My Hubby and I like to role play and he gets very excited  when I flirt with other guys. So one day we went to a country pub, that is a few miles outside of Exeter, on Dartmoor. Hubby dropped me off and I went in first, wearing white fishnet stockings, under a black satin pencil skirt, stiletto's and a white silk blouse, with a jacket. The blouse was low fronted and too tight, so my braless breasts were bulging out of it and the edge of my areola's would slip into view as I moved.

Thirty minutes later hubby arrived and sat quietly in the corner watching. It was a Friday night and packed, as there was a live folk band, playing folk music and classics like 'Where be that blackbird too?', by the Wurzels. Actually, the song brought a lot of laughter, as I kept raising my hand, saying here I am. Some guys bought me drinks and I flirted and danced.

Later, one of the guys slipped with me outside, in the beer garden near the toilets and we had a kiss and cuddle. I could see hubby watching from the shadows, so I let the guy grope my breasts, as I unzipped him and got his cock out. It was really hard and swollen, which excited me, so as he was kissing my neck and groping my breasts, I looked over towards hubby and smiling, I whanked the stranger slowly. He started breathing really slowly, hardly daring to move, as I brought him to the edge and kept him there for a good 10 minutes. He stared at me, totally under my control, as I raised my hand and spat some spittle into the palm. With my left hand I pulled his foreskin right back, fully exposing the swollen head to the night air. My perfume heavy in the air, as I placed my wet slimy palm over the swollen gland. He almost cried as I rotated the right palm slowly over it and at the same time I fondled his balls with my left hand. Then, I clasped the base of his cock tightly, so he could not climax. I did this for a full 10 minutes, bringing him to the edge, then stopping him. Occasionally, adding more spittle to my hand. Eventually, I pointed his cock away from me, let go of his balls and stroked him hard. He cried out, as his cum spurted out several feet in jets. As it slowed down, I collected the last drops and tasted it, then kissed him. He was beyond happy. He put his cock away, then dove in his pocket and pulled out a couple of £20 notes. He passed them to me, saying, 'this is for your cab fare, or to get yourself something with!' Then he rushed inside.

Smiling, I put the money in my handbag and walked back inside. Hubby watched as I finished my drink and kissed the guys goodnight, saying my goodbye's. I walked back towards the place hubby had dropped me off. I heard someone walking behind me, as I got close to the car, but no sign of hubby. Where was he? I wondered. A hand reached around, placed over my mouth, as the other hand pushed me forward over the bonnet of the car!

A gruff voice whispered in my ear, 'You filthy whore, now you will get what you deserve!' My head was pushed flat on the bonnet, as my skirt was lifted and my soaking wet thong was ripped from me! 'You Slut!' He exclaimed, as he felt my wet thong! I heard a zip, then felt a hard cock press against my wet pussy lips. With one thrust, this rock hard cock rammed fully into me, his balls slapping against my clit as he hammered me roughly from behind. My head held on the bonnet, as his other hand reached under and pulled my blouse down, exposing my big breasts. He groped them roughly, pinching and pulling my nipples.

He pulled his cock out, then rammed his fingers in, finding my G spot and rapidly making me orgasm, forcing me to squirt, as I begged him to stop. He laughed, as repeatedly he made me orgasm, squirting my juices out on his fingers. Then he rubbed the tip of his cock in my wet cunt, before sliding the head up and pressing into my tight anus! 'Oh No!' I cried out! 'Shut the fuck up bitch, or I'll feed you to the pigs!' He growled. Rapidly, he pushed in deeper, until his whole length was raping my tight ass. After what seemed an eternity, he made an animal sound and started to shoot his filthy cum into my poor ass, he pulled out, spraying my cheeks with cum, splattering my pussy, running down my thighs, in creamy rivulets, soiling my stocking tops. Thick lumps of cum all over my bottom and thighs, dripping down to the floor in puddles.

His hand pulled away from my head, as he whispered, 'Keep still you black bitch!' I heard running, so slowly lifted my head and looked around, he was gone. I straightened my skirt and heard foot steps. 'Hi Baby, sorry to keep you waiting, I had to have a pee!' I looked up, it was hubby. He looked me up and down, smiled and said, 'Had a nice night dear?' 'Oh yes, was just lovely!' I giggled. We got into the car and drove along the road past the pub, nearly knocking a guy over in the lane heading to the pub. 'I wonder?' I thought, smiling!

Shakira, XXX