My husband Ric still works at his office during this Covid period but I am at home and regularly find myself not too busy.  I enjoy online chatting on a couple of forums I like. As I glanced through the personals section of one site an ad caught my eye. The title was "3 men looking for mature wife" As I read through the listing (and I was already softly massaging my clit) it was arousing and exciting to think about an afternoon on some new cocks. I thought about answering their ad, then stopped, chatting elsewhere for a bit until I couldn’t take the excitement of the offer any more and I responded my interest, then email sent, I closed down my computer. I went to my bedroom, lay back and ran a dildo through myself, orgasming as I imagined some really hot scenarios, hot and sweaty scenarios sandwiched between all three of them.  

Sated for the moment, I hopped off my bed, tidied it up and went about my afternoon until Ric came home. (I naughtily didn't tell Ric anything of my little secret afternoon delight)  

We enjoyed our evening and eventually went to bed and I sucked Ric's cock, teasing Ric into fucking me, but I didn't tell him the actual reason I was so turned on.

By 10.30am the next day there was an email response. The email contained, as men do, a bunch of dick pics. The email told me they were keen to have me and that, if I was still interested in an afternoon with them I should ready myself for them and plan to come over. The email told me they "weren’t planning to be gentle with me" and I should be prepared. I found myself growing aroused as I read on, checking out the photos.

As so many men know, I love a good solid pounding and with a big smile I texted the number they provided. An answer came quickly, within minutes, encouraging me and inviting me over immediately. I texted my enthusiasm and the number sent me the exact Dural address, sternly telling me I should be there around 1pm. That tough tone was hot. I showered, dressed, angsting over my lingerie. I didn't know any of them and did not want to disappoint. I eventually chose a black lace and satin, crotchless teddy that made my big bum look tidy. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face as I prepared myself and I was soon in my car. The entire drive over, I grew more and more excited. I was so wet in my excitement it was almost embarrassing. All I could think about on the drive over was being used as their sex toy for the afternoon. (Before I left home I texted Ric telling him I was "out for the afternoon with the girls" (Our secret code for an afternoon of delight) and the address so he knew where I was, and that I planned to ring him on my eventual way home.

The afternoon went so well and the men were true to their word, I was fucked gloriously senseless. Even today as I write this, my pussy is still sore, three days later, I've been sore for three fucking days. For the whole three days Ric has known every detail and had me recite my afternoon interlude incessantly, pumping me with questions, hungry for answers. He has eaten me out twice, jacked off onto my chest four times, having me sleep painted with his spunk. Ric is excited, desperate to fuck and reclaim me.

I too want Ric to have and reclaim me, hopefully I am not so sore tonight and he can fuck me to his hearts content.  

I have grown horny with all Ric's attention over the last three days and I think tonight I also need that reclaim fuck myself...