Even when doing the chores I'd think of the feeling this would give me and my love juice would run out of my quim and make my thighs sticky. I was determined to let Bruce fuck me now,it was just a matter of time. I'd tried putting a french letter (condom) on his cock but it didn't work. As I wanked him the very pointed end of his cock punched right through it and anyway I needed to feel his hot spunk go right up into my belly. Fuck it was hot too,much hotter than a man's!

 I knew this because I'd put my face and chest under him so it would spit from his cock right over me. I now loved the feeling of this and squeezed my legs together as it happened as though I was holding his cock in my pussy. My mind leapt around these thoughts all day until my afternoon games started for real. Stupidly I'd first thought the big lump that came out Bruce's sheath was his balls,but on holding his sack at the same time,two balls were still there. Its seems silly now but I thought perhaps he has four balls,that would account for so much spunk when I made him cum.

 No way was I going to ask my husband and give my secret away,then purely by accident I popped up my friends for a chat. Low and behold Bruce was already up there,in fact litterally up there. He was out her backyard and stuck up her bitch,of which my friend was watching with an intense look of lust on her face. Embarrassed I coloured up and went all hot only to go to burning hot as Sandra said "I love watching them,I bet you wish that was you he's fucking" I nearly vapourized and had every intention of turning on my heel and running back down home. She quickly added "Quick sit down and see the size of his cock when his knot shrinks" I sat and my quizzical look prompted "That big part,you know? when he humps at your leg"

 I heard myself saying "His balls" "No that's his knot not his balls,it holds him in her till he's finished cumming" Her eyes flashed back to Bruce as his cock came into view, "See? look at that for a cock,bet you'd like to try him" I needed to get away. How could she know? she couldn't of course surely not I'd never given her a clue. Again I heard my voice cutting in "Would you then?" Fuck did I say that? A smirk crossed her face,"Well its your dog not mine!" Surely she hadn't,or had she?

 By now Bruce no longer interested in the bitch was looking through the door glass at us. Letting him in he came to me for a smooth then to Sandra. "He thinks he done good,good boy go to your owner boy" He did but not before his nose went up Sandra's skirt and licked her thigh or even higher. It was her turn to blush as she clamped her thighs shut. "Those two doing that made me hot and he must have smelt me" I smiling passed it off as a dog thing,but I now was wondering if I'd come in on a happening similar to what I intended to do later.

 Sandra was a friend,the sort that one feels completely comfortable with. So in I went, "The trouble with what you suggested is, what if you got pregnant?" She chuckled, "No that wont happen,as you know I'm from a rural croft in Ireland and we learnt all sorts of things including what and what can mate but not make each other preggers" Fuck what a dummy I am. I knew Sandra's origins and never gave it a thought to ask her discreitly about my sexual worry.

 I couldn't just get up and go,although I desperately needed to get back and let Bruce have a go. So instead we had a cup of tea and in the following conversation Sandra said remind me at sometime to tell you a story about my younger days and how I came to marry Charlie! I had a totally different agenda on my mind at the moment,not about marrying either. When that chat took place Sandra nearly put me in shock! Buts that's another story.

 So now back at home I set about my intention. As I'd developed my actions with Bruce I was now in the habit of taking my knickers off before starting. So I pulled them down and chucked them on the floor. Because I fully intended to let him fuck me now. I had decided to put a towel on the edge of my seat to catch any residue running back out of me. Still feelings of guilt were there so I decided to sit out on the end of my seat and while keeping my skirt down over my knees let Bruce start the session up under it a bit like his crafty lick of Sandra. Thinking of what he'd done to her had in fact given me a twinge in my pussy. So with eyes shut my mind started to re-enact what it probably felt like for Sandra.

 My mind now continued along this thought line of whether she had intended to fuck my Bruce. It didn't make me jealous but sure as hell made me hot. Relentlessly Bruce worked on my clit and I'd found out recently that I could change the speed he licked me by trickling pee for his tongue and it made him not only go faster but stick his tongue in deeper as he searched for the source. As all this was happening I moved even farther forward to bring my bum hole into the action.

 I'd also decided to let him come up as usual to put his cock in for a bit but then I'd get down on all fours and let him give me the lot,no longer fearing pregancy but I wasn't to sure about where that knot of his should finish up. By now I'm on a second orgasm that had run almost immediately from the first.

 Bollocks,who the fuck can that be? Of all the inoportune moments! Ignore them? No the moment was lost. Standing up a bit shaky, I may add, I was pissy to say the least. I pushed Bruce out to the kitchen before answering the insistant door bell. Where the fuck did you come from? was my reaction,a bit unfairly. "Oh be like that then,I've caught you at a bad moment it seems?" says Ted my husbands best friend. Yeah,sorry I didn't mean it like that! come on in.

 "I just popped in to apologise" Questioningly, "Ay! for what?" Hesitatingly now, "You know,for not finishing what I started" My heart started beating quicker as my insides rolled and my pussy tingling from Bruce twitched even more. Bloody hell! He's here to try and fuck me. Being totally sober, I hear myself saying "No apology necessary,we'd all been drinking" He closed on me and put his lips to me but this time his tongue was searching between my mouth lips. I pulled back,"No don't I'm happily married,please stop before it goes to far" Talk is one thing bodily juices is a whole different matter. God he was making me even wetter. Breaking away I sort of scurried round the living room chairs,instantly spotting my panties on the floor. I kicked them under the front of the seat hoping he missed seeing them and thus realising my pussy was naked for the taking.

 I know not if he did spot my knickers but by now he had me cornered and had hold of my body like an octopus. His hands were everywhere including on my tits,up my skirt. "What have you been doing or shouldn't I ask?" was his comment as he found my cunt completely naked. Then he had it,his fingers were rubbing my clit and darting in and out my slit while his other hand was trying to get at my crinkly asshole. "Fuck your ass is wet and sticky" I felt my colour rising,Dog spit I thought but said, " I was playing and thinking about what you done the other night and it all ran down from my pussy as I played.

 "Get mine out,I got to feel your insides with my cock.Let me spit it in you" Almost like a zombie I took his cock out and marvelled at how hard it was. My mind was thinking,He's going to rape me while my voice was saying, "No we mustn't its adultery,you'll make me pregnant" To late... he was already raping me,or that's my excuse anyway! I felt I was being raped but knew my body was responding by making me fuck him back. I now felt even more guilty than when I first done the dog lick. I was thrusting on him so hard our pubic bones were clashing as the pubes got soaking wet and was making a squelching noise.

 I felt a massive orgasm hit me but was with it enough through the orgasm's to feel his sperm spirt right up the top of my womb as he clung on to me like a leech. His prick was throbbing and fithily my mind was telling me I'd just been fucked by Bruce. Which in turn made me orgasm yet again and start humping at Ted's cock even as he'd finished. "Fucking hell! are you after more?" All I heard was my voice saying "Yes do it again" He did and after a while we came together. Then he was gone,without a word. Guilt perhaps? like was flooding into me as I clambered to the chair and collapsed with my pussy throbbing and head spinning. God what a slut I am becoming!

 That was not the plan started circulating in my brain.Still it just happened; What the hell? I drifted out to Bruce and let him back in,stupidly apologising to a dog "Sorry Bruce,he made me,I intended for it to be you" Sitting back down I offered my pussy to him to lick but he declined. That upset me a bit, I suppose he smelt another males seaman in me? I then done my best to get all the spunk out of me,but Bruce didn't want to lick me. Perhaps he was sulking eh!

 Next day he wasn't though,but that's another story.