02/09/2018
Liz and I met when she graduated university and started work at a factory where I was employed. We shortly moved in together and, after 28 day, were married. I was clueless about her sexual background, but soon learned she was incapable of keeping her panties on. She didn't tell me until much later that she was fucking two engineers who worked at the same factory, along with a supervisor and two maintenance men. She was a tiny 4'11" sex machine, without morals. The pussy she carried around was, in her mind, an orifice to be randomly used for sexual gratification. I truly can't tell you when she opened up to me about her infidelity. Suffice it to say, she eventually did. After that I insisted that we relocate to get away from it all.
The move helped as she began nursing at the local hospital. For a time it was just sex for the two of us. Then I realized her past sex was a turn-on for me. To test it I invited my foreman to view some 16mm films I bought. Three of us sat in the living room with Liz seeming disinterested and having a drink. After the films my boss suggested we go out for drinks, which we did. On the way I could see him playing with Liz's titties. After a few drinks we went back to the car and just sat there, with him playing with her tits and finally reaching under her skirt to play with her pussy. Seeing this I told him if he wanted to fuck her he'd have to buy a 6 pack, which he did. Then I just drove around on country roads while they got into it. He was trying to fuck her, without success. Our Rambler had lay-down seats. I told him, he dropped it and they proceeded to have a good fuck. When we returned to town the three of us sat down in the living room where he pulled out her one tit and told me we couldn't have any fun there. I agreed and we went to the bedroom where we all got naked. Once on the bed he jumped on her and started fucking her. After a while he had to pee and ran to the bathroom. He told her not to go away, he'd be right back. When he returned she had her legs spread and her arms open to welcome him. Right then I knew I wasn't even getting a blow job so I got dressed and went to the living room. I watched as he held her legs up and fucked the hell out of her. I really thought that night would be the end of it, but I was wrong.
The next morning he was back. He walked in the door, stood behind her, and massaged her tits. Shortly they went into another bedroom and stripped down. She got between his legs and sucked his cock. Then he put her on the bottom of the bed with her head hanging down. Obviously she got throat-fucked properly. I wouldn't know this except I passed the room several times more than necessary to observe. When they were both satisfied he went home to his wife.
This was one experienced sex night. I have many, many more if anyone is interested.