This story happened several years ago, I've been in a relationship with my current boyfriend for 8 years now, but we very quickly opened up our relationship, first by including other people, then both on our own. We're very close and tell each other everything.

As a result, I have several FWB with whom I have fun from time to time, even it was quite rare that I had fun outside my couple. But it was the case that weekend when I met up again with one of my FWB after not being able to see each other for a long time. We had planned to meet on Sunday evening for a restaurant and then a hotel before he had to leave early on Monday morning to catch his train to work.

As it had been a long time since we'd seen each other, we wanted to spice up our reunion by giving each other an outfit we wanted the other to wear. I wanted him to look as classy and gentlemanly as possible, while he wanted me to look like a prostitute on his arm, taking me out to dinner and back to the hotel.

So, I went to meet him in high heels, a short skirt revealing my lace stockings and stopping just short of my garter belt fastenings. Since I really wanted to be a slut, I decided not to wear panties and under my unbuttoned top, not to wear a bra. Of course, the outfit wouldn't be complete without a flashy red "whore" lipstick and too much vulgar makeup.

He was dressed in the classiest suit to rival the stars at a gala dinner. He was really very handsome and I wanted to devour him immediately. However, we both had to wait and eat at the restaurant. All eyes were on us, leaving no doubt as to the outcome of the evening. In fact, one woman got into a heated argument with her husband because he kept looking at me... It was very flattering and exhilarating for me.

The discussion was hot and exciting and we were both craving each other, so we decided to skip dessert and walk back to the hotel. On the way I got whistled at by two young guys... It was exciting.

When we got to the hotel, my FWB told me that it was as if he'd paid me as a prostitute and could therefore do whatever he wanted with me. The idea seemed very exciting at the time, so I agreed and played along.

He didn't need me to help him get hard, he was already ready for action and I didn't need too much foreplay as well because I was already very wet. Everything went through, missionary, doggy, mating press, prone bone, ridding and all. We enjoyed every second of our reunion.

To say we have great sexual compatibility is an understatement, it's beyond that and I love the way he fucks me. He treats me both gently, as if I were a princess, and forcefully, as if I were the ultimate slut. As a result, I think we kept some of people in the neighbor rooms awake because of all the banging and moaning. Then we fell asleep, exhausted, in each other's arms, on sheets soiled with both our orgasms.

We didn't sleep much, maybe three hours before the alarm went off. He had to catch an early train. And as I was getting out of bed and getting dressed, he told me he'd had a torrid night and didn't want it to stop. He got up and kissed me with passion... and one thing led to another, I found myself face against the bedroom wall, my FWB behind me, one hand on my neck to hold me down, the other clutching my hip, railing my pussy from behind.

And this little unplanned quickie was very exciting for both of us. We had to finish very quickly because we were going to be late, so he picked up the pace and said in my ear "I'll leave you with a souvenir of me for the day" before flooding the inside of my pussy with his hot cum. I was ecstatic and even though I didn't cum, it gave me a lot of pleasure.

We then realized that we only had 5 minutes left to pack up and check out. I didn't really have time to clean up the mess he made between my legs, I just had time to pull up my panties and finish getting dressed.

Finally, we managed to check out and get to the train station on time, and he was able to jump right in, not without kissing me tenderly like in romantic movies.As for me, I was soon able to catch my bus home, and in 15 minutes I was through the front door of my house.

And that's when I realized that my boyfriend hadn't left for work yet. In fact, he should have been at work a while ago, but his stuff was still there. Although I was surprised, I was really happy because I stripped down to my underwear and crawled into bed, freezing, against my warm boyfriend. A nice warm cuddle after a short night is always a good thing.

Inevitably, this woke him up and we started talking. He explained to me that he'd worked on an emergency on Sunday and had therefore been given Monday morning off in compensation. He asked me a few questions about my evening with my FWB and I told him a little about the meal and vaguely about what happened at the hotel that evening, not telling him to much and keeping that just for me.

Of course this got him a little excited and he started to run his warm hands over my cold breasts, which I must admit felt really good. Firstly because of the difference in heat, secondly because he knows how to caress me to please me and thirdly... because I hadn't come this morning with my FWB and the sensation of him taking me against the wall was still present in my head and even in my body.

Then he quickly moved his hand down my panties and his finger touched my little slit. He was very surprised and said to me "you're very wet, it turns you on to talk about your night?". And I answered him that it wasn't just my wetness but that there was certainly still some of my FWB's sperm inside my pussy and that it had been dripping into my panties all the way on the bus...

He was suddenly very surprised and excited to see me come home soiled by another man, so he asked me if he could see the state of my pussy. I didn't think twice about it and was much more excited than expected, so I said yes. I got on my back and he gently removed my panties. They were wet and had big white stains of my wetness mixed with my FWB's sperm. I then spread my thighs to give him a better view of my crotch. Clearly, my little pussy was creamy and very wet. He couldn't resist and started caressing my slit with his fingers, then inserted one and pulled it out again. He had no trouble getting it in and there were still white marks on his finger afterwards. He looked me in the eye and called me a little slut who made his FWB cum inside.

I couldn't take it anymore, I was now burning up and all I wanted to do was get fucked again, so I grabbed his head and kissed him deeply. I reached down and grabbed his cock through his boxers, and rarely did I feel him so hard. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me in my FWB's cum and make me cum because he hadn't succeeded this morning.

He took this as a challenge and pulled down his boxers, lined himself up at the entrance to my pussy and pushed slowly to penetrate me. It was, ladies and gentlemen, one of the most pleasurable sensations of my life. To be penetrated when you're already full of cum is such a sweet and pleasurable sensation. For his part, my boyfriend couldn't stop watching his cock going in and out of my pussy with my lover's marks on it.

He asked me if it turned me on to be fucked and creampied by two different guys in less than an hour and I asked him if he liked to fuck his girlfriend while she's full of another man’s cum. He got harder and I tightened up with pleasure.

It didn't take long for both of us to reach orgasm. Playing with my breasts, kissing me and getting his cock to bump against the bottom of my pussy, I came first. Very hard. This led to my boyfriend's orgasm a few seconds later. He dropped his cum in my pussy to "chase away" my FWB's and “reclaim” me in his own words and it was one of our great sex we had since a long time.

Satisfied and fulfilled, I fell asleep in his arms to end my all-too-short night.

In the end, everyone was happy: my lover had an incredible evening and night, my boyfriend and I strengthened the bond between us by discovering that we both have a sloppy second kink. And this open lot of more cool things between us… but that’s another story.