A striptease in a bar got me gangbanged.

My first husband was twenty years older then me and having left working at the bar I tried to be me a good housewife and step mother to his daughter, from his first marriage, during five years until I realised that this wasn't me at all. I wanted to be a mother with my own child but my first husband didn't want to start another family again. He had difficulty breathing at night from cigarettes and alcohol and had to wear an oxygen mask that kept me awake all the time. When his business started going badly and when he turned more and more to alcohol I left him and moved back in with my parents who had now settled in the sw of france.

I had almost been totally faithful to my husband during the entire five years, despite his horrible breathing mask at night! With his good income my husband often let me go to health centers and saunas with the wives of his friends. I had one masseur who was really well built. I had a towel covering my bum, lying on my front while he ran his powerful hands over my body. When he started on my legs he nervously ran upto the bottom of my towel but always stopped before going to far. I wasn't going to let him get away with that so the next time he ran his hands upto the towel line I gently parted my legs allowing his hands to slide futher up without any obstruction. He quickly got the message and was soon rubbing my pussy, clit and rimming my arse hole under the towel. He brought me off to a superb orgasm that really made that day. I had often had to bring myself off secretly in the spas with the water jets on my pussy but this was just much better altogether.

After I left my first husband I tried a few more relationships that never worked. I was feeling on the shelf and wondered if I was ever going to be a mother. Then I met my second husband, english this time. He was very shy to begin with but soon learnt some tricks of the trade that got me orgasming every time we had sex. He would take me out to smart hotels for some fun role playing games that I like. I would inevitably ask cash upfront from him as I played the call girl. Other times if we were walking home late at night I would sometimes run ahead of him and then solicit him while leaning against a wall under a street lamp. I would lift my skirt and slide him inside me and let him fuck me against the wall – even in front of the occasional passerby - and then walk the rest of the way home with his cum dribbling down my legs and my panties in his pocket!
He was rather shocked, though, the first time when he was lying in the bath waiting for the water to fill, when I climbed in standing over him and let my warm pee run down my legs onto him. It gave him an instant erection though that I then sat down on. I have very clear non smelling pee so one time I even peed in his mouth and all over his face while he was licked my pussy. I love the sensation of hot pee running all over my body!

I had several miscarriages though and our marriage didn’t last longer then my first. Now that I’m single again and am not thinking about becoming a mother I have started to let go again. I’m very lucky to still have the same firm and slender body I had 18 years ago before my marriages and I intend to use it now to the full!

My second husband had insisted that I start to see a psychotherapist after the death of my father. I sometimes woke up in the middle of the night waking my husband saying that my father was in the bedroom. That he was just standing there talking to me beside the bed. I am the youngest in the family and my father loved and spoilt me though really mistreated my mother and sisters. I have always felt guilty towards my mother and my sisters have always been jealouse of me. The psychotherapist was a very attractive older man with a grey beard. I had never met a man who was so interested in listening to me and I just opened up to him immediately. I told him about me and my father, how I always wanted to please him and make him happy so that he wouldn’t be angry with me like he was with my mother and sisters. I told him how I had sexual fantasies about my father. How I used to like sitting on his lap without my knickers, feeling his hard on just under my pussy. I told him what happened once when I was 19 when my cousin, whom I had had my first lesbien experiences with, had come to stay with us. We slept in the same bed playing with each other’s pussy’s for hours without mother or father knowing anything – until one day when mother had gone out for the afternoon and my cousin and I were sunbathing in the garden while father drank his bere and read his paper. We both undid our tops infront of him exposing our breasts. Then, lying down, we began to oil each other while he watched. I undid my bikini bottoms and lay there in the sun totally naked. I had often sunbathed in the nude in the garden. I got up, completely naked and started to rub more oil onto my cousin and onto my own breasts infront of him. I could see that he was clearly loving every second of this but pretending not to be paying any attention at all. Feeling that I could go further I undid the bikini bottoms of my cousin and started to massage her bum and thighs. I slid my hand down to caress her pussy making her very wet. He just sat there wearing his dark glasses as though he was still reading his paper. I was getting so wet myself I started to rub my own clitoris with my other hand. We were both getting so excited it was more and more difficult to not completely let ourselves go, until father got up to walk inside. I moved over onto my cousin to let her lick my pussy while I licked hers until we brought each other to climax. Father was watching from the bedroom window. 
I also told him about the pornographic videos that my father kept. He didn’t make a big deal about trying to hide them and mother would always express her contempt for him. He would stay up late until my mother and me had gone to bed. My sisters had already moved out. I could sometimes hear the noises of the prono film. I could imagine my father wanking himself infront of the tele. One night I could hear the noises of a porno movie , on a visit back home, and I was so agitated fantasing about being a porno star myself, being fucked by loads of men with my arse wide open to the camera and having my father there in the audience smiling at me everytime I looked to see that he was still watching. I knew I could please him more than any porno star on his videos if he would let me. I got out of bed in my night dress and sneaked quitely into the livingroom. Father was there in his armchair in the dark with his penis in his hand slowly but firmly moving his fist up and down. On the tv screen a bloke was screwing this girl in her arse while she was giving a blow job to another guy. He had some hand cream that he squeezed into his hand, lubricating himself up and down his shaft. He was beginning to groan a bit as the bloke was fucking the girl harder and harder. He masturbated faster until the bloke pulled his cock out of the girl’s gapping arse that looked like a fathomless dark hole as his spurm went shooting over her bum and into her hole. My father jerked backwards violently several times and I saw his hot liquid streaming down over his hand. I quitely went back to my bedroom and masaged my clitoris between my fingers still dreaming about being my father’s favorite porno star with his spurm shooting all over my open wide arse, until I too climaxed. 

Bit by bit, though, I realised that the psychotherapist was not being very objective with what I was saying. He was just asking for more and more sexual details. I was, however, finding the whole experience more and more exciting realising the poor old man's frustration and patient dilema. I never told my husband about my fantasies about my father but I would masturbating his cock in bed telling him the fantasies I had told the psy during the rendez vous. Then I would climb on top of him rubbing his penis head hard against my clitoris until he was ready to cum and then plunge him into my vagina as he shot his load far up inside me. Men often lose all objectivity very easily!! 

So after my second husband and me seperated I decided to wear a very nearly transparent dress under my coat for the next rendez vous with the psy. When I went in I took off my coat and saw his eyes open wide as he realised how sexily I was dressed. I was letting my hands run more and more freely all over my body as I started to explain just how exciting I really got being watched masturbating, as I started to slide my hand down towards my pussy. As I was saying the words I was following with the movements. When my hand lifted my dress a little to one side and I pulled my string aside to reveal a moist fully shaven trim little pussy I could see the blood vessels in his head going redder. He was speechless and I felt that so long as I didn't stop talking him through what I was doing he wouldn't have the will power to stop me bringing myself off infront of him. As it was he didn’t try to stop me at all and he sat there speechless while I took his pencil and leaning further back on the sofa started to prod my arse with the rounded end of his pencil while rubbing my clitoris at the same time. I came to an orgasm, stood up and rearranged myself a little. Then I took out the money I was due to pay him for the half hour and gave it to him dispite his mutterings that he mustn't, kissed him on the lips and said good bye and thanks for everything!!!

Since leaving my second husband I’ve had to move into a ground floor appartment, walking distance from the center of town and by the canal. Its quite a good residential area though there are occasionally some prostitutes who stand on the side of the road along the canal at night. Its not much of an appartment but its all I can afford for the moment. After my second husband stopped sending me money regularly I’ve had some very hard times. I had walked along the canal many times at night coming back from town and sometimes could hear the groaning of a bloke as he was screwing some girl under one of the bridges. There were never many people as it is quite a quiet part of town and not at all an active red light zone. One night, coming back alone from having been at the cinema with a girl friend, a car pulled up besides me on the road by the canal. There was no body about and the driver asked me how much I asked. I wasn’t at all shocked having expected and even fantasied that this might happen one day. He was a young man in his twenties and he looked rather shy and embarrished. I was immediately excited, said a high price and was really filled with adrenalin as I told him to park and follow me under the bridge at the canal. When I got there it was so dark I couldn’t even see the money he gave me but I put it in my bag and started to rub his cock from the outside of his trousers. He was very nervouse. I unzipped him and slid my hand inside his trousers and started to massage him. He hardened instantly into a massive cock and I asked him if he had a condom. He tore it open and started to put it on as I slipped my panties off and lifted my skirt. With the other hand I took his cock again and guided it to my pussy and hurriedly squeezed him in me. He started groaning immediately as I leant against the wall and let him fuck me until he came. Then he stepped back pulled the condom off, thanked me and hurried back to his car like a naughty school boy. I also hurried back to my appartment and came to an orgasm rubbing my clitoris in the bath. 

I had taken money for sex a few times already but this had always been for me an exciting role playing act that was never really serious, until recently when a girl friend invited me to come out with her and meet some English friends of friends of hers that were coming for a night out on the town. I agreed to come along and keep her company and maybe meet some nice new people at the same time. We all met in a restaurant in town. Three of them were pilots from England, one a smooth hansom looking black guy. There was an english couple who lived here in the country not far from town and were also accompanied by a Swedish girl friend of the wife. They were having a wild time ordering more and more wine until we left to go to a nightclub. There they ordered champagne and really started throwing the money around. The wife and her swedish girlfriend very casually stood up and said that they were leaving and would drive home on their own, leaving here husband with his three pilot friends with me and my girlfriend. I was sure that they were bisexuel and were not leaving early because they were tired! We carried on drinking champagne and dancing until the husband suggested that we all go back to his place and have some more drinks there. My girlfriend had had enough of their drunken behaviour and encouraged me to leave with her. I said no that I would stay with them but she protested asking how I would get back home. The husband pulled out a hundred euro note and gave it to me, saying that with that I could take a taxi back whenever I liked. I took it and my girlfriend left on her own. I climbed in the back of their car inbetween two of the pilots. They kept trying to run their hands under my dress as I giggled and struggled, drunk with champagne. When we arrived I saw that he had a very nice property filled with very english antique furniture and paintings. I sat down on the sofa as he lit the fire and was served more champagne. They were all joking with me and still desperately trying to feel me up. I was playing the proper but suggestive English girl fending off their gropping hands when the husband opened his wallet again and taking more money out asked wether that would be enough to break the ice! The thought of all that money just made my heart jump. I said yes and after taking the money and putting it in my bag I started to slide my dress off one of my shoulders. No sooner had I started then the husband came over and taking my dress in his hands he tore it open and pushed me back on the sofa. The three pilots were taking their clothes off and started to grab me by the arms and legs holding me open and pinning me down. I started to struggle a bit in a panic when all of a sudden the husband ripped off my panties aswell. They held my legs apart as the husband rammed his cock into me telling me that that’s how bitches like it. The black guy stuffed his cock in my mouth. I saw one of the others come over holding a riding whip telling them to turn me over on my front. The other one took my torn panties and stuffed them into my mouth as they spun me over. The next thing I knew I felt an intense pain ring through my body and I heard a sharp slap on my bum. I struggled and tried to scream then I felt the second sharp sting run through me. One of them grabbed my buttocks and started fucking me hard pounding against my stinging bottom. They turned me over again on the sofa with one of them behind me holding my legs above my head and lifting my arse into the air. The husband was squeezing a tube of lubricant jelly onto my arse hole as the black guy started to push his cock in, dilating me to the full, then pumping away until I felt his hot spurm squerting over my hole and pussy. The husband then pushed himself in again also cuming very shortly afterwards, the two others taking their turns in due course afterwards.
Just as they were finishing the wife came down the stairs asking what all the noise was about. She saw me on the sofa and looking bemused asked wether they had all quite finished. Her husband laughingly replied yes they had as the other three pilots giggled. She came over to me and taking me by the hand said that I should come along with her. She took me upstairs and opening the door to her bedroom said to her Swedish girlfriend, lying in her bed, look what the boys brought home and told her that I was still full with their hot spurm. The Swedish girl pulled aside the bedding inviting me in as the wife guided me over. She then climbed in after me. Immediately the Swedish girls’ hands smoothly started running all over my body as the wife pressed herself against my back and bottom. It felt really good the contrast of pain from my little whipping on my sore arse followed by smooth female pleasure. The swedish girl burried her head in my pussy and started to lick my arse and pussy of all their cum while the wife fondaled my small breasts and embraced me until I orgasmed. I lay inbetween the two of the them for what was left of the rest of the night and into the late morning. When we got up around midday, the three pilots had already left and the husband cooked us breakfast. He appolgised that he had got carried away the night before, tearing my dress and panties, saying that he had got a little drunk. His wife gave me one of her dresses as mine was torn. Before his wife took me back to town he asked me for my number if ever I would come back for another evening. I gave him my mobile and said I would think about it. I had enough money from just one night out to solve most of my immediate money problems. I went home happy as could be wondering if he would ever call me again.

It didn’t take him long to call me back asking if he could pay me to “entertain” at a summer pool party he was going to have at his house. I asked what exactly he intended and he replied by quoting me a very considerable sum and sort of suggested everything! I said ok that I would make it a party to remember. I brought a large tube of water based lubribacant with me and a box of condoms. It was a very hot evening and I arrived around 9 as he was cooking on the BBQ. His wife came out carrying some hors-d’oeuvres, kissed me and asked how I was. Her husband asked if I felt good for the evening. I smiled, lifted my top off exposing my naked breasts and unzipped my tight black leather mini skirt slidding it to the ground and dived into the pool in my g-string. There were already some of his guests there but the rest soon arrived. I dried myself off and started to offer around the plate of hors-d’oeuvres with my nipples fully erect. It brought a smile onto everyone’s face. There was endless champagne and good dancing music. I hadn’t had such a good time for such a long time. The champagne had really got to my head and I felt really young again. I kept giving champagne glasses to the other girls to get them going too. They were clearly very excited by me being topless and I was just waiting for one of them to join me. There was one girl inparticular who I noticed was always looking across at me. She was always busy talking to some blokes though. I soon persuaded some of the girls to come for a swim. Soon we were three topless girls in the pool infront of everyone, splashing out at the blokes who ventured too near. It was now night and the light in the pool illuminated our bodies. The blokes started to encourage us and I swam towards a girl sitting on the roman steps. I came up upon her between her legs bringing my breasts up over her stomach squeezing onto hers. She laughted and took my waist in her hands to join in rubbing her breasts against me. The blokes just loved it. As one came over to grab her she got up covering her breasts with her arms and ran in side giggelling. As I stood up out of the pool a bloke came over and moving his hand to my waist pulled the string bow that held my g-string bikini bottom together. It fell to the ground and I stood there stark naked. He pulled me up against him squeezing my body against him and started to embrace me. I lifted my leg sliding up against him as I felt him hardening in his trousers. He put his hands under my bum and lifted me up. I locked my legs around his bum, giving everyone a good view of my pussy and arse. His mates were cheering as he made to carry me towards the house. I asked if he was too embarressed to take me here and now infront of all his friends, that maybe he was not well endowed! The others cheered and cleared away a space on a table by the pool which he sat me on. I undid his belt to slide his trousers down as the others cheered. The girl who had been watching me earlier from the other side of the pool had her eyes glued to me. He had an enormus buldge in his pants. I rubbed his cock through his pants, then inserting my hand pulled him out into the open. I asked john the host if he would get me my box of condoms and the lubricating gel. When he returned I pulled open a condom saying that there’s enough for everyone and squirting some gel onto him starting to rub his cock up and down the outside of my pussy, checking that he was as hard as possible before guiding him into me. He pushed my legs up and back fucking me nice and hard. When he finished I got some cushions and put them on the table to kneel on. The open box of condoms was on the table and I started to caress my bum checks taking the lubricating tube and squirting it into my bum crack. I massaged it into my bum sliding my long finger in and out until I dilated enough to squeeze half the contents of the lubricating tube into my arse. The blokes had got the message already and the next one who already had his condom on came over and slid his cock into my bum. He was fucking me really well too, having no difficulty cuming within minutes. The next bloke I made lye on the table and straddled over him sliding up and down his cock with my pussy. I reached behind with my hand to pull aside my bum cheek opening my arse hole enough for someone to get the message. Someone slid his cock into my arse while I fucked this guy under me. I indicated for a guy to come forward to let me suck his dick. It was not long before I was orgasming myself. Tingelling all over with excitement I got up and had another glass of champagne. John, the host came over, slapping his hand onto my bum and sliding his finger into my pussy said that that was quite a performance. I thanked him for the compliment saying that I hadn’t finished yet. I started chatting with some of the blokes seeing the girl that was still staring at me still being chatted up by some blokes. John ivited me to come inside where he told all the girls that they had to take all their tops of. He put on some sexy strip tease music as his wife set the example. Some of the blokes joined in stripping down to their boxers. John came over to me and started running his hands over my body pushing me to lean over the back of the sofa. He started to fuck me from behind as the girls undressed infront of him. We soon had an orgy going on as John’s wife pulled some blokes pants off and started to get him to fuck her too. She lent backwards towards me and I kissed her while we were both being fucked reaching forward to massage her breasts. After john came I moved over to another girl having her pussy licked taking the blokes place sliding my tongue up inside her and moving my finger back towards her bum. She was loving it and took a bloke’s cock in her mouth. I felt a prick slide into my pussy again as I brought this girl to a quick climax.
I got up to take a cigarette and walked outside onto the terrace. The girl who had been staring at me all evening was alone drinking some champagne looking up at the stars. She saw me and smilled. I went over and asked if I could have a sip of her champagne. As I gave it back to her she lent forward and kissed me. She said that she had never been with another woman before but she had been so excited watching me earlier on. We kissed some more and she asked how I was so liberated. I said that we should go upstairs and finding the bottle of champagne we went inside and upstairs to the bedrooms. We opened a few doors until we found a sumptuous room with ensuite bathroom. We filled the glass again and started kissing. I slipped her dress off letting it fall to the ground. She was wearing innoncent white lace underwear. I went to the bathroom to shower and came out to find that she was already under the sheets in the bed. I slipped inside snuggelling up to her naked body. We kissed and carressed each others bodies, rubbing our breasts together. I moved my leg inbetween her thighs allowing her to rub her pussy on my leg. She was already very excited as she spread her juices all over my leg. I moved my hand down to her clitoris, massaging her pussy at first then twicking her pea between my fingers. She was moaning and writhing about making me aware just how horney I was still feeling myself. I often need a second orgasm in sex and it is not unusal for me to need a third, but a night with four orgasms is definately exceptionel. I climbed ontop of her, putting my knees over her shoulders, allowing her to work my pussy and clitoris fully with her tongue. I lifted her legs up, reaching with my hands under her bum, spreading her her wide apart to dart my tongue in and out of her pussy. She was so wet and tense that as soon as I poked the tip of my finger into her arse she immediately tightened up then completely let go of her spinx swallowing my finger upto my hand and started shuddering as she came her honey sweet juices came in my mouth. Having giving the indications to follow she started rimming my arse with her tongue slowly pushing it open. Turning her attention back to my clitoris as I was ecouraging her saying yes, yes she poked her finger into my arse too moving it faster and faster in and out. I felt my head go dizzy losing all sense of oriantation as I orgasmed once again. She snuggelled up with her face on my breasts as we went to sleep. The next day she disappeared without even telling me her name. I felt very good with her in bed that night and missed her enormously.

Recently I met Veronique. She’s 28 tall, slim and dark haired. She works in a designer clothes shop. I went in one day to try on a man’s style suit, now that I had some money to spend on myself, and we hit it off immediately. I kept stripping off and changing into the new clothes infront of her without closing the curtain, asking her how I looked each time. There was nobody else in the shop. She kept saying how good I looked and would run her hands down over the clothes to show just how well they hugged my figure. One pair of trousers that hugged my bum really tight left the back of the trousers loose around the waist. Her hand slid down inside the trousers onto my bum checks, gently caressing them while she explained that they didn’t fit all that well. I just melted infront of her. I reassured her how good her hands felt as I lent forward and slid the trousers lower down my bum for her to get full access. Her hands helped slide the trousers down further as she caressed more of my bum. I gave a little moan and she slid her long fingers between my bum checks towards my pussy. I felt so embarressed as I suddenly realised how quickly I had become so wet that her fingers just slipped even futher then she had intended slidding into my pussy. She suddenly pulled her hand away apologising having gone quite red herself. I said she was welcome and kissed her lightly on hers lips pulling her towards me. I asked her if she would like to meet up for a drink after she finished worked. Later, when we meet up we spent half an hour chatting like two excited teenagers before rushing back to her nearby flat where we kissed and caressed each other to orgasm. I love her sleeping in my arms at night, purring away like a little kitten. She’s still very innocent and hasn’t had much experience sexually yet. We are seeing each other all the time now and I’m begining to realise what I have been missing out on most of my life. I had never really been involved in a long term relationship with a woman having never let myself go before always with the thought in my head of marrying and having children with a man. I feel much more settled, harmonious and liberated with veronique then I have ever felt in any other relationship. Maybe its because I’m 11 years older then her and I don’t feel for once that I’m either being dominated by a man or otherwise being let down by a man who doesn’t support me enough and make me feel secure.