The following story contains explicit descriptions of people having sex. If you are offensed by it then don't read it. Otherwise. Enjoy! Love Sandy Please mail me at sandys_fantasies@hotmail.com and tell me what you think. Unfaitful - part 1 They had just left their two kids at her In-Laws and were driving home through the practically deserted streets in the small town just south of London. Both Sandy and her husband had been so busy at work during the last couple of months and they were really looking forward to a well earned weekend on their own in Paris. They were going to take the night train through the tunnel later tonight but first Sandy wanted to go to the local library to get so tourism guides about the French capital. She always wanted to be prepared when going somewhere but the last couple of very stressful weeks hade made her forget all about it. It was after closing time for the stores but Mark's suggestion to go to the library that was open until eight had sounded like a good idea. "Pick you up in about an hour" he smiled as he stopped by the curb. She leaned in kissing him affectionately on the cheek before slipping out of the car. She felt a tingle somewhere deep in her stomach. Having two small kids around had left them with little time for... "...Fucking" she whispered to herself blushing slightly. She couldn't remember the last time they had had three days and two nights alone together and just thinking about it made her both anxious and horny. * The large doors leading into the town library closed with a low sound behind her. She looked around spotting no one except the young librarian over by the lit counter. She really couldn't understand why they were open this late with so few visitors but she was glad they were and after asking the librarian in a low voice where the tourism guides were she headed in that direction. The section was all the way over on the other side covered from the rest of the premises by a large rack of books. There was a heat wave going on and although it was seven o'clock in the evening she only wore a light summer dress with just a bra and panties underneath. Two minutes later she had found nothing. Paris was after all quite close and she supposed that the guides were popular. Feeling frustrated she sat down by one of the public computers to try and search on-line instead. `Oh god!' she whispered as the screen woke up showing a very explicit image of two women in the nude caressing each other. Someone must have left it like that and she couldn't believe that the library was allowing people to visit those kinds of sites. Her first reaction was to immediately change to Google but her horniness had welled up inside of her and the women were so beautiful. She had always fantasised about lesbian sex and after a quick look around she began looking more closely at the site. There were more images, much more explicit and after a while she couldn't help but to slowly start caressing her bare knee, using her nails to create goose bumps all over her sensitive skin. `Oh fuck...this is crazy...I must be out of my mind...' she dimly thought after a few more minutes suppressing a gasp as her fingertips brushed against her pussy on top of her now very moist cotton panties. "Oh fuck!" she then blurted out jerking violently when feeling strong but gentle hands on her bare shoulders. There really had been another visitor but she had been too into watching the screen to notice him approach. "Holy shit....you scared the shit out of me...aaah..." she started and stopped when realising that he to was watching the screen. "Oh god...I'm not...it wasn't me..." she stuttered. The sigh had come automatically; his hands felt just fantastic as he began massaging her shoulders like it was the most natural thing in the world to do. She often sat by her computer at work and she could feel his skilled fingers doing wonders with her back muscles. "Please stop..." she tried. She really should get up and stop him right away...but instead she just sat still frozen to the spot. His hands felt so good but she had no idea who he was and she was after all happily married. She had just been coming to there to get facts about Paris but now she felt like wax in his hands. She involuntarily relaxed due to his skilful touch, moaning gently instead of stopping him. Then his lips were on her skin, kissing her neck as he began to trace his hands down her back muscles. Alarm bells were going off somewhere in the back of her dazed mind and she made a weak effort to get up. But it was no use. She felt him start to nibble on her earlobe as his hand slid around her front. Her nipples immediately started to grow as he closed his hands over her breasts massaging them gently. `God I can't let him do this' she desperately thought but all she could do was to sigh once more and lean back against his shoulder as he continued to assault her senses, nibbling lightly on her ear lobe while tweaking her nipples through her dress. Then he suddenly swung her around searching out her lips with his mouth while going back to caressing her breasts in the most amazing way. She was in way over her head and his tongue in her mouth had converted the distant alarm bells into gigantic church bells. Her sensible self screamed at her to make him stop but it was like her body had a mind of its own, a very horny and aroused mind. She felt hands searching for the hemline of her dress quickly pushing it all the way up over her breasts. Without knowing how her bra was undone and then her breasts were freed and bared. She whimpered as first one then the other nipple was sucked into his eager mouth. He kept stimulating them for a while coating them with his saliva and making them harder and harder. She closed her eyes letting herself be swept away by passion as her breathing became more and more ragged. She felt his lips on hers again, his tongue sliding into her whimpering mouth for another passionate kiss before moving back over her neck down to her hard sensitive nipples. She was so wet and embarrassed, her panties were clinging to her pussy but she could do nothing to stop him. She really should but she just sat still submissively letting him devour her body. Holding her eyes he slid down to his knees between her legs lifting her butt of the chair before removing her panties. `Last chance' she dizzily thought feeling his hot breath tickle her naked sex. "No..." she mumbled out loud but he quickly draped her legs over his shoulders sliding her ass to the edge of the chair to give him complete access to her pussy. She felt so exposed, embarrassed at how her puffy pussy lips opened up to him but unable to make all of this stop. She gasped, sharply inhaling as he leaned in slowly licking her from the bottom of her pussy up between her outer lips splitting them apart a she continued up to her hard clit just brushing it with the tip of his tongue. Whimpering like a little puppy she gave in and began to stimulate her hard nipples with her fingers as he continued to eat her. "Oh...mmmh..." The sigh coming from out of nowhere made her jerk and look up straight into the librarians green eyes. The young woman, she couldn't be more than twenty, had silently snuck up on them and now she was leaning back against a book shelf about twenty feet away watching them while playing with her own pussy. Her long raven black hair, previously neatly arranged, was falling down in locks over her shoulders and she had pushed her skirt up to her waist. Her panties were by her knees and her white business shirt was opened revealing parts of two round globes confined by a bra. The girl was watching her through her glasses and Sandy could see just how excited she was. "I though you would enjoy the pictures..." Back and forth the man's tongue slid alternating between moving inside and following her slit and she could feel an immense climax approach. Holding the librarians eyes she continued to tweak her nipples as the man's tongue continued its assault. Faster and faster it went until she, unable to resist, reached down grabbing his head and bringing it up to her hard clit. "...please make me cum...please..." she begged and he immediately placed his mouth over her hard knob sending her over the edge. It was like her whole being started to convulse. Her nipples where so fucking hard and she moaned out her ecstasy as she released her cum, filling his mouth with her nectar. He didn't let go for a second, drinking all she had to give and finally she had to push him away. "Oh god..." she whispered hesitating for a few seconds before leaning down to meet his lips and kissing her own swept juices off his mouth. The librarian had slid to the floor and now obviously not caring whether or not they noticed her she was fucking her self with spread legs while caressing an exposed nipple whimpering feverishly as she continued to watch them. Sandy, desperately wanting to get out of there, but also immensely turned on by the fact that she could turn another woman on like this prepared herself to get up. But the man wasn't done yet. Pushing her back into the chair her rose up and started to unbutton the front of his jeans. "Oh...no!...please...it's enough..." she whimpered staring at his hard on being released. Letting the man go down on her was bad enough but it wasn't like...fucking for real. But this...if she would let him take her...would be so much more definite...so much more like being unfaithful. "We can't...my husband is picking me up in..." But he just smiled holding his cock by the root as he moved his hips forward putting it into position. "Oh god...yes!" she heard a feminine excited voice moan but her eyes were on his beautiful cock and she was anxiously waiting for it to enter her. Looking down over her own sweaty body with her exposed breast, hard nipples and tense stomach and seeing the cock of another man than her husband's felt so wrong but was also exciting beyond belief and she started like crazy at the male hard muscle as it split her pussy lips slipping inside. He took his time letting first one hand and then the other slide around her hips to take hold of her ass cheeks before using his hips to move further and further up into her. "Oh no..." she mumbled watching how their pubic hairs connected. She could feel his balls against her buttocks and his head against her cervix and with the aftermath of her orgasm still lingering inside of her she could feel another climax start to build. He seemed to sense it too and searching out her lips her simultaneously began to fuck her . She was so wet, so well lubricated and he sound found a steady rhythm releasing her lips as if to give her the chance to watch his cock, shining with her juices slide in and out of her. Then hands were on her breasts and when she looked up she had the librarian's lips just inches away. She had so fantasised about it but now it was for real and she couldn't believe it. But the soft sensuous lips and the wet swirling tongue taking over her mouth was very real and she desperately took hold of the girl's shoulders holding on tight and kissing back the best she could as another orgasm swept over her. Then the man tensed moaning in a low excited voice and she couldn't help but to whimper when feeling the familiar warmth as his semen started to coat her inner walls. * Mark, being punctual as always, had picked her up outside the library and she hadn't been able to meet his eyes while getting into the car. Her inside was in an uproar of mixed emotions and she could still feel the man's semen inside her pussy. She hadn't gotten the chance to freshen up and she was scared to death that he would notice the state she was in, but he had seemed to be his normal self small-talking on the way to the station. He really wasn't very good at sensing the mood or state of other people and it usually bothered her but now she felt like it was his best asset ever and she had desperately tried to act as normal as possible. He had asked her about the guide books and she had turned bright red mumbling something about all of them being loaned out. They had turned into the long term parking and then he had suddenly remembered that he had left his cell phone at home. Seeing a chance to be on her own she had suggested that she would sit and read a book in the station's waiting room while he drove back to get it. She had passed a bunch of giggling teenage girls standing just outside the entrance apparently waiting for someone and now she entered through the railway station through the large front door. * The waiting room was empty apart from a man sitting on a bench on the other side reading a paper. He looked to be around forty and was wearing jeans and a short sleeved shirt, with two buttons undone. He looked up smiling towards her and she shyly smiled back embarrassed about being alone with an unknown man again. But the library was a onetime thing...it had to be...and she made a promise not to let anyone know about it or put herself into that position again. She sat down as far away from the man as possible and brought out her book from her handbag. Suddenly a female laughter was heard from the slightly ajar door leading out onto the only platform. `Probably the girls I passed' she thought and then out of nowhere she felt tears well up in her eyes. How could she have been so stupid? Letting her...horniness take control of her like that... `Poor Mark...' she thought suppressing a sob, `...I don't deserve him.' `C'mon for fuck sake...don't burst into tears...' she said to herself swallowing hard. "Are you ok?" Surprised she looked up and jerked when realizing that the man had closed the distance between them. She suddenly became very aware of how sweaty she still was and she could feel her full breasts cling to the cheer cotton of her dress. It was quite short, ending just above her knees and she suddenly felt very exposed...and helpless. "I'll be glad to be of assistance" he said with an unmistakable Irish accent sitting down next to her. He was clearly taking in her body with his eyes and she was surprised and embarrassed to feel a little tingle in her stomach when seeing the appreciative look he gave her. "I'm...all right..." she replied in a weak voice looking down into her book. The letters seemed to be dancing around and there was no way she could make sense of it. "It doesn't look that way..." he said in a soothing voice and suddenly she had his arm around her shoulder blades comforting her and frightening her at the same time. But the same alarm bells as before were now going off in her head. "Please...." She whispered trying to pull away from him. But he was strong and determined and she jerked a little as his other hand came to rest on her bare thigh. "You're so fucking sexy...." The man's intentions were clear now and she tried to get up. She felt so confused. He was at the same time both so comforting and so frightening and now his fingers were dangerously close to her panties in under her dress. The hand holding her shoulder had slid down to her breasts and his hot breath on her neck was giving her goose bumps. "I don't want to...I'm married...oh..." The soft sigh as he pinched her nipple on top of her dress gave her away. She really didn't want to do this again and at the same time it was all she could think of...to be taken again. Her hands felt fantastic and the stimulation of her round globe was sending shivers down her spine. The female voices from outside were still there and she didn't know whether she wanted them to come closer or not. Suddenly the image of the young librarian, first fucking herself and then kissing her popped up in front of her eyes. With a last effort she pulled away and got to her feet. But the man got up as well wrapping his arms around her and she could feel his hard cock press against her ass cheeks. She again tried to get away but he was now openly fondling her breasts kissing her neck in the most amazing way and she closed her eyes trying not to think of her husband. She felt so ashamed for letting the man do this but her aroused body was giving her away. Her nipples were hard again and her vagina was rapidly moistening. She gradually stopped struggling feeling her dress being lifted, first over her thighs and then up over her ass giving the man an unobstructed view of her panties. Unable to move she opened her eyes again just in time to see her skimpy underwear slide down along her legs. He was kneeling behind her now leaving her useless underwear hanging loosely around her left ankle. She felt his hands on the small of her back and she submissively moved forward getting up on hands and knees on the soft leather seat. `This can't be happening' she thought turning her head to watch him unbuckle his belt and unbutton his jeans. His hard on looked so big but she was so ready now. She didn't want to be but she was, wet and horny and she made no resistance as he unbuttoned her dress before completely removing it along with her bra. The people outside seemed closer now and it definitely sounded like a bunch of girls. Young girls giggling and talking and the chance of them coming into the waiting room for some reason made her even more excited. She spread her thighs and lowered her head bracing herself to receive his cock. Then she felt his hands on her bare buttocks pulling them wide. The head was so big but she was wet enough. She opened up for him like a flower and then she gasped as his cock entered her slowly sliding all the way inside. He stopped for a few seconds and it felt so good to have him inside of her. So wrong and so...unfaithful yet again but also so fabulously naughty. "God you feel so good...so tight" he mumbled as he began to move gradually increasing the pace. Soon he was rapidly pumping her from behind. He let go of her buttocks with one hand reaching in under her body searching for her bouncing breasts. His hand felt so good and so firm as it closed over her moving mound. She was so wet and ready and they fitted so well together. The voices nearby seemed to be getting nearer but he showed no signs of stopping continuously ramming his hard on into her from behind. Now the girls seemed to be just outside and suddenly he did stop sliding out of her. The sudden emptiness and longing for his man hood completely overwhelmed her and she felt so relieved when he turned her towards him and lifted her legs by her thighs. Looking down she whimpered as his cock disappeared back into her this time from the front. The voices had gone silent and she nervously glanced over his shoulder as he started fucking her again; suddenly very aware that someone actually might be watching them fuck. But he was doing her so hard and well and finally she stopped caring wrapping her legs around him to draw him deeper into her. "....Aaaah....oh Jesus...." The man grunted pumping her so good. His hands found her ass cheeks and his lips her open mouth. Pulling her buttocks wide she felt his fingers start to play with her anus as he alternated between kissing her lips and her face and her neck on and off nibbling on her earlobe. "God you're fucking gorgeous" he whispered as she began coming feeling him push his cock all the way up into her. He was so deep inside of her and she was so tight, squeezing his cock with her pussy muscles as her throbbed and jerked before exploding into her. * They barely had time to arrange their clothes and she was in the middle of pulling her panties back up when four girls looking to be around seventeen walked in. She felt so exposed and the man was sitting behind her kissing her neck. `Stop please..." she whispered but he just continued ignoring her plead. The girl coming first was really cute with auburn colored hair and her face immediately turned into a mixture of surprise and delight when taking in the scene. Sandy felt he cheeks get warm as the girl's eyes were drawn towards her slightly spread legs and wet panties halfway up her thighs. She looked down quickly lifting her butt as she slid her panties back into place. Embarrassed beyond belief she desperately tried to pull her dress down over her legs shamefully looking up at the girl feeling a bolt of excitement as she received nothing but a lovely reassuring sexy smile. "Are you going to take the train to Paris, girls?" the man asked as he continued to massage Sandy's shoulders blades. The three other girls, one blonde, one a red head and one with raven black hair had gathered around the first girl looking a bit apprehensively towards them as if to try and figure out what to make of all this. But Sandy could feel the first girl's eyes on her breasts that she just couldn't keep still due to her slightly ragged breathing. It must be so obvious what they had just done. She was sweaty all over and her cheeks were so warm. She must be the perfect picture of a woman newly fucked...and well fucked. "Yes we are..." the auburn haired girl replied with an accent as Irish as the man's, smiling towards Sandy. "...we're going there to meet up with Ciara's dad..." she continued pointing towards a blonde just behind her, "...he works there." "Could keep my friend here company before the train arrives and show her the way? She's kind of lost. She could use some guidance." Sandy couldn't believe her ears. Why was he saying things like that? He had fucked her and she hadn't said no but that didn't mean that he could decide for her what to do. And what was this about everyone talking Irish? Her confused mind was all mixed up and it was like she couldn't think straight anymore. She was in her hometown south of London wasn't she? "I'm...." Sandy started not knowing how to continue. She was a wife and mother of two but right now she felt like a shy school girl. But she had to put a stop this. The man would probably fuck her again if given the chance and she didn't know if she could take that. "My husband is coming any time no...I already have tickets. But thanks anyway." "Ok..." the man said rising to his feet, "...you're in good hands" He smiled and then he walked out through the door leading to the platform. `Shit!' Sandy said to herself. The man was going to get on the train as well. An awkward silence had fallen among them. Sandy was breathing steadily now but her heart was racing. How much had the four teenagers, probably twenty years younger than her self seen? And even more importantly: Had it turned them on like with the librarian? She couldn't believe her own dirty thoughts but she also couldn't help but find the tight bodies in front of her very...appealing. "I'm Rosin..." the auburn haired girl then said with a smile lingering on her pretty lips, "...pleased to meet you." Sandy hesitantly took the outstretched hand and the touch of their palms almost felt electric. "There you are!" and angry male voice suddenly came from behind them making Sandy jerk. At first she thought it was her husband but when she turned she found her self looking straight into a pair of icy blue eyes belonging too a young man that could have been taken right out of any of the boy bands that had been so successful in the nineties. "Were the fuck have you been...You were supposed to wait for me by the parking lot!" He was as blonde as the girl called Ciara and as handsome as the girl was pretty. "This is Ciara's brother Sean..." Rosin smile still holding her hand, "...he's going to chaperon us on the train." But it was all way too fucking much now. She really needed to get out of there and quickly got to her feet anxious to not let her husband notice anything and overwhelmingly embarrassed by the fact that she had let two men other than Mark fuck her now.