown to my girl friends.
This turned him on no end, and he was regularly persuading me to go with
him to a cinema, and see if some stranger would do similiar things. I
resisted until one day, I was feeling a little flirty and to his surprise,
said YES when the subject came up. I'm 5'2, blonde(ish) hair (sometimes),
and have 34DD boobs, blue eyes, nice legs (so am told) and am reasonably
pretty, rather than knock-out beautiful. I didn't intend letting anything
go too far, but decided to dress as sexily as I could for the occassion, to
help fulfill Mike's fantasy as much as possible, and I expected he and I
would probably make love when we got back home. I wore some tan coloured
stockings (normally only tights), and nice lacey panties (white) and
matching bra, plain pale blouse, and a black and white check skirt, just
past the knee. (This is as slutty and sexy as I can get, but pretty daring
for me.
We went to an ADULT cinema we found in the phone book, and I was very
very nervous as we went in, not knowing what to expect. Mike said he had
been anxious and terrified whilst also excited all at the same time from
the moment I had agreed to do this. We went in and it was very dark, after
a few seconds, we could see quite a few spare seats toward the middle of
the theatre about half way down. I noticed the back row seemed full, all
men. As we sat down, a big fattish oldish guy, probably about 60 ish
seemed to have followed us into the row, and passed me and, innocently
enough it seemed to me, sat alongside me to my right. We all watched the
film for about 10 mins, and to be honest, it was quite sexy and a bit of a
turn-on with all the rude things happening in the film. I had become quite
engrossed in the film when IT HAPPENED. At first, I thought the stranger's
foot next to me had accidentally come into contact with mine. I realised
he hadn't apologised, so he obviously had done it on purpose. After a few
seconds, I nearly jumped out of my chair with shock, as the man placed his
hand on my knee, through my skirt.After getting over the shock, I moved his
hand off, but a few seconds later, it was back. I again moved it off, but
he just continued putting it back there again. Mike seemed oblivious to
all this, staring ahead at the screen. I was breathing heavier now, but
decided not to make a scene, and let the hand stay on my knee. After a few
seconds the guy got bolder, and I felt the wierd, strange experience of a
stranger begin gently stroking my knees before ever so slowly, sliding his
hand under my skirt, and lightly and ever so slowly move onward and
upward.I sat there frozen, but highly aroused, and could feel myself
getting hotter and wetter. It took an eternity, but eventually he reached
my panties, and began searching for a side opening. He had rested his hand
on my hole from the outside for a few seconds, but now he was trying to get
inside them....and he did. Suddenly I felt Mike's hand on my knee, he was
trying to touch me up, unaware of the stranger. I stared ahead as Mike's
hand slid up my stockings and then ....looked at him as he realised a
strangers hand was already inside my knickers, fingers ever so gently
probing, touching and opening up my hole. Mike looked shocked at first,
but I guess it was what he had wanted, however he did make a small half
hearted effort to move the man's hand away, but was shrugged off firmly by
the man. I sat there, sopping wet, at fever pitch and took a peep at the
man who was helping himself to me. Big Fat Dirty Old Man, but he'd got me
to such an incredible state. The stranger tried opening my legs as best he
could with his left hand, but then slowly pulled his hand out. I thought
it was now all over, and the adventure...fantasy...had ended. I was wrong.
He slid his left arm around my shoulders and then squeezed me tight,
pulling me toward him.He leant across me, almost arrogantly staring at my
hubby as he did so, and blatantly slid his right hand up my skirt, and
firmly and strongly stroked and rubbed my stockinged legs and thighs
(stockinged for my husband later I had remembered), whilst all the time
pulling me more toward him. I was trapped, Mike seemed in a daze, the
stranger undid his zip. His penis WAS much larger than my hubby's, and
very very thick. Then I noticed other men sat in front, turning and
watching me being molested by a stranger in front of my husband. Some
leant back and stroked my legs, a stranger behind leaned forward, placed
his arms around my waist, and slowly began carressing my tits, lightly at
first and then much much firmer. Dirty old man raised my right leg and
firmly placed it over his lap, everyone could see I had stockings on now.My
leg was being forced to brush his cock, whilst he reached back over and
roughly stroked my thigh up to my panties then inside.
I was in ecstasy, a man asked Mike to swap seats, he refused at first,
but the man was too firm, and Mike went to the toilet, I knew to give
himself a hand-job. I was now thoroughly trapped, thoroughly aroused, and
at the same time thoroughly afraid of being raped. It was all TOO much. I
suddenly groaned, couldn't catch my breath, and orgasmed heavier than
anytime in my life, there and then in front of all these dirty old perverty
blokes, a 60 year old guy's fingers buried in my pussy. Some of the men
grunted, and came, 2 all over my skirt, and the main perpetrator put some
sperm on his fingers, and rubbed it roughly into me. I wasn't on the pill,
but the eroticness of the moment was again becoming too much. The old fat
guy was using my leg to massage his enlarged cock, which i realised was now
dangerously near my hole, although I knew our positions would make it
difficult for him to penetrate me. I came again, heavily....two orgasms in
quick succession....never known for me.
I came down from my high as hubby returned. I wanted to go, so did he,
the men in the theatre had had their fun.
My husband and I left the adult cinema, followed by the bloke who had
touched me up so blatantly inside, the dirty old man, fattish 60 ish big
strong looking guy, and then this stranger asked if he could give us a lift
home. Hesitantly, we said yes, the bloke led us to his car, arm around my
shoulders. I was glad of the lift home, after all the excitement I'd had,
and a lift home seemed a nice innocent way to end the night. We got to the
car, he opened the passenger door for me, Mike was going to sit in the back
on his own. Warning signal? As the guy drove, he stroked my legs at every
opportunity, told me how nice I was, how he hadn't had sex for ages, and
how he couldn't believe someone as pretty as me could have an husband who
allowed strangers to touch them up. I explained this was a one off, we had
just fulfilled a fantasy, and that was it. He started getting ruder,
asking me how far our fantasy was going to go, how he'd like to fuck me,
and after I had told him I wasn't on the pill, how he'd love to empty his
huge balls full of sperm into me. I was certainly getting a little aroused
again with all this talk, then sudenly he turned off the main road, and
parked up behind some deserted factories. Before we could say anything, he
had reclined my seat, he had climbed on top of me, and was sliding his
hands up my skirt.As he put his weight on me, I realised I couldn't stop
him, and Mike would have to prevent things going too far. The man opened
my blouse and rubbed my tits roughly, before getting himself undressed.
That was it, too far, I thought, and think I actually murmured NO slightly.
Mike must have heard and he told the man not to go too far, we had no
condoms, and he didn't want me to be fucked by a stranger. The man said
OK, he wouldn't go too far, and kissed me as he rubbed his thick cock
through my knickers. After a while, I was definitely much hotter, and
starting to lose a little control, he slid his hands up to my panties and
ever so slowly, incredibly slowly, lowered them, bit by bit, until I felt
myself sub-conciously raising my hips to help this stranger undress me.
Mike reminded him again and he said it was alright, he just wanted to be
near my pussy when he came, which he said he was about to. He asked me to
rub his cock near my hole and make him come, and I felt much happier being
in control. He held my hands on his cock, masterbating him, all the time
dangerously near my pussy. He began kissing me, harder, then harder, I was
trapped. Suddenly it happened, he yanked my arms up around his shoulders,
holding them tight, kissing me so hard i couldn't moan or tell him to stop,
or warn Mike, then he was gyrating his big bum, I knew it was all
over....he was going into me, slowly, literally screwing his cock into me,
penetrating me with slow circular movements, opening me up, further and
further. I was half thrashing my legs around behind him, but it was no
use. A man other than my husband was finally inside me, I was being fucked.
He was very wide, my legs eventually came to rest on the backs of his big
thighs. He was pumping away, I realised I was liking it, so prim and
proper or not, I knew I was getting the best sex I'd ever had. I stroked
his shoulders, he knew I had surrendered and he released his grip, and came
up for air. As he panted breathlessly, he was still relentlessly
pummelling and gyrating into me, he asked me to rub my legs up and down his
legs and bum, and squeeze his bum hard. I did. I must have looked such a
slut giving myself to him, he grunted, told me he couldn't hang on anymore,
and with a huge YEEEEESSSS, he began pumping his gallons of spunk deep deep
into my womb, and kept cumming. I was soaked and nearing orgasm, Mike had
uttered..NO..himself, but I could now hear him cumming. The man talked
more dirty to me, asking me to cum, show my hubby how turned on I had been,
how my belly was full of his spunk, how much I'd wanted it, needed it, all
the things you read in stories, and here it was, happening to me. I ended
up even telling him I wanted his baby, I was so aroused, and then it
happened, I was orgasming for the third time that day. I was well and
truly fucked. He had had me big style. My hubby looked shell shocked by
it all, and as we dressed, he gave us his phone number, we gave him a false
one. We went for a drink, all 3 of us.
I had had an incredible evening, first the adult cinema experience, then
carsex with the big fat old guy getting his first sex in ages, and using me
for the experience. What had I become. Hubby, stranger and I all went
into a nearby pub for a cooling down drink, Mike got the drinks in, the
stranger blatantly sat next to me on a back-row of seats. We must have
looked a strange threesome to the regulars in the pub, 'cos I had this big
older guy with one arm around me, and his other hand resting on my knees or
lap at every opportunity, and quite obviously there was my husband,
bringing our drinks and sitting opposite us, as I was continually touched
up. The stranger didn't seem to care about my husband, once again, getting
the subject back to sex. Norman, as his name turned out to be, apologised
for cumming inside me, but he'd been so turned on he couldn't help himself,
and the thought of me not being on the pill had given him such an urge to
have me fully. His ex-wife had not been able to have kids, so he got a
buzz trying to impregnate anyone he could. Charming I thought, BUT having
a family WAS in my and my husband's plans, but for us alone. After 3
drinks, I was so drained, I was ready for home. As we drove, same
situation as before, husband in back, I couldn't believe it when we stopped
off again at the original spot of my first extra marital experience. Even
though I was disshevelled, worn out, hair a sweaty mess, Norman told me how
pretty I was, and again reclined my seat, and slid his hands up my skirt.
He removed my panties, and once again clambered on to me. I didn't speak,
Norman didn't speak, my hubby didn't speak, we all knew what was about to
happen and nobody tried to stop it. I was kissed gently by my stranger,
His cock was incredibly hard again, and once more, slow circular motions, i
was being opened up, and penetrated once more by the stranger. Without him
telling me, i instinctively placed my stockinged legs around his
waist/upper thighs and rubbed them teasingly along his big wide body. He
smiled, we were like seasoned lovers, knowing how to arouse each other, him
knowing that to penetrate me fully to the hilt was such an immense turn on
for me, especially comparing his size to my husband's much smaller penis. I
knew he was right up me again, close to my womb, and he was talking dirty
again. Do you want my spunk? Do you want every last drop inside you? Do
you need MY cock? Do you want this injection regularly? Do you want my
baby? YES i gasped to all his questions...I couldn't have a 4th orgasm
surely....Yes, I did, I now knew I just wanted HIM to come, cum inside me,
have his way with me, do what he wants and empty his balls into me. Make
me pregnant, I didn't care, I just wanted the power to make him cum, so I
began carressing his bum cheeks, before squeezing them with all my might.
Cum in me, I murmered, looking into his eyes, you've had me fully, you'll
make me pregnant, come on big boy, empty yourself, you are so much more of
a man than my husband, prove it now, come on.... Story fantasy stuff, I
know, but ALL TRUE and happening to me. That did it, he grunted and
groaned and moaned and pumped for all he was worth. We were all done,
fucked,shagged. He rubbed my belly and smiled, I knew as well what he was
thinking. As we went our seperate ways, Us with his phone number, him with
the false one, we were careful to get him to drop us off away from our
house. Two months later, we rang him and met him in a pub, he immediately
assumed the dominant role, sending hubby to the bar, me sitting next to
him, his arms around me. AS he stroked my tummy, with my hubby sat
opposite, I broke the news. He had gotten me pregnant. Oh Michelle,
that's great he said, then began firmly carressing my knees and thighs,
blatantly in front of Mike who although quiet, looked as if he had expected
this all along. He really didn't seem to mind. Norman, my stranger, spent
the rest of the night stroking my stockinged thighs, carressing me, rubbing
my belly, telling us how wonderful it was to have put someone as pretty as
me in the family way. Mike just accepted it all. We went out, and Norman
gently put some more of HIS baby juice in me in the car, as we made love,
and ensured the baby would get well used to mummy's lover's sperm joining
it in the womb. We met about once a month, I didn't want much more contact
with him than that. Our routine was pretty standard. We would meet at
dinner time, Mike would watch as My lover carressed my legs and belly
gently or firmly as he desired, we would go shopping for maternity clothes,
which Norman would pay for, as most of the clothes were of his choice, I
was just to wear them, Mike had no say, then we would stop off for Norman
to make love to me, and pump more spunk inside my rapidly growing belly. I
grew pretty quick, we had arranged early on that we would not have any
further contact after about 8 months, when I was really large.Ater each
liaison, Norman would keep my panties, and it turned me on knowing that
this dirty old guy was probably bragging to his friends how he was shagging
some young pretty not-getting-enough housewife. On our final meeting we
went to his flat, and he took some pictures of me, dressed in my large pink
maternity smock, and flat shoes, and some of me undressed, as he promised
not to show them to anyone, he wanted them as his souvenier. I didn't
mind, I had something from him after all, and hubby had had his fantasy
fulfilled .....more than expected. We never saw my stranger after that, I
expect he has happy memories as he does hand-jobs over my panties, looking
at my pictures. Hubby and I are still happily in love.
Michelle xx
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