Southern Germany, January 2016. It's cold, thick snow and we're staying in a guesthouse in a quite village in the mountains. My husband had a sexual vision in his mind of me having outdoor sex with other men in front of him. That's why we're away. Only I don't want to be there and I certainly don't, I think, want to have sex with other men. We argue in hushed tones and I leave him in the bar we've been in.

Back at the guesthouse, I drink a lot of mulled wine supplied by the wonderful hosts we have, and sit in the warm fire lit lounge area. My husband eventually comes in, moans at me for walking away, when he'd arranged for two men to have sex with me. Then abruptly and drunkenly says he's going to bed. Half an hour later the owner of the guest house comes into the warm cozy room, tells me he's sorry I've got an idiot of husband and passes me some more mulled wine. We sit, chat and I begin to feel completely comfortable with him, talking about our sex life. The owner tells me my husband is stupid to to want to share me with other men, as he thinks I'm beautiful and if I was his wife, he'd satisfy me all by himself.

It was that phrase that got me horny. I'm not sure even now why. All the same it did and I found myself telling him I'd be more than happy to have a real man to look after me that way. More wine and a little more chat, his wife pops her head in, tells us both she's off to bed and winks at him. A few minutes later with the small talk still going, he stands up passes me yet another glass of mulle wine and I see the huge bulge in his loose fitting lounge pants. He smiles down at me, says sorry, but holds his obviously stiff cock through the cloth. That was the final straw so to speak.

Reaching forward, I took hold of his cock through the material and knew instantly he had a really large cock. He puts his hand over mine and has me massaging his hard on. Stroking his cock that way for about a minute, he tells me we should get comfortable, and I watch as he releases the biggest thickest cock I've ever seen. At the same time I remove my pants, my knickers and my top leaving on my bra. Sitting next to me, he puts both hands to my breasts, moves one behind me and undoes my bra. It falls to the floor and we kiss. As he puts a hand in between my legs sliding a finger straight into my soaking wet pussy, I grip his cock shaft and gasp at just how thick and hard it is. His fingers move from inside of me to my clit, circling around and around until as we begin to kiss again, I orgasm hard. Still shaking from my climax, he moves us and I sink down onto his cock. He's unsheathed, but I don't care by then as his cock feels enormous inside of me. He guides me to bounce up and down on his cock, using my arse cheeks and me right breast. Already my second orgasm is beginning to build, when he slips a finger up my arsehole.

It sends me over the edge and I orgasm again. Clinging onto him pushing my breasts into his face, he fucks me as I grind downwards onto his cock. It's a wonderful fuck, an amazing fuck and one I will never ever forget. We fuck in unison and throughout he finegr fucks my arsehole. I orgasm again and still he fucks me. Then as if I'm a twig, he lifts me up, lays on my back on the warm leather couch and re enters me. Telling me he's going to wet his cock, I don't quite understand what he wants. Sliding out my pussy, he takes hold of his cock, lifts me up some and then slides his cock up my rear.

There's initial pain, but only briefly before he starts to fuck my arsehole for real. It's such an unusual feeling, it takes some getting used to, until my arse kind of gives, and I instantly begin to feel euphoria flowing right through my entire being. Fucking me in long slow thrusts, he tells me if I want to we could stop. Gripping his arse cheeks, I pull him into me and tell him "Don't you dare stop". On and on we fucked like that with ripples of sensations going right around my body like never before. And then wham, his face changes, he thrusts down deep into my arsehole and I feel his cock pulse hard inside of me. His cock lets go and I experience for the first time, a mans cum flying up my arsehole. We remain locked for a while as his orgasm subsides, then he pulls out, I think it's over, but he's not finished. Lifting my legs right up and over my German host puts his face to my arsehole and I feel his tongue lapping away at my rear hole. It's such an amazing feeling, I orgasm in mini shudders before he lets my legs down and kisses me.

Telling me I can enjoy myself with him anytime I want during our stay. I ask him what his wife will think. he smiles at me, then says "It's my wife who told me to come in here with you".

That was our only occasion having full on sex. However I did after breakfast two days later, offer to, then give him a blow job in the dining room as my husband slept off a hangover from the night before. When he came which wasn't for some time, I noticed movement to my left as I swallowed his semen.

My husband has no idea any of what happened took place, and still wants me to satisfy his fantasy. Telling him I might, if we go back to that beautiful place in Germany again, we've gone and booked the same guest house. Our host emailed back yesterday "Looking forward to your second visit with us. Hope you'll be as comfortable and well looked after as the first time". I know perfectly well what that meant and why our hosts wife sent it.