CaroleX: As Cleopatra

Hubby has the patience of a saint but as long as I give him all the gory details afterwards he lets me get away with whoring as much as I want.

He gets off on hearing all the intimate details of my sexual encounters, every hand movement, every kiss, stroke, caress and feeling as my lover inserts his cock in my pussy or in my mouth and a full description of where the cum ends up.

Not only does he enjoy hearing all the intimate details he insists on acting out the encounter and so I get a double dose - even if I’m feeling knackered from the event. I’d daren’t refuse though as he might not be so tolerant next time (lol).

On this occasion we had gone to a fancy dress party and I’d gone as Cleopatra and was determined to enjoy myself being debauched as much as possible from any Gladiator who wanted to reenact a Roman Orgy.

And it didn’t take long. Hubby and I were dancing with separate partners when I got propositioned by Bill who was suitably dressed as a Serf (a slave serving his Empress - his wife).

Bill was in his early 60’s and was happy to join me in a slow smooch dance. His hands were all over my backside as we danced and as I was going commando under my short tunic he didn’t take long before he was grabbing my arse and stroking my pussy.

His discovery that I also had a hairy pussy was met with surprise and he was shocked when I said I could show him if he wanted. He led me by the hand to a side room which was being used to store unused furniture to make room for the party in the main room.

I unclipped my tunic which fell to the floor leaving me naked in front of him.

He clearly enjoyed the view and soon we were kissing and his hands were massaging my tits. He then pushed me back against a table which had a pile of tablecloths stacked upon and pushing my legs apart started to lick my pussy leaving me with a nice tingly sensation.

Without further ado he then dropped his trousers to his ankles and pushed his cock straight into my cunt and commenced fucking me. This continued for some while despite one or two people coming into the room and removing various items.



After what seemed quite a time he managed to ejaculate and as he removed his prick his cum dribbled down my thighs.

I slipped my tunic back on and returned to the main party. Hubby knew immediately I’d been fucking someone and I enquired how he knew.

He replied that my face gave away that I’d just been fucked and that he overheard someone saying that some old guy was shagging some slapper with big tits and so he just put two and two together (nice).


That’s not the only time I’ve been fucked by guys in their sixties but that’s another story (stories). ..