My name is Caren and I want to tell you my story. It’s a plot from me, my two children, my husband – and my lovers. Actually, I have everything to be happy. I’m 33 years old, slim, blond, short cut hair and a quite nice body (in spite of two childs).We are kind of wealthy, because my man has inherited his fathers firm. We have a nice house in a nice area of a nice town. It’s not necessary for me to got to work and my only job is to be the mother of our childs.

Why do I need a lover, you ask? It’s easy. My man is a whimp and I can’t imaging anything more boring than to be in bed with him. That’s the cause of my decision to let other men pull my panties down in a regularly base. To say the truth, it began before our marriage. Jan, my brother in law, asked me two weeks before the wedding if I didn’t feel boring from time to time. I just smiled at him and that was enough answer for him. He told me he was ever by my side if it was too boring.

At the weeding day he almost kidnapped me from the family and led me to the toilet of the restaurant. I hadn’t enough time to stop him as he had pushed my wedding-dress up and my panties down. Wthin seconds he pushed his big cock in my sweet pussy and shot his load two minutes later. Though this short arrangement I recognized that he was a much more talented lover than his brother and I was sure to use his services again soon. It didn’t bother me to cheat on my husband at our wedding-day.

I just felt sorry that we made our honeymoon-travel alone, because his brother and his wife wanted to be with us. Although I couldn’t be absolutely faithful to my husband during the two weeks. While my man was on a fishing tour, I gave one of the waiters in the hotel the right signs and two minutes after my return to our room, he followed me. I initially wanted to go to the beach and was changing into my bikini, but the waiter was so hungry for my body, I didn’t need my bikini the rest of the day.

Back home the boring of the daily routine comes back and I felt very unsatisfied from the sex with Bernhard.  My pussy wasn’t getting wet enough when he wanted sex and just fantasizing about other man made me able to  fuck with him.

Hoping to make my life more eventful I tried to get pregnant, but again Bernhard wasn’t able to fullfil my needs. So I decided to get pregnant on another way then to take Bernhards semen. Although we had sex two or three times a week, Jan visisted me regularly. Almost daily, shortly after Bernhard left the house, I fucked with my brother-in-law in our bedroom. Two months later I told Bernhard that he was on the way to become a father.

When our first child, Tina, was 1 year old, I forced Bernhard, to visit to more social events with me. He hated parties, but I enjoyed it very much to flirt with other men or to tease them. It lead to the fact that we had almost every week an invitation to a party and Bernhard didn’t guess that, through the time, almost all of his friends had shoved their hands under my skirt. Bernhard got is share too, because everytime we returned at home after such a party, I was hot and horny from teasing so he gets me very wet.

My first serious lover was Manfred, one of his closest friends. We used every chance on that parties to hide in a toilet or the basement of the houses and he fucked me everytime really hard. One evening, he fucked me twice in the bathroom of our host and my pussy was sore from his big cock. Bernhard was eager to get me into the bed after that party, but I didn’t let him fuck me. Instead I enjoyed to let him lick my cum-filled pussy and wondered if he doesn’t recognize the sperm, which was running down my legs. Poor hubby. But Manfred’s attacks were too obvious. He let no chances pass to put his hands between my legs and it had been just a matter of time till other people had taken knowledge of this affair. Although I was not in love with Bernhard, I didn’t want to risk the marriage (and the money). In the past I had only shorter affairs with different men and I developed a preference on little perverted details in my affairs. For example, our second child was made, while Bernhard was mowing the grass in the garden. Our neighbor wanted to borrow a tool out of Bernhards garage. I went with the neighbor, who had pressed his erect cock against my belly during dancing on last years neighborship-party, to the garage. We didn’t lost time. In the moment we entered the garage he bent me over the workbench, pushed my skirt up, ripped my panties in two pieces and shoved his fat cock in my slippery pussy. I reached orgasm in the moment he entered me, but he fucked me at least ten minutes. I protested and asked him to pull his cock out when he reached his orgasm, because I was in my fertile days, but he ignored me and shot his cum deep into my pussy. Just in that moment, Bernhard stopped the enginge of his lawn-mower.

After the pregnancy with Tim, our son, my sexual appetite was still growing. I used every chance on parties or meetings with friends to get a nice hard cock between my legs. The perverted thrill was, that everytime I had sex with Bernhard after we arrived at home. He got never suspected when his small cock entered my cum-filled pussy. I even get more aroused, when he licked my pussy at these opportunities. Tho onliest thing I ever took account of, was to hide my cum-drenched panties from his eyes. He enjoyed my dripping pussy and never get the idea that it was the cum from other men. After a while I enjoyed his licking so much, I didn’t let him fuck me anymore. It wasn’t necessary because he becomes so aroused by my dripping, strange smelling, pussy, he shot his load, while he put his tongue in me the first time.

Last summer, Bernhard went back home early from a neighbours-party, I enjoyed my singledom and letted fuck me from the father of our son behind a hedge. Again he rammed his cock in me from behind and I had my orgasm immediately regarding to his brutal manner. As I went back home after that he followed me and fucked me once more while I bent over, my hands resting on our garden fence, and received his second load. After that I entered the bedroom, throwed my panties in the corner and straddled my husband so my cum- ladden pussy was directly above his face. He woke up, murmured something about being tired, but I shut his mouth by pressing my pussy on his face and ordered him to lick me good. He slowly awakened more and more and became really horny. I neared ecstasy and commanded him to stick his tongue between my ass cheeks. As he followed my request I almost came immediately. The first orgasm after a long time triggered by my husband. I rewarded him by sucking his cock and let him spurt in my mouth. He was so happy about this that he wanted to kiss me tenderly afterwards. While our lips melt in a passionate kiss I let all his cum flow back into his mouth und pushed it with my tongue till he had gulped it down. He really enjoyed this game. A short time later I throwed an eye on our new neighbour, a young, handsome man, who had buyed the new house in our area. I saw him every morning when I escorted my husband and our childs to the front-door. He was walking by with his dog and I decided to take the chance.

We had as smalltalk as his dog was sniffing at our yard and my flirtouos tone was like an invitation for him. Against my usual routine, I was wearing just a bathrobe this morning and I led him into our house by offering a cup of coffee. “For the good neighbourship”, I said to him with a seductive smile. He agreed but told me, that he hadn’t much time because he was on his way to work. I had to use this spare time and tried to show him much of my legs as we took place at the kitchen-table. While talking, I shifted my position in the chair from time to time, so my bathrobe slided higher on my legs, alowing him a better view. It was fun as I recognized how his shyness transformed to hornyness and his views becomes more intense on my body. My pussy was dripping wet in joyful anticipation. He didn’t need much invitations. As I went to the coffee machine to refill his cup he suddenly stood behind me and pressed his body at my backside. He whispered in my ear: “Horny bitch. I think, you’re going to get what you deserve.”

Mmmh, that are the words I like to hear when my pussy is dripping and I asked him why he still hesitated. It was georgeous. He had such a nice fat cock and I reached orgasm exactly the moment he entered my pussy from behind. The size of his cock was enormous. Lucky enough I was so wet, my juices were running down my legs and I had no problems to take it in my hot pussy. Just a few minutes after that, he shot his load deeply into my pussy. Uh, I loved the feeling, when a man pumped a gallon of hot cum in me and when afterwards our combined juices were running down my legs. I was sad as it was over.

But there was no reason to be sad. His cock stayed hard in my pussy and he continued his rhythmic strokes. That’s the advantage when you got such an young lover, I thought. I wanted him in my bedroom but he ignored my whishes, because he didn’t want to pull his cock out of my tight pussy. Now he was fucking me harder than the first time, kneading my small, shapely breasts from behind. I felt my third orgasm as he shot his second load in me. He pulled his cock out with a wet plop and left me, standing with spread legs at the kitchen basin, still enjoying the arousing feeling. He promised to come back the next morning. He kept his promise. My husbands car was barely away that morning, when he jumped in our house with a big bulge in his pants. I licked my lips in anticipation. This morning I was wearing a long, casual T-Shirt and a really sexy g-string under it (Bernhard asked me, why I wear such arousing underwear during a normal day as a housewife. I ignored his question, smiling).

J”rg, that’s the name of my lover, knew exactly what to do, if a woman wears such garments, because he rubbed his erect cock against this small piece of fabric. This time I led him to the bedroom because I wanted the fuck more comfortable. Lying next to me, he pushed the tip of his cock against my pussy which was still covered with the skimpy panty. He whispered in my ear that he loved such slutty clothings on a slutty wife and again hit my nerves wtih his dirty talking. His fingers stroked the fabric between my asscheeks and aroused my rear-entrance in a way to bring me near orgasm. I couldn’t hold out any longer and turned him on his back. I had to feel his cock right now in my slippery cunt. I knelt over his waist, gripped his throbbing cock with one hand, pushed the crotch of my panties to the side with my other hand and rubbed with the tip of his cock over my swollen pussy-lips. Suddenly his body jerked and he pumped an enormous load of cum against my pussy. I enjoyed the feeling of his sticky cum, messing my pussy and just after his spasms subsided I let my body sank down on his still erect shaft. While I rode him with slow, circular motions he kissed me passionately and licked my nipples which I presented him willingly. Again he needed just a few minutes to make me cum on his rod and shot his second load in my pussy. As he left me, lying in a big stain of sperm, he promised to take more care of my delicious ass in the next days. Then he kissed one of my elastic ass-cheeks and went to work. As Bernhard arrived at home he tried to make sex with me but I dropped him down and told him I was too tired from homework. The truth was that I wanted to stay horny for my young lover till the next day.

With joyful anticipation I said goodbye to my husband the next morning. Till J”rgs arriving I used the time to change into something very sexual, cause I want to fullfil his fondness for sexy slothings. I decided to take a very short apron, nothing else. It was so short, it barely covered my neatly trimmed pussy-hair. The strings were broad so they covered just my dark nipples. The most exciting part of this apron was the backside because it didn’t exist and only the loop of the apron covered a little bit of my firm ass-cheeks. Instead of a g-string I decided to wear high-heeled sandals, which accentuated my shapely legs. As I looked at my image in the mirror I was satisfied with my outfit and stroked shortly over my clit as a reward. A better `come on and fuck me’- outfit wasn’t possible.

That was J”rgs oppinion, too as he first laid eyes on my body this morning. His mouth began watering in the moment he stepped into the house. He gave me a deep kiss and his right hand slided down to my sopping wet pussy. I moaned in his mouth and told him, with an playful voice, that he was too early and that I have to do my housework. He understood the hint and let me go to the kitchen-sink where I put some cups. As I looked over my shoulder, I saw his greedily eyes locked on my semi-naked ass. He followed me, sank to his knees and pressed his mouth on my ass cheeks which I provocatively pushed in his direction. Then I spread my legs slightly and requested him to lick my pussy thoroughly. He replied that he loved the sight of pussy-juice running down a womens legs and a second later I felt his tongue between my pussy-lips. I wanted to feel his tongue at my clit, but instead, he pushed two fingers in my pussy and began licking my asshole. I bent forward to give him better access and as I looked between my legs I saw my pussy-juice running down his wrist. My orgasm overwhelmed me and I shouted in relief. J”rg didn’t hesitated, pulled my away from the sink and led me to the kitchen table. I put my legs up and awaited him. Wordless he rammed his throbbing cock with one quick motion in my pussy and with this intense feeling, my orgasm still goes on. I pleaded him to fuck me harder and faster. Shortly before he felt his own orgasm, he wanted to pull his cock out and shoot over my breasts but I kept him locked between my legs and forced him to spurt his semen in my pussy. (I told you, how I loved that feeling.)

After his orgasm his motions became slower, but he kept his cock inside my pussy. Just in the moment he wanted to increase the speed of his thrusts, we heard the sound of a key, pushing in the lock of our front-door. “Oh, god, it’s Bernhard” I whispered to J”rg and send him to the stairs which lead to our bedrooms. Just the moment when Bernhard entered the kitchen I had settled the items on the kitchen table. “Hi darling, can you imagine: just in the moment I entered the office I recognized that I had forgotten my …” His eyes almost dropped out of his head as he saw my naughty outfit. My head was glowing and I was sure: he could’t ignore the expression of a freshly fucked woman in my face. I saw the bulge in his trousers growing and before he could ask any compromitting questions, I interrupted him: “I know, sweetheart, and I knowed also that you would come back home.” I was happy about my clever idea. “And that’s the reason why I put some special clothings on. Just for you – because I felt sorry about yesterday night.” Wiht this words I walked slowly backwards till I felt the edge of the kitchen-table at my naked ass. I put one feet one the chair to spread my legs in a obscene way. Then I sat down on the table, exactly at Bernhards place. Although my legs  were spread, I hoped he oversaw the globs of sperm in my trimmed cunt-hair. “Darling, do you had enough breakfast at morning” I asked with a teasing voice and took a piece of toastbread which I placed on my thigh.

His mouth was watering in anticipation and he forgot his office-keys. Like absent he came toward me and fell on the chair in front of me, with a perfect view between my legs. I was incredible horny by thinking of him, licking my freshly-fucked pussy. “Do you want this piece of toast? Maybe with honey? My honey?” I asked him seductively. I took the bread and pressed it firmly against my wet pussy. But Bernhard couldn’t hold out any longer, took the bread away and dived with his face between my thighs. “Yes uhh, yes, c’mon, lick my hungry pussy” I animated him to suck J”rgs and mines combined juices out of my pussy. As he looked me in the eyes between two licks I felt the urge to laugh because his whole face was covered with sperm and my `honey’. Shortly afterwards I faked an orgasm to made an end for his humiliation. But he hadn’t enough. Like a mad man he opened the zipper of his trousers and took his small cock out. “Uhh, darling, do you want to put your nice cock in my sweet pussy?” I purred at him and acted like the horny wife. “Mmh, I would like it more, if you show me how you rub your cock.” I glanced over my shoulder. “Yes, come over and stood near by my while I’m doing the dishes. And when your orgasm is coming, you can spurt on my leg.”

I made this proposal to remember him on one of our first kinky episodes. He came very hard as I let him ejaculate on the top of my stockings, shortly before we went to a party. Bernhard also remembered and followed me greedy to the sink. With a sedctive voice and dirty talk I supported his masturbating and as he was close to his orgasm I put my leg and my hip in his direction. What a pitiful view to see his sperm pour slowly from the tip of his cock and fell on my leg. Although I praised how horny I’ve got by the sight of his sperm. Then I remembered him with a cool voice that it was time to go to work again.

Very satisfied he grabbed his keys and made his way to the door. As he entered the steps to the front of the house I called him back. “Hey, you forgot your breakfast” I cooed to him and showed him the piece of toast, coated with sperm and pussy juice. He smiled brightly and whispered to me, how horny I made him all the time with my kinky ideas. The moment Bernhard drove backwards from the house, J”rg arrived back in the kitchen and while I beckoned my husband from the window, my lover knelt behind me and kneaded my ass. “C’mon, open the window and talk to him” he ordered with a vibrating voice. I opened the window. “Bernhard” I shouted and felt in the same moment J”rg’s tongue between my ass-cheeks. I hissed through my teeths. Bernhard looked at me, asking.

“I just wanna know, when you come back today” I asked with a smile, “you know, why.” Bernhard felt proud about my affinity to him. “I come back at 5 p.m., punctual.” I shuddered, because J”rgs exploring tongue made me incredible horny. He licked so good, my juices were running down my legs again.

“Nice, I’m happy about that” I replied to Bernhard with a shivering tone. As Bernhard closed the door of his car, J”rg pulled me back to the table. I bent over and sticked my ass provocatively to him. My legs were spread, because I want to feel him immediately. But he grabbed a glass of jam from the table and poured the sweet, sticky juice on the cheeks of my ass. I moaned by this feeling and then he knelt again behind me and licked the jam thoroughly from my ass. Suddenly, without warning, I felt the tip of his cock between my ass-cheeks and then he thrusted with one hard push into me. Never before I was fucked in that way and after the first pain subsided, I enjoyed that naughty feeling. He fucked me hard and rhythmically, bent over and whispered in my ear, how horny he was, listening to the kinky show I made for my husband.

I enjoyed his arousing words and replied that I needed much more from him. He put his right between my legs and rubbed my clit. Just a few quick motions and I got my neyt orgasm. My body twitched and triggered his orgasm, so he jerked seconds later his load in my ass.

It was wild and I felt sad that it was over so fast. As I escorted him to the door I asked him if he wouldn’t come back in the afternoon, shortly before my husband arrives. After all, I wouldn’t wear my sexy apron not just for Bernhard.

He smiled and promised to be there at 4 p.m. That was a nice start for the day. At 3 p.m. I put my `fuck-me’-dress back on and waited for J”rg. I was sure he would come, because he was still horny as he left me in the morning.

At 3.15 the door-bell rang and I jumped with a dripping pussy to the door. Still in the den he shoved me with my back to the wall and pressed his erect cock against my pussy. I forced him away from me and led him upstairs to the bedroom. On the stairs I swayed my hips to give him a perfect look at my naked ass. Shortly before we reached the last step of the stairs, he stopped me and sticked his tongue in my pussy from behind. Uh, I was so horny, I couldn’t wait to get his cock between my legs and forced him to the bed. He knelt beside me on the bed and shoved his monster cock in my mouth. The first time I had his prick in my mouth and I was sorry that I missed the feeling of it so long. He made a sign that he wanted the blowjob, before he would fuck me, so I continued to slurp on his veiny prick. “You horny bitch” he hissed to me. “sucking the cock of a stranger in your marital bed, and in less than a hour your husband arrives.”

I interrupted shortly to remember him, that in the morning, at the window,  he hadn’t this warm feelings for my husband. “By the way, Bernhard didn’t get the same service like you.” “But in the morning you promised to make sex with him in the evening” he answered. “Yes, but I didn’t let him fuck me. Maybe I will never let him fuck me again.” My eyes were sparkling by the thought. “How will you manage this? He has his conjugal rights.” “Oh, that’s easy” I replied. “He can lick me tonight, after you’re gone.” He laughed in disbelief. I was getting hornier by the thought, that Bernhard again will lick my freshly-fucked pussy.

“Don’t think so much. Come over and fuck me. Fuck me hard” I commanded and knelt on the bed, legs wickedly spread and my ass towards his cock. Within two seconds he had shoved his cock in my pussy. “Tell me, how you will tease your poor hubby?” he asked with breathless voice, while he pushed in and out. “Oh, I will let him lick my pussy, I will make him horny while he masturbated in front of me. He can watch me, while I use a dildo. Don’t you think that’s nice enough?” I asked ironically. “I wouldn’t let me humiliate from a bitch like you” he answered and I could hear the arousal as he thought about me, teasing Bernhard. “If I had such a slutty wife like you, I would fuck you twice every morning, before I went to work. And the evenings are not included.”

He had called my `bitch’ but I wasn’t angry about that. On the contrary, a macho-behaviour while I get fucked from behind, made me still hornier. “And what will you do to keep the sexuality away from getting bored?” I asked teasingly. “Be sure, I will demonstrate it to you in the next few days.” With that he shoved his cock even harder in my pussy and additional pushed his middlefinger between my spread ass-cheeks. “C`mon, tell me, what do you do to me tomorrow?” I asked him with breathless voice. “Tomorrow you have to wear your kinky apron again. And when I’m arriving here, you have to lay on the kitchen table and shove a ripe banana in your pussy. First, I will observate, if you get horny enough for me with this fruit and you have to suck my cock at the same time. Then I will eat the mashed banana out of your pussy. I loved his kinky phantasies and they hit my nerves, because I loved the naughty, dirty sex. “And then you told me, how you humiliated your husband the evening before” he continued and his voice signalized, that he was near his orgasm.

“Uh yes, my husband” I moaned, “give him a present and shoot a big load in my pussy.” My voice almost cracked. A few seconds later his cock erupted and he shot seven, eight thrusts of his hot cum in my pussy.” “I think, it’s better to leave now” he said after a few minutes and pulled his wet cock out of my pussy. “Should I stay in this position?” I asked him with a wicked smile. “So I can keep your load completely in my pussy and hubby gets his meal.”

“Nice idea” he replied laughing, “but I think, he get’s hornier, if you go in front of him, so he can see your eautiful ass and your com-covered pussy from behind.” As he was away I was still sitting on the kitchen-table, with my legs together. For the moment I felt no need to have sex with my darling husband. Only the kinky ideas helped me over his small cock. The doorbell rang and I thougt, Bernhard agein forgot his keys at work. Without checking who has pushed the door-button, I opened – and got a shock. It wasn’t Bernhard, it was a messenger from a warehouse-service. He had a perfect view of my body, which was only clad in that tiny apron and high-heeled sandals. My first reaction was to hide my body from his greedy eyes but then I enjoyed his horny stirring. “A…a p…p…package for y…y… you, madam” he stuttered. “If you w… w…would be s… so nice t…to sign here.” “Please come in for a moment” I ordered and went into the house, feeling his eyes on my naked ass. I acted as I wasn’t aware about my silly outfit. As he was  came into the kitchen, he held his penwriter in my direction. I put the paper sheet on the table and bent over provocatively to sign it. He stood behind me and I was sure that he could see my wet pussy lips which were still red from my recent fucking. I got horny again but the messenger was not the kind of men who got the advantage of fucking my sweet pussy. I gave him his papers back.

“Sorry but I had no money in the house to give you a tip. Is it okay for you, if I bent over again and you got, instead of a tip, another view on … the piece of your interest?” The poor man looked quizzled, but greedy. Without waiting for an answer, I bent over the table again. “C’mon, you’re looking like a man who put his nose in many things.” I gyrated with my hips to invite him for a closer look. Then he bent forward and shoved his nose near to my pussy lips. He seemed as he wnted to inhale every detail of my pussy and my ass. As I felt his hot breath at my ass-cheeks I stepped back, so my pussy had short contact to his nose. “O.K., I hope, you’re satisfied with this tip” I ended this episode. “I hope, you deliver dependable in the future.”

Without an answer he made his way out of the house. I was sure, he made a stop the next few miles and put his cock out of his uniform. As I went to the door to look behind him, Bernhards car arrived. The expression on his face showed me, that he was really horny. “Was this man in our house?” he asked in disbelief as he entered the house. I smiled. “Yes.” “And you opened the door in that dress?” “Certainly. He was even in the house, because I had to sign a paper.” “He has seen you in THAT apron, nothing else?” Slowly I felt angry about his stupid behaviour. “Is that the kind to say hello to his loving wife?” I snarled at him. “Just for you I put on this sexy clothings, but instead of kneeling down and honour your sexy wife, you just asking that jealous questions.”

He smiled smooth to cool me down. The words `kneeling down’ was the kind he loved and he fell to his knees in front of me. “Yes, that kind I like” I said to him like as if he were a dog and patted his head. He pressed his mouth on my pussy-hairs and I pushed my lower body against him to increase the pressure. With my legs slightly spread, he had my pussy directly above his face. Bernhard dived with his tongue between my pussy-lips and sucked me while I felt J”rgs sperm running out of me. Bernhard gulped down the load and made me feel very nasty (and horny again). He was happy to get me so `wet’ and was sure it was his merit. I went away, leaving him on his knees in the den. As he followed me into the kitchen, I sat on the table and thaought about a way to make both of us horny. “Should I tell you, how I have signed the papers for the messenger?” I asked teasingly. His eyes sparkled, sure of the fact that it was just a fiction I was about to tell. He saw me as his lovely, truthful housewife.

“I put the sheet on the kitchentable and then bent forward to sign” I told him with my teasing voice, looking deeply into his eyes to observe his reactions. “First I wondered why the messenger was looking so strange, but then I recognized, that I hadn’t anything under my short apron.” I told him this fact in a very naive tone. Bernhard gulped. “And as I explored the bulge in his pants, I got very horny” I continued. “Would you stick your fingers between my legs and try how wet I am?” His hands were shaking, as he came to me on his knees. As I felt his fingers at my pussy-lips, I moved my hips in his direction to give him better access. “Now I’m so glad you’re at home. In fact, it isn’t normal, that a woman gets so horny, just because a stranger was looking at her body.” That naive, seductive tone hit his nerves. “I don’t know what I had done, if you were not here now…”

He smiled proudly and still stroked my pussy. “What do you think, you had done?” he asked curious, looking forward for more teasing stuff from me. “Well, I had told the messenger, that my husband will be very suspicious if he came home and recognized my very wet pussy. So I had to please him to lick my pussy thoroughly clean.” He smiled in sweet pain. These phantasy aroused him and for a moment I wondered, how he would react, if I told him the truth about my naughty life in the past years. “But now, you’re here” I continued, “And I hope, you know what to do.” He was completely under my influence and looked at me. I spread my legs further, waiting for his tongue to dive in my pussy. He awakened out of his trance, pushed his face on my pussy and licked me hard. I felt my orgasm two minutes later.

He was satisfied, too and I didn’t need to think about sex with him for the rest of the evening. The next morning, J”rg surprised me with the short note, that he hadn’t time for a meeting this morning, because he had an important business-travel. So I decided to go into town and compensate my needs with shopping. After the shower, I put a tight skirt and a nice, low-cut blouse. Under that, I choosed a sexy g-string and a nylon-pantyhose. Some men didn’t like pantyhose but I loved the feeling of this additional stack of see- through fabric and the dirty feeling when I get wet in it (and I also liked my lover, if they lick me through my pantyhose).

Although I was in the mood for a short affair with one of the salesmen, (two shoe-salesman were able to recall the color of my panties) there was no chance for it this morning. I couldn’t get the right kick. Meanwhile, I got so horny, I couldn’t stand it much longer. So I decided to go to my old lover, Manfred. He had a large office in downtown. As I entered the offices, I went directly to the restrooms. They were not very large, but Manfred and I had some nice experiences in it. In the stall, I pulled my panties and my pantyhose down to my knees, leaned back against the wall and dialed Manfred’s office-number. As he answered the call, I told him, that I was waiting for him in the restrooms of his office, with panties around my ankles and a sopping wet pussy. If he hurried, he can get me before I give myself relief. I hung up and smiled. I knowed him for a long time – he was so horny that he will interrupt every business-activity to put his cock in my pussy.

I was right. In less than a minute he stood before me, his pants down and his swollen cock swinging. I bent over and pushed my ass in his direction. He couldn’t wait and pushed his long hard cock in my dripping pussy and he fucked me like a mad man. I came immediately but inspired him to fuck me harder. As I reached my second climax, he shoot his load in my pussy.

“That was incredible, Caren, but now I have to go. Your husband is waiting for me in my office.” We both started to laugh immediately and meanwhile, I developed my next kinky idea. “What do you told him, as you interrupted your talk?” “Nothing outrageous, just that a client needs a sign from me.” While he answered I had pulled my pantyhose and panties down. I rubbed my pussy with my skimpy panties dry and gave it to Manfred.

“Wouldn’t it be nice, if you told him about your client, a very slutty woman, who needed your cock in the ladies restrooms instead of a sign. If he didn’t believe your story – show him the soiled panties of your `client’.” He laughed, took the panties and stuffed them into his pocket. “You’re a naughty piece of ass.” But he was nice enough to fullfil my perverted whishes and with a satisfied feeling I continued my shopping tour.

In the afternoon-hours I got boring again and so I decided to surprise my husband in his office (not without ulterior). While I drove to his office, I thought about the strategie to humiliate Bernhard again. I wondered if Manfred had told him of his restroom-fuck. Bernhard looked very surprised as I entered his office. He sat at his desk and wondered about the reason of my visit. I cleared his curiosity as I walked towards him, behind his desk. I turned around, so his face was at the same level as my ass.

“Uuh darling, yesterday you made me so horny with your tongue” I cooed to him. “Look, what you have done.” With that I pulled the hem of my skirt slowly upwards. Not to much, because he liked to be teased. His hands grabbed me by my hips and he slowly pushed my skirt upwards. I heard his hard breathes as he saw my naked ass under the pantyhose. “You … but you didn’t wear panties” he shouted with a deeply aroused voice. “That’s right. I had to pull it off a short time ago, because it was drenched with my wetness” I told him truthfully. “That’s the reason, why I’m here. You have to lick me, elsewhere I’m going crazy.” I choosed this hysterical tone, because that made him even more aroused. “Here? In my office?” he asked in disbelieve. “What should I do, if my secretary comes in?” “Tell her, that you don’t want to be disturbed” I replied angry, “elsewhere I have to go home and ask the messenger. You remember him?” He laughed and then pushed the intercom-button to give his secretary some instructions. Meanwhile I directed my ass more to his face. My wetness between my legs cooled my pussy through the thin nylon but inwardly I was hot as hell.

As he had finished with his secretary, he grabbed the waistband of my pantyhose to pull it down, but I stopped him. “No, sweetheart, please lick me through my pantyhose. It makes me still hornier.” As he followed my order, I signalized him with loud moaning, how arousing it was to me. “Yeah, rub my clit with your fingers while you lick my pussy” I encouraged him. He did like he was told and a moment later he surprised me by pressing his finger deeply between my ass-cheeks. I panted and trapped his finger with my ass-cheeks. “Uhh, yes, that made me really horny.” I honored his idea. He moved his index finger very good without stopping his licking. He also becomes wilder and suddenly he ripped a hole in my pantyhose. Now his tongue entered my dripping pussy without the nylon between. His roughness made me wild. “Yes, yes, lick me, lick me everywhere” I shouted and grabbed behind me to pull his head closer to me. He understood my signs and pushed his tongue between my ass-cheeks. My orgasm hit me and I shouted so loud, that there were no doubts for his secretary what’s going on in this office. As my orgasm subsided, I turned around and straddled his hips, so he had a good view on my horny pussy. “You have an incredible pussy” he said with an adoring smile.

“That’s not the onliest thing which turns you on” I replied, giving him a hint. “Uh, yeah, your ass is also great” he flattered and suddenly recognized that he didn’t get his relief by now. But I wasn’t in the mood to give him sexual relief and acted as I was in hurry. “Please, could you give me a handkerchief. It’s impossible to go outside with that wetness between my legs. With a sad impression on his face he handed me a handkerchief and I pressed it between my legs to dry my pussy.

“You can sniff at that piece and you have something to jerk in, when you stroke your small cock” I told him with a suddenly cool voice. With a happy grin he grapped the soiled handkerchief and put it under his nose. I made my way back home. There were a few adventures waiting for me.