The Allotment
Copyright© 2026 by SLUTWIFESARAH
Chapter 3
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A hot wife gets the offer of sharing an allotment with a mild mannered former co worker. Veg isn't the only thing she gets.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Reluctant Heterosexual True Story Cheating Slut Wife Anal Sex Double Penetration Oral Sex
It had been several days since Sarah Simmons had enjoyed her second session of sex with Paul in his allotment shed. She had gone there after being in a mental mess after letting him fuck her the first time she went to work the part of his allotment he was sharing with her. She had lied to her husband, Ted, who was away with work, about why she didn’t want to mutually masturbate during their video call that evening, feigning illness, rather than baring her red and puffy tits and nipples. Her mind was hoping that Paul would see it as a mistake and they could just carry on. Things had started out that way but suddenly changed and they had fucked again and decided it would be a regular thing and Paul would get some erection enhancing pills so their sessions could be better. So! Sarah was pleased when Paul rang her to tell her he had the pills and asked if they could meet.
Sarah went and met Paul the following day and the pair fucked like two rutting animals, the pills kept Paul hard, even after his first ejaculation, and he was starting to enjoy and build on his dominant character. They fucked for a good hour, practically none stop, before finally taking a break to enjoy a glass of Paul’s home made wine. As they sat, both naked, Paul asked, in a shakey voice,” you know you said I could ask you about doing stuff? Well I was wondering how you felt about anal sex?”
Sarah almost choked on her wine, as is was an unexpected question. Anal wasnt something she did with her husband but it was something she had enjoyed with a few of the men she had met for sex, and something she enjoyed, however she wasn’t going to let Paul know that. “It’s not something I practice. If you wanted to fuck me in the ass you would need to be well lubed up as your fat cock is very thick baby!” Sarah replied with a tempting smile.
Paul cleared his throat and said,”I tried it with my wife years ago and it didn’t go well. I didn’t, even really get it in before she brought an end to proceedings. But it is something I like watching in porn movies and something I would like to try.”
Sarah put down her glass and leant accross towards Paul. She gently wrapped her hand around his cock, looked him in the eyes, then started gently stroking him as she said in a sultry voice,” do you? You wanna ram your fat cock right into my tight little ass and make me squeal you bad man?” As she spoke Sarah felt Paul’s cock throb and almost instantly harden. “Oh wow! Fuck! I guess you do!” Sarah exclaimed before telling Paul that if he got the lube she was willing to try, keeping up her facade of never doing it before. Inside she was trembling with excitement and her sphincter was pulsing as Sarah thought how good it would feel with Paul’s fat cock up her and spurting his cum into her bowels.
Less than a week later as Sarah lay bent over the wooden desk in Paul’s shed, her knuckles white from gripping it so hard, the rough surface rasping her bullet hard nipples as his fat cock pounded her shithole she realised it was better than she had even imagined. Paul had become something of an animal and after about five minutes of brutal pounding he roared like a lion as his cum flooded Sarah’s bowels. Sarah’s orgasm quickly followed, as Paul’s cock throbbed and spurted his seed, accompanied by a shriek even louder than the one she had made when Paul’s fat cock had first battered its way past her sphincter and invaded her anal passage.
Post orgasms the pair reclined on Paul’s sofa enjoying a glass of his home made wine and Sarah said, “well. You’re becoming quite the animal. I take it from the way you growled as you came you enjoyed having my ass?”
A rather sheepish and nervous Paul responded, “very much, thank you for letting me. I hope it didn’t hurt too much, it sounded as though it did. I hope nobody heard your shrieking.”
Sarah blushed and thought exactly the same. After a bit of a clean up they dressed and Sarah left whilst Paul stayed inside his shed. As Sarah was leaving she saw a man she would soon come to know as Clive, loitering nearby. “Sounds like someone was having fun!” He cackled at Sarah. Sarah did her best to ignore him and bowed her head whilst walking past him to where she was parked. Little did Sarah know at the time that Clive knew exactly what had happened as he had watched the pair fucking and took great delight in the fact Sarah clearly liked it up her shit hole. He watched her walk away, her sexy ass swaying and wondered how much she would scream when he rammed his monster nine inches up her.
When Sarah got home she was feeling flustered and she called Paul telling him of her encounter with a man.
“Yes! Clive. We need to talk. Can you meet tomorrow morning?” An equally sounding flustered Paul responded.”
“How do you know it was Clive?” Sarah asked.
“A couple of minutes after you left there was a knock on the door. It was Clive. He told me he had something to show me and came inside. He filmed us! Twice, and he knows my wife. He has threatened to tell her. We need to work something out.” Paul replied sounding like he was close to tears.
Sarah felt sorry for Paul. She knew that if she came clean with her huaband about how, totally unplanned she’d had sex with Paul he would probably be cool with it and eager to hear all a out it. But it wasn’t uncommon ground for them to indulge in slut wife behaviour. Paul however was a different case altogether. He actually thought Sarah was cheating, which in a way she was, but not the same. She knew he loved his wife but he needed sex and got none with his wife. He would probably never have strayed if he did. She was enjoying what they had going and didn’t want to stop or spoil it so she responded to Paul by saying,” relax. We will work something out. I’ll see you tomorrow at eleven.
After a restless nights sleep Sarah got up early and went for a run. Something she usually did when she wanted to work things through in her head. It was a warm day so after showering she put on shorts and a vest top. After tying her hair back she pulled on a pair of slip on sketchers and headed off to meet Paul at his allotment. Sarah couldnt see Paul and assumed he was in his shed. She entered to see him sitting on the sofa, drinking wine, already, and staring at his phone. Sarah sat next to him and said, “bit early!” Then she looked at his phone screen and saw the footage of her bent over the desk as Paul fucked her ass. As the footage rolled on the camera zoomed in and out on both hers and Paul’s faces. She could now see why Paul was drinking and grabbed a glass herself which she practically downed in one.
“Hey! Relax. What’s the story?” Paul recapped on what had happened with Clive after she had gone ending with hom telling her that Clive knew she was coming and he was going to come at eleven thirty to discuss things. “Oh! I suppose a quick fuck is out of the question then!” Sarah said, trying to lighten the mood.
“It’s not fucking funny!” Paul snapped looking frightened as welk as angry.
“Hey relax!” Sarah said as she put a hand on his shoulder and added, “don’t worry. We will work this out. If Clive was going to tell your wife he wouldn’t be coming here to speak to us. He wants something!”
“Like what? Money?” Paul uttered.
Inside Sarah had an idea of what Clive wanted. She had seen the way he looked at her, and now she knew why he had looked at her like he had. He’d seen her being fucked by a man who wasn’t her husband. She would have a difficult decision to make later. “We’ll find out soon enough!” She said as she sighed and grabbed some more wine, thinking she was going to need it.
By the time Clive arrived Sarah was light headed from the wine and nerves. Thankfully Clive spared all the small talk and came straight out with his demands. “I want a piece of your pussy or his wife gets to know and I will somehow find your husband too.” Clive blurted out.
Paul and Sarah looked at each other then Sarah took a breath and said to Clive,”can you step outside and give us a minute to talk please?”
Clive leered at Sarah with a shit eating grin on his face and replied, “sure lady. But make it quick. I’m all primed and ready for that pussy of yours.” As he spoke he grabbed his, drug assisted, hard cock, through his trousers so the outline of it was clear. Sarah felt a tingle inside her at the realisation it looked enormous.
With Clive outside Sarah turned to Paul and said,” look. It’s obvious he is serious. I would hate this to wreck your marriage. So it looks like I’m going to have to submit to his demands but let’s do it on our terms!”
A slighty relieved but confused Paul looked back at her and asked, “how do you mean?”
Sarah smiled and said, “well. You have enjoyed being a little rough and dominant with me haven’t you?” Paul nodded and Sarah continued,” so carry on. You tell him he can fuck me but you call the shots. Say something like, “ok Clive you can fuck her but we both share the slut and just so you know she likes it rough!”
Sarah could see Paul’s chest puff up and his fat cock visibly swelling in his pants at the thought of becoming her dom. Paul had grown into his new found persona he had with Sarah, doing things he could never do with his wife, even when at their most sexully active times they were pretty much vanilla. “You’re sure?” Paul responded? Sarah nodded slowly and Paul smiled, thinking how lucky he felt to no longer have his marriage threatened whilst still getting to fuck Sarah, even though he wouldn’t be the only one, before calling Clive back in. Once inside Paul said to Clive, “you’re right Clive. You have seen her being fucked and you deserve a piece of the action. But you dont get to do it alone. We can both share my little married slut!”
Sarah took clear note of the use of the word “My” in Clives comment and wondered how the hell that would figure in his thinking and actions going forward.
“Sounds good to me. So get her to strip for me. I wanna see those nice big titties up close.” Clive scowled. Sarah stared at Clive with contempt, trying her best to not look at the massive pole of a cock he currently had tenting out his loose pants.
“Well! You heard him Sarah. Strip!” Paul commanded. Paul now had his back to Clive and as Sarah’s eyes darted from Clive to Paul she saw a slight smirk on his face followed by him winking at her. Sarah knew Paul was really getting into his alter ego and also that she had to play her part. Clive was an ugly man but she knew he had a big cock and that he was going to fuck her so she might as well get it over with and play her part as a slut. She walked towards Clive, lifting her vest top over her head as she did, handing ot to Paul. Then she kicked off her shoes, leaving her barefooted before dropping her shorts and also passing them to Paul.
Now Sarah stood in front of Clive in just her bra and panties. His eyes wandered over her almost naked form and he licked his lips before he said, “come on blondie. The rest of it.”
Sarah paused and shook her head and said, I’m Paul’s slut. If he wants to bare me to you he has to do the rest of it.” Paul quickly took Sarah’s lead and unfastened her bra, pushing the straps off her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Then he hooked his thumbs under the waistband of her panties and slid them down her long athletic legs, around her ankles so she could step out of them.