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The Sweet Taste of Forbidden Fruit

Unlike the rest of my stories this one is total fiction.  If you want to read the true stories of how a shy, reserved, Christian Sunday school teacher could change into a married, sex addicted nymphomaniac with an oral fetish, then start with “Virgin Bride” and go from there.

I wasn’t the woman who only had sex in the dark, under the sheets, and in the missionary position but I was close.  My upbringing taught me that sex was for the man’s pleasure and the woman was there to satisfy his needs.  I had no idea how to really enjoy sex until I slowly learned from my incredibly patient husband.  To read more about my arrival from being a monogamous wife to promiscuous slut read the “Sexual Awakening”.

This story’s main female character is Melissa, she is based on an actual person that I used to work with. Melissa is a petite girl with small breasts and a big round ass. She reminded my husband of me actually. Her baby face and banging body made her the target for many man’s eyes and I’m pretty sure some of the women’s.

Enjoy the story!

Kisses, Hotwife Kara Sweet


My name is Mike and I have an addiction. My addiction is the female body and all its attributes.  A woman’s body is the most amazing piece of artwork ever made.  One day I can be a tit man and the next an ass man.  It always depends on the woman who I’m talking to or the woman who I intend on seducing.  Keep in mind that the woman has no idea at the time that I’m going to fuck her.  To her, it just happens.  My favorites are the ones with small tits & big asses with prominent hips.

My addiction to the female form has laid the foundation for my most cherished hobby.  I love to seduce women.  Not just any woman.  My desire is to seduce another man’s innocent, almost virginal wife who was married just within the past year.  These girls have only experimented with sex with their new husbands.  Usually just after or not long before they said “I do.”

Sex is exciting to the young wife because she saved herself for the man of her dreams.  She is so excited to start on her sexual journey and can’t wait to please her new husband.  More often than not, the man learns about sex by watching porn.  These guys rarely learn about the seduction aspect of sex and they don’t yet know about the art of mental and physical foreplay.  They still believe sex with a woman is all cock and pussy. I have no problem with this because it’s usually their wife that I end up taking to bed.

The woman on the other hand, is hoping her knight in shining armor will teach her how to be worldly.  She reads the romance novels and expects him to sweep her off her feet and to teach her all about sex along with how to please him.  The sad part is that the wife doesn’t realize that sex should be about her pleasures as well.

Call me a callous womanizer all you want but a woman wants to be seduced, in fact she craves it.  She loves being told how sexy or how beautiful she is.  When her need isn’t satisfied, she becomes vulnerable and ripe for the picking.  Another guy tells her how good she looks in a certain style dress and she will wear dresses that are similar. 

When a man tells a woman her perfume is intoxicating, she will make sure she walks by him when she wears the scent.  Notice a woman’s beautiful eyes and she will spend double the time making her eyes sparkle.  Comment on how sexy her legs are and watch how short her skirts become and how often she wears stockings with high heels.  Her husband notices as first and thinks it’s all for him when in fact she is on the verge of giving herself to another, at least for an hour.  The danger starts when the husband stops noticing her beauty and takes it for granted.

My hobby is basically satisfying the woman’s needs and urges.  The picture of my success is having a married woman lying naked in my bed.  This same woman’s sexy bra and panties that her husband bought her are usually scattered onto the floor with the rest of her clothes.  Success is having her legs splayed open with my cum leaking out of her red, gaping pussy.  The same pussy that belongs to another man, or did an hour ago.

I especially get off fucking a married woman in her own marriage bed.  The same bed where her beloved makes love to her.  It turns me on when my cum is leaking out of her unprotected, married pussy soiling her own sheets where her husband will be sleeping in just a few hours.  I don’t mean to cuckold the guy.  The urge must come from the caveman days when a guy took what he couldn’t have as his own.

A married woman who has been seduced can never forget the feeling of her lover’s hands on her body, especially when she gave herself to him in her own bed.  Her memories resurface every time her husband makes love to her in that very spot.  She is usually ashamed for her indiscretions but that doesn’t stop her from masturbating to our coupling when the urge arises.

She will frequently tell herself that she will not continue with the lecherous affair but her body’s overpowering sexual urges will eventually betray her.  Her only hope is for her mind to become stronger than her body’s sexual demands.  By the time this happens, her body has already been thoroughly soiled and used many times as her body gets permeated by my DNA through the walls of her pussy.

I enjoy turning women into nymphomaniacs.  One woman in particular is my own wife, Kim.  She was a very naive girl until just a few years after we married.  Little by little I seduced her to the point where she is now a “hotwife.”  She enjoys sex with other men with my approval, permission and encouragement.

Kim knows that I seduce and fuck other women.  In fact, she is the one who encouraged me to try and bed a certain young, married girl herself.  She met Melissa while shopping.  Kim said Melissa would be a perfect fit for my perversion.  “I can’t even imagine Melissa having sex other than in the missionary position with the lights off,” she told me.

Kim also knows I have an infatuation with petite girls with a fine ass.  Melissa was a perfect target for me on that description alone.  Incredibly enough, it is Kim who has taught me the most on how to take advantage of other women more effectively and completely than I ever could have done on my own.  She has even helped with a few seductions.

Married only seven months, Melissa worked at a mall near where I worked.  She wasn’t the stereotypical beautiful, tall, voluptuous babe with 32DD breasts.  Personally, I like the women whose breasts will still be above the waist line in 30 years.  Melissa was the pretty girl next door.  The shy, innocent looking gal that had the look of lust in her eyes that she didn’t even know she had.  I’m sure even the most ethical man has taken a second look into those eyes and had his mind stray.

Melissa is a petite brunette with brown eyes and pure white skin that is soft and supple.  She is about 5’2″ with a small set of breasts just large enough to fill a man’s hands fully.  Her nipples are soft, pink and suckable just like her lips, both sets.  Her ass is easily her best feature, round and firm to fill a pair of jeans to perfection.  Her hips are perfect for grabbing ahold of when driving into her from behind.  Melissa married just after her 19th birthday.  Little did she know that not long after turning 20, she would be an adultress.

Her husband was a very conservative man who was just two years older than his Melissa.  He also didn’t have much in the way of sexual education.  He was very dedicated to Melissa,  loving her so much that he would never think of cheating on her.  Unfortunately for Melissa, he did not want to try new things in the bedroom out of fear that she would think him a pervert.  I challenged Kim to put his fidelity to the test at the same time I was trying to get into Melissa’s panties.

Melissa and I hit it off right away with me gaining her trust over a 3-month period.  We became friends and soon she was telling me things that a woman should never tell another man.  If a guy is smart, he will listen to a woman who opens up to him.  Listen to her carefully, she is literally telling a man how to seduce her.

Since I worked nearby, I would make a point to see Melissa often if only by waving to her on the way to my destination.  When I would go in to visit, I would compliment her dress and looks.  Once I even asked her if men often made passes at her.   She responded, “no they didn’t.”  I told her most women don’t realize how good they actually look.

“Forgive me for saying.  As delicious as you look on a daily basis, especially when you wear jeans, I’m betting guys follow you to your car and you don’t even know it.”  She just laughed it off.   But the seed was planted.

After about a week, I asked Melissa again if she noticed guys watching her or had she been hit on by anybody.  Her eyes got wide.  “Yes! Oh my goodness,” she said laughing.  Right after I had left on the prior visit she started noticing guys doing just that.  She noticed they would in fact hang around her area where she was working.  Melissa caught many of them turning their heads as soon as she looked in their direction which confirmed that they were in fact checking her out. 

“I have a confession,” she said.  “I actually kept moving to different areas just to see if a few would follow me and they did!!”

Laughing with her I asked how it made her feel.  She shrugged it off saying that they probably had nothing better to look at.  I also noticed that she was wearing tight clothing and she had been taking more time with her makeup, not that she needed any.  She always looked fantastic in jeans with her peach shaped ass and thigh gap.  She said one guy even asked her out.  He apologized when she told him she was married.

I wanted to find the guys and thank them for helping me to seduce her.  Fact was, one of the guys was a good friend who I’ve shared a wife or two with.  He’s helped me out a few times and I’ve rewarded him with a piece of the action on occasion.  I doubt that Melissa would get that wild but who knows.  It’s the innocent ones who surprise you the most.

Patience is everything, so after another month of chatting with her and getting to know her, I finally made my first move.  I knew that Melissa took her lunch at a certain time each day.  Around that time, I went in and mentioned that I was meeting someone for lunch but they had to change plans.  Since she was about to take her lunch break anyways, she offered to keep me company.  After eating with Melissa it became easy to make lunch “dates” a habit.

My goal was to make her feel even more at ease talking to another man.  Especially about taboo subjects without her husband’s knowledge.

The more time together we spent, the more she trusted me.  She would tell me about how often her husband, Kevin would travel.  After a while it seemed as if he had little time for his newly wedded wife.  It’s amazing what another woman will tell you when they feel that you are not a threat.  Warning to the men reading this.  If you’re not listening to her, someone else is.

Little did Kevin know that his sweet, innocent wife was confiding in another man who had impure thoughts surging through his mind about his lovely wife.  With my encouragement, she started confiding in me, telling me some of her more intimate secrets.  Many topics were about her sex life and how she was not getting the sex she had hoped for when they married.  You can’t just fuck like rabbits right out of the honeymoon guys and then leave your sex hungry wife for a week at a time.  Her hormones may eventually start to fend for themselves and find new avenues for relief.

A woman’s sexual urges are sometimes so strong that she may find herself falling into the arms of another man to satisfy her yearnings.  Many times she doesn’t even notice anything is happening until she wakes up and realizes that she isn’t in her own bed and the man beside her isn’t her husband.  By then she’s already been soiled.   

From what Melissa was telling me, she had a sex drive that was burning a hole into her panties and she needed to explore her curiosities.  Kim would always know when Melissa and I would have our sexual conversations because I would ravage her when I got home.  “What’s wrong Mike, Melissa turn you on today?  When are you going to sink this big cock between her married legs?”

I found out that Melissa was practically a virgin when she married, being deflowered when she was 18 by her now husband.  They still didn’t have much sex before they married.  When they finally did take their vows, the sex was good but not as good as she expected. 

They were brought up believing that people should save themselves for when they exchanged rings.  Therefore, their sexual knowledge and experience was limited.  Sex was so…”clean” she would say.  “I expected sex to be more dirty I guess,”  Melissa said with a blush.

Melissa’s luscious, naked body needed to be in my arms moaning my name while I shoved my cock deep into her wet, clenching pussy.  I didn’t want to keep her for my own, just borrow.  I would never force a woman but Melissa was going to need a little extra motivation.  Everything that she was going to do would have to be her choice.  I was there to steer those choices in the direction where I wanted them to go.

Finally, during one of our lunches, she gave me the opening that I needed.  Melissa asked me how to be a better wife and lover to her husband and how to gain more of his attention.  I had told her that I had been very sexually active and had several lovers.  I even chanced it by telling her that I had a few sexual relations with some married women.

With a big smile and a sly look she said, “Mike, am I to believe that you have sex with married women?”

“Yes Melissa, I’ve been known to.”

“Is this what you are trying to do with me?  Are you trying to get me into bed with you?”  She was grinning ear to ear challenging me to say it, so I did.

I took her hands in mine and said. “Melissa, you have no idea how attractive and sexy you are.  You have a luscious body that any man would be ecstatic to hold against them.  I can’t deny that I personally would jump at the chance to have sex with you.  I’ll tell you a secret.  I’ve had many dirty thoughts about you running through my mind,”  I said smiling and giving her a wink.  “If I was trying to get any woman into bed with me, especially a married woman, then you my dear Melissa, would be my first choice of wives to bed.”

I took a big chance confessing that to her and her response was thankfully what I had hoped for.  She stared at me for what seemed like minutes before laughing and hitting me in my arm while obviously blushing.  She was shifting in her seat and her nipples were becoming more obvious under her shirt and bra.

“Oh stop…You’ve been holding out Mike.”  She refused to acknowledge what I said about having sex with her but I knew she was processing it subconsciously.  “Tell me more about the wives who have thrown themselves at you.”

She was intrigued by my stories and surprisingly wanted to hear more.  She was obviously getting aroused even though I refused to tell her too much,  stating that I didn’t want to disrespect anyone by kissing and telling but she wouldn’t let me off the hook.

“But you did much more than just kissing right?”

“Bottom line is that some women, Melissa married or not, are just looking for some good, no strings sex.  They know that I’m not trying to take anyone away from their spouse.  I don’t want to break up anybody’s marriage or have an extended affair.  I am even friends with some of the husbands whose wife I have had sex with.”

“Seriously?!  Is that the only reason you are friends with the guys?  I mean, so that you can stay close to his wife to get a quickie every once in a while?  What are the women missing out on that you give them???”

“Hold on Melissa,”  I said holding my hands up and laughing.  She was like a school girl wanting all the dirty details.  The last question was the real one she wanted an answer to.  I had a feeling that she wanted to find out if she was missing the same thing as other women.

“Some of the wives yes.  I admit that I still have sex with them but it’s rarely for just a quickie as you say.  They want to be satisfied for an hour, not just a few minutes.  The euphoria lasts for days after the orgasms fade.”  She covered her face with her hands and squealed but I kept going.

“To answer your last question Melissa, the women are missing out on passion.  Many of their husbands make love to them and they really do sincerely enjoy the sex, but they need more.”

As if Melissa was trying to comprehend what I was saying she said, “so you really make love to other men’s wives?”

Treading carefully I told her, “No, Melissa I don’t make love to other men’s wives.”  I took her hands and leaned into her ear so I didn’t have to say it too loud.  “I fuck other men’s wives.”  As I said that, her eyes got big as saucers and her mouth dropped slightly open.  She took  several deep breaths then finally spoke.

“I’m sorry, I still don’t understand.  Why would anybody do that to their own spouse?”  She said quietly with an honest look of confusion.  Her neck and ears were flush with arousal so I asked point blank.

“Melissa do you occasionally want a man to ravish your luscious little body?  Would you want him to royally fuck the living hell out you like you deserve to be fucked, or would you rather be made love to?”  You don’t have to answer the question, you’ve already told me what you want.  The question needed to stay unanswered like an itch she couldn’t reach.

I could smell her excitement by now and kept with the subject but changed it to something a bit less intrusive.  “Have you ever had oral sex on him?” 


“Kevin of course silly, who else would you have oral sex with, me?”  I said while laughing and trying to lighten the mood.

“Oh yeah, of course,” she said with an uneasy laugh.  Apparently, she had just recently learned about giving head and was curious.  When she brought it up to Kevin, he told her that he would never degrade her in that fashion.  She said it was disappointing that Kevin didn’t want to try new things so she dropped it.   

“He thinks me putting his penis in my mouth…”

“It’s a cock, Melissa.  A penis is too sterile and not very sexy.  The first thing you need to do is talk more sexy with Kevin,”  I said with a grin.

“Fine, he thinks any woman who takes a… cock into her mouth may as well be a common whore.”

“Are you kidding me?!  Every single man I know would give anything to have your lips wrapped around his cock, Melissa.  I know I would.”

“Oh my god I don’t believe you just said that to me!”  She was blushing again but couldn’t let it go.  “I want to do things for him.  I just don’t know how to please him that way.  Kevin is so strait-laced.  I don’t believe I’m telling you this but I really do have the urge to be… naughty, but I don’t know how.”

“Want to know what men really find sexy in a woman?  It’s when a woman truly enjoys herself during sex without trying to just please him.”

Melissa had to get going but wanted to ask one more question.

“What you said before, about wanting to have sex with me…I mean if I wasn’t married of course.  Is that true or were you just saying that to tease me?  I mean nothing like that would happen of course but it is nice knowing that someone thinks of me…that way.”

“I didn’t mean to scare you and I certainly don’t want to offend you but yes Melissa, I would love to have your thighs wrapped around my hips with me between them while I push myself inside of you.  Oh, and I never said anything about you being married or not.”  I could tell that what I said stunned her but fortunately we were already walking out to continue our day.

A week went by after my confession and I was worried that she may feel uneasy being around me after basically telling her that I wanted to fuck her.  We got together and the subject didn’t come up until later.

“I went home last week after our talk and I was quite confused.  I had no idea other guys felt that way about me.”  She didn’t mention what I had said which was good.  I knew what she was really saying.  “I can’t believe I’m going to say this.  If I confess something to you, I can trust that you won’t laugh or anything right?”  She didn’t give me time to answer and just blurted it out.  “I was very…I mean…extremely… turned on when I got home,” she blurted out while looking down and twisting her wedding ring.  “So much so that I had to take care of myself… To get the dirty thoughts out of my mind, oh my goodness, there I said it.”

“You masturbated thinking about me?  Well, well.  It doesn’t sound like it worked did it?”  She seemed to need to talk so I just let her, not knowing if she was talking to me or to herself.

“When Kevin finally got home I was needing him so bad but he wasn’t interested.  He’s getting ready to leave for out of town again and he’s focused on that.”  This was perfect I thought.

“Let me ask you some questions…” Melissa just looked into my eyes waiting…”How often do you have to masturbate to get the edge off?”

“Confession time again?” Melissa said.  “Ok, I can do this.”  Trying to regain her sassy posture.  “Honestly I haven’t masturbated since before I was married, even then it wasn’t often.  Lately?  I’ve needed to do it almost every day I’m ashamed to say.”  I had a growing bulge in my loins but I kept my composure.

“Do you orgasm when you masturbate?”

“Well that’s the whole purpose now isn’t it?” she said in a sarcastic voice.

“Okay smart alec, do you orgasm when you have sex?” I was surprised when she gave me an open and straight answer.

“I used to but it’s getting harder…that’s why I’ve been touching…well you know.”

“Have you given Kevin head since we talked about it the other day?”

“As if that’s any of your business.  But since you told me how much guys like it, yes and no.  I tried and I failed miserably.  He still doesn’t think his wife should be on her knees before him servicing him like a prostitute.”

“Why not?  I’m pretty sure most husbands want their wife to act like a total slut for them when in bed.  Think about it, if you’re his slut, he won’t have to go out to get one,” I said laughing.  “Your goal Melissa should be to be his personal slut.”  With a sideways grin I told her, “maybe someday I can teach you how?”

“C’mon Mike this is hard enough.  Don’t laugh, it’s embarrassing,” she said.   “The truth is… when I tried to suck him the few times that I tried, I would wonder what it would be like for him to shave down there.”  She started laughing hard as if she couldn’t get a picture out of her mind.

“Well that’s pretty random, Melissa.  It’s called manscaping by the way,” I said with a smile.  “If you ever want to see what it’s all about, I’m willing to take one for the team and show you.”  I smiled and waited for the slap that never came.

“OMG!  I can’t believe you suggested that!”

“Oh and Melissa, feel free to picture me again when you’re masturbating tonight, I’ll definitely be thinking of you.”

“Ooh you!! I knew I shouldn’t have told you.”  We had things to do so we said our goodbyes and left.  Not before I gave her a hug that lasted a little longer than a friend’s hug should have lasted, I admit.  If she was going to masturbate, I wanted to be the one who she masturbated to.

The day finally arrived  that Melissa told me about.  Kevin was going out-of-town for ten days on business.  I decided this was the week I was going to take Melissa into my bed and fuck her like she deserves.  I told Kim my plans and she offered any help she could give.  She even offered to keep Kevin occupied while I seduced his wife.  Kevin planned on going to the city only 60 miles away leaving his sexually frustrated sexpot at home.  I told Kim that it’s almost not fair when the woman’s own husband is the one who pushes his wife into my bed.

Kim said that it would be fun to go up to check the place out.  Wolves don’t always wear men’s clothing.  Sometimes they wear sexy dresses and perfume that arouses even the most loyal of men.   

The day Kevin left didn’t come fast enough.  I wanted to get Melissa alone by causing a small “emergency.”  This day was going the day that she puts that banging body to good use.  Drugs are rarely, if ever, my first choice when seducing another man’s wife.  I rarely if ever need them.  I certainly won’t use anything stronger than a little weed.  Something to loosen her up a little to make her more pliable is all I want.  Hemp smoke has the habit of allowing a woman to loosen up for a short while before their lust kicks in and takes over.  A girl needs to relax.  Doing so, makes her mind pliable to her own needs and desires so she allows herself to do what she really wants instead of me convincing her to do what I want.  There is a big difference.

Melissa was at work and was staying a little late the night in question.  I faked that I had locked my keys in my car to see if I could get her car door open.  Calling a tow service, I asked to get help with “my” door when in fact it was Melissa’s car.  Luckily for me, the mechanic was having a bad day and didn’t ask many questions before jimmying the door open.  All I needed to do was pop the hood and loosen Melissa’s battery cable in her car, hoping that she wasn’t car savvy.

About the time Melissa got off from work, I conveniently showed up and walked her to the disabled vehicle.  After she was unable to start the car, I made a call to a friend and acted as if he was a mechanic.  After the call, I told her that he wasn’t able to get there for about an hour but he would get it going for her as a “favor for a friend.”

Re-connecting the cables without her knowledge, I offered her a ride to my place which was closer so she could be comfortable while she waited.  If my plans worked out like I was hoping, the next time Melissa sat in her car, she would be sitting in her panties full of my cum.

When we arrived at my place, she was pretty stressed out so I burned some “incense” that I picked up.  Fortunately, Melissa didn’t know what the smell of the smoke was and didn’t think anything of it.  Little by little Melissa started to feel more relaxed but it was so subtle that she didn’t notice until her clothes were already on my floor.

While sitting next to Melissa, I asked her to turn so I could massage her shoulders and neck to relax her even more.  An old trick that seems to never get old and usually works.  When I thought the timing was about right, I steered the conversation towards sex.  I gradually roamed over her body with my hands touching her arms, legs, nape of her neck and her lower back.  I even grazed lower to her ass just to see how responsive she was, there was no reaction.

Melissa just kept saying how good it felt as my hands roamed under her shirt to rub her skin on her back, barely below her jeans.  “How has your sex life been lately?  Is there anything I can help with?  My offer is still open.”

“My sex life is none of your business, Mike.”  Then she slipped and said, “Last time you had a suggestion I ended up sucking your cock instead of my husband’s.  I want to keep your face out of my bedroom if you don’t mind.”

“So when you masturbate, do you imagine it’s me you’re sucking to push you over the edge?”  She didn’t stop me as I kissed her neck and slightly sucked the skin into my mouth.  Melissa giggled a nervous giggle after hearing me and gave out a slight moan from the kiss.

“None of your business.  Ohhhh, you shouldn’t be doing that but it’s nice.  If you must know, Kevin actually let me suck him but only as a prelude to sex, and only once.”  As I continued nibbling her neck softly, her head fell to the side.  She let out a moan and told me not to do that.  “You’re being bad, are you trying to take advantage of me?”

“Of course I’m trying to take advantage of you, Melissa.”  I said quietly and with a hint of sarcasm.  “I’ve already told you what I wanted, remember?  Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”  She only moaned again and mumbled some words I couldn’t understand.  “Do I have a nice cock?”

“How am I supposed to know, I’ve never seen you?”

“You said the last time I had a suggestion, you ended up sucking my cock didn’t you?”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”  I could tell she was nervous.

I was now running my fingers through her hair as I massaging her scalp.  It was hard for her to keep her eyes open with the sensuality of the moment.  “You still haven’t  answered me, how is your sex life?”

“What sex life?  I just told you I sucked him for only a minute before we had sex.  That’s the only time we’ve done it since I talked to you last.  I’m feeling kinda funny and your hands are making me tingle all over, they feel so good on my scalp.  I wish he was here now, I could sure use it.”

“Use what?” I said.

“Kevin’s cock.  I’m feeling very unladylike at the moment and your hands are turning me on much more than what’s appropriate.”

“Say the word and I’ll stop Melissa.  What are you going to do if we do stop, go home and masturbate again?  There’s nobody there to take care of you and you’ve already hinted that it’s not working.  I think you need more.

“Yes…I mean no…oh I don’t know.  I’m just so… and I can’t…not with another…Oh, I’m so confused.”

“Don’t worry Melissa.  Like I said, I won’t do anything you don’t want to do, and if you do want…Well, nobody ever needs to know.  If you don’t mind me saying, your lips look incredibly inviting right now.”  I reached around and gently ran my finger over her wet, open lips and told her,  “the only thing missing between these beautiful lips is my cock.”

“Don’t say those things, it makes me even more nervous.  I want Kevin so bad right now.”

“What would you do with him”?

“Make him take me home so he could make love to me.”

“What do you really want, Melissa.  You can tell me.”  My hands were moving down her sides very slowly as I gently stroked her.  I reached around to her stomach and was getting dangerously close to her petite, heaving breasts.

Slowly I manipulated her body backwards into a position that no other man besides her husband should ever enjoy.  She was leaning back into my chest with my arms around her, getting another step closer to her submission.

“Melissa, you know what you want him to do, say it.”  My face was next to hers whispering into her ear and I could see down the front of her shirt, the view was spectacular.

“I want Kevin right now so he could make love to me.  My body is burning up!  I need a it so bad.”  I then asked her if making love is really what she wanted. 

“What do you mean?”

“Do you want to make love, Melissa?”  Still whispering into her ear.  “Or do you need to fuck!?”  I purposely left Kevin’s name out of the question hoping she knew that I had just suggested that I fuck her.

“Please, I want to…oh my god…”. I sucked her neck right below her ear which was obviously an erogenous zone.  “I want to fffffuuuuuck…. “ She threw her head back and gave out a moan as if she had just had a mini orgasm.

Taking her hand, I guided it behind her until she was physically touching my cock through my pants.  “Your husband’s cock isn’t here right now.  Use mine to take care of you until you can have his.  Remember, he didn’t want to have sex with you this past week except for one time.  A girl like you needs more sex than that don’t you?  Let me help take care of you, Melissa until he gets home.”   

I was hoping to play on her feeling that this was all an erotic dream and that the cock she was actually touching was her husband’s.  Amazingly, she left her hand where I had put it.  I then slowly unbuttoned her blouse without any resistance and gently stroked her bare skin of her stomach and ribs just below her delicious tits.

“What are you doing to me?”

Melissa didn’t seem to be able to tell between a dream state and reality.  Her state of arousal was making the decisions for her at this point.  Her hand, which was still between us, started a massaging motion.  I didn’t want to break the mood as she seemed to be hypnotized by the feel of what was between us.  We stayed like this for several minutes until her breasts were just too much to ignore.

I then cupped both of her small breasts through her bra as I kissed and nibbled on her neck, staying near the erogenous zone below her ear.  “Ooooh that feels good…we should stop.”  She put her other hand over mine sternly but didn’t do anything to stop my ministrations so I continued manipulating her tits.  

Gradually, I lowered her blouse off of her shoulders, slowly maneuvering her arms out of the sleeves until her blouse was off and between our bodies.  Unfortunately this action made her lose contact with my cock, but a big line had been crossed.

”I can’t, it’s so naughty, I am not supposed to be doing this.”  Still she let me continue.

Gently I reached inside of her bra feeling the incredible softness of her succulent breasts.  My fingers found her sensitive nipples making her suddenly jump and moan, probably from the realization that another man was skin to skin with an erogenous part of her body.  Melissa stopped talking, not knowing what to say and just let me take her.  I undid her bra and slowly removed it, tossing it to the floor.  I was only the second man ever to see the perfection of her youthful breasts in the flesh.  Her tits were firm with pink aureoles capped with erect, hard as diamond nipples.

I gently pulled, tweaked and massaged her swollen, pink nipples making her eyes roll into the back of her head.  She pushed her chest out while squirming in her seat, no doubt thoroughly moistening between her legs for her inevitable taking.  After a few minutes of manipulating her breasts, I told her.

“Take what you want, use me any way you need, your husband isn’t here to help with your needs and I will never tell him.  You’ve been wanting to give your husband a blowjob and he hasn’t let you.  I’ll let you practice on me, Melissa.”

Several seconds passed as she contemplated on what was going on and what I said.  Her body was being uncovered and exposed to another man.  The same man who was telling her to cheat on her husband with her mouth.  Then, as if she could resist no more, Melissa turned her body and slithered to the floor onto her knees.

She reached for the waist of my shorts and pulled them down along with my boxers until they were at my ankles, I removed one foot so I could allow room for Melissa.  I made sure she was the one doing most of the work so she would remember being the one undressing me.  Lust had taken hold firmly and nothing was going to stop her now.

My shaft shot up from my shorts brazenly slapping her in the chin.  Now it was my turn to be stunned.  Melissa felt my cock slap her and instead of backing up she moved forward.  Gently holding me in her hands, she rubbed her cheeks, chin, forehead and lips on my shaft as if rubbing her face on a soft blanket.  Her eyes were barely open as she finally wrapped her small fingers around her desire.  Melissa continued to rub the head along her face as if worshiping her first extramarital cock.  She then paid close attention to my smooth and fully loaded, cum filled balls.

“I shouldn’t be here, doing this,” she said, but again did nothing to stop herself.  “Ever since you mentioned how much a man enjoys a woman’s mouth I’ve been wanting to do this to him.  Please forgive me.”

“Now is your chance to do what you have been craving to do Melissa. Take me into your mouth and show me what you want to do with your husband.  Consider it practice before trying it out on him again.  Don’t worry, I have a feeling he will be more accepting next time you want to please him.”

Melissa gently cupped my balls and quietly whispering under her breath, “Soft, so nice.  They do look delicious.  Your cock seems to need some attention.”  That’s when she looked into my eyes with a mischievous grin and engulfed my cock into her mouth.  “Oh shit Melissa,” as I inhaled deeply.  “I think you’ve been lying to me.  Your mouth feels incredible.  So soft and so wet, perfect.  That’s it, suck my cock like you’ve been craving.”

Her enthusiasm was intense.  She would suck my cock head then gently swirl her tongue around the crown as if memorizing the feel, the texture and the firmness.  She would then lick her way down the shaft with the flat of her tongue leaving her saliva in its wake.  After sucking me for a good fifteen minutes, I went as far as to teach her how to suck my balls so she wouldn’t hurt “her husband” in her enthusiasm.  My cock was getting to the point of no return quickly and her passionate sexual moans weren’t helping.

Pulling my cock out of her mouth she continued squeezing and stroking me until I had a good amount of pre-cum running down the head.  Then Melissa did another first, she rubbed the leaking tip on her lips as if she were applying lip gloss to her lips.  Then in a move that I certainly didn’t expect,  she closed her eyes and slowly licked her lips all around, lapping and tasting the pre-cum as if it were the most delicious treat she had ever tasted.

As much as I wanted to spoil Melissa’s throat with my seed, I needed to last longer and I didn’t want to chance waking her up from her fantasy.  Pulling her up, I placed both her legs on each side of mine and had her straddle my hips.  It was hard not to just throw her down and ravish her, especially with her tender nipples staring into a drooling mouth.  God knows she would not have stopped me.

With her chin in the crook of my finger I told her, “Melissa, anything you don’t want to do, just say so.  I will give you every opportunity to say no.  All I ask is that you pause after each request before doing anything.”   She stared into my eyes, her own eyes filled with lust.

“I want to see how you kiss Kevin before you two have sex.  Show me the passion you two have with each other when making out when you are aroused like you are now.  You are aroused right Melissa?”

“More aroused than I have ever been I’m ashamed to say.”

“Don’t be ashamed, Melissa. Let yourself go and learn to enjoy yourself. Remember, you’re doing this to show me how I can help you find ways to get the attention you deserve from your husband.  I want to taste your lips and see how delicious you are.”

Melissa didn’t speak a word and just stared for a good ten seconds.  I could see her wheels turning trying to decide if this was wrong or right.  I was hoping that she was thinking, “it’s only a kiss.  Why not get another man’s opinion, maybe, just maybe it will help.”  She then closed her eyes as her mouth dropped open just a little.  She tilted her head waiting for her first kiss out of wedlock.  I almost laughed at how cute she was but held back.  I knew she was fragile right now and I didn’t want to break the spell.   

“No Melissa, I want you to kiss Kevin.  Show me how YOU kiss him, not the other way around.  Show me your passion.”  I wanted Melissa to remember that it was she that took the initiative to join her lips with another man’s.  A kiss is arguably so much more intimate between husband and wife. 

I felt that a married woman’s lips meshing with another man’s, who’s not her husband, is way more taboo and crosses the marriage line differently than sex or a blowjob.  Spouses will sometimes forgive their other half’s indiscretion for giving their body away once before they will forgive an old fashion make out session.  Sex is only sex they say, but the kiss is never just a kiss, it’s a bond.

Melissa looked at me and stared for a moment longer, her mind in a fog trying to decide where she should draw the line between learning how to please her husband and committing adultery.  Then, she did it.  She kissed me.  Her lips were soft and full of lust. 

The moment her lips touched mine I felt her melt in my arms.  She then fell into the kiss committing fully to the moment.  As Melissa crossed over the tipping point, her tongue pushed into my mouth forcing her way past my lips.  Man this woman could kiss!  She wasn’t the only one getting lost in the heat of passion.

Our tongues intertwined passionately, dancing together for what must have been a good fifteen minutes or more.  Tongues pushing and shoving past each other, licking and sliding together in the throes of intimacy.  We were both moaning along with each other as we passionately mated with our mouths.  I wondered when the last time she actually kissed her husband like this was.  Melissa shared the heat of passion with me that she should only show her own husband, the same husband who was miles away fighting temptations of his own.


The guys had all watched Kim as she entered the bar, just as they watched every female who crossed their paths.  Several of the men approached Kim hoping to find his latest conquest.  They, of course, wanted Kim to fall all over their smooth one liners and obvious innuendos.  A few even bought her drinks she didn’t want just to see if she would feel obligated to join them, which she didn’t.  What they were hoping for, was to take Kim up to their room so they could fuck her like the studs that they imagined they were.  It’s ironic that the only guy that looked as if he wasn’t hunting for a score was Kevin.

Unbeknownst to him, Kevin was the one who was being hunted.  Kim was going to offer him a choice that even the strongest man could hardly refuse.  He could stay loyal to his wife who was currently in another man’s arms contemplating her sexually deprived body’s lust vs her own loyalty.  Or he could join his wife and allow himself to be seduced into Kim’s adulteress trap.      

Finally after being shot down by every woman they approached, the hunters searching to tag an unsuspecting vixen got tired of the lack of action and left to find another hunting ground.  Fortunately, Kevin stayed behind leaving him unprotected from the huntress.

“Want a blowjob?”

“Excuse me?”

“OH! I’m so sorry!  I meant the drink.”  Kim said acting embarrassed.  “A couple of your buddies thought it would be funny if they bought me a couple of shots called a blowjob.  I’m certain they wanted me to drink them both down one after another, and I don’t mean the drink.”  She said with a wink.  “As much as I do love blowjobs, the guys weren’t my type.  So do you want one?”

“We’re still talking about the drink right?”

“If that’s what you prefer.”

  “No thanks, I’ll have to pass… on the drink of course.  I’m Kevin, and you are…”

“I’m Kim and I didn’t mean to shock you.  It’s probably not every day that a woman asks to give you a blowjob, drink or otherwise.  Actually I’m surprised they didn’t buy me a threesome, those are pretty good too.  The drinks of course.”

They hit it off right away so after some small talk, they took the drinks and sat down at a table.  They chatted and did some harmless flirting, or so Kevin thought, for a good thirty minutes before Kim got a text.  When she opened it she gasped.  It was a picture of Melissa, Kevin’s wife.  She was down on her knees with a cock shoved half way down her throat.  Her left hand was wrapped around her husband’s shaft near the balls.  Melissa’s wedding ring glistened from the saliva leaking from her cheating mouth. 

The text read, “She’s going to dehydrate me with this mouth, can’t wait to get inside her pussy.”

Kim gave a quick response.  “You cad! Lol.  I’ll catch up to you soon, with mine now.  Apparently he thinks his wife is pure as snow, if I don’t respond later, you’ll know why;).   Ttyl.”

After the initial shock wore off, she turned the conversation with Kevin towards sex.  Kim had no intention of letting her husband beat her, especially at this game.  She reached across the table and played with Kevin’s wedding ring while stroking his arm and asked, “Is this why you didn’t join your buddies?  You’re handsome enough to get a woman into bed with you for the night if you wanted to.  Or let me guess… your wife is upstairs in your room right now waiting to give you that blowjob that I was offering you?  If so, I’m jealous,”  Kim said with a shy grin.

Cough, cough….”Um… WOW you sure know how to put it out there.  No, she’s at home 60 miles away probably reading a book while curled up with some hot chocolate.  Besides I would never let her do such a degrading thing.”

“Degrading? What’s so degrading about giving your sex partner pleasure?  Sex isn’t always about what you want.  The best sex is when you do something that makes the other person lose all control.  I personally love giving head, there’s nothing like the feel of a man’s cock growing in my mouth while my tongue swirls around the crown driving him crazy.”  If Kim was trying to get a response, it worked.  Kevin was squirming in his seat trying to adjust himself without being too obvious.

“I, I…don’t know, sorry, I didn’t mean to insult you.”

“You didn’t.  I just enjoy pleasing a man.  You’re not denying your lil ‘ole wifey something that she wants are you?  Tsk, tsk.  Shame on you.”

“Most girls give head willingly and enjoy it thoroughly.  Besides I’ve never heard a man complain.  Especially when you finally shoot your hot cum into my…I mean their mouth.”  Gulping down the last of the “blowjob” drinks, she continued.  “I do love to swallow.”  Kim said with a wink.  “And the drinks aren’t so bad either.”

Kim slid her shoe off and reached for Kevin under the table.  When she got between his legs,  her foot rubbed his cock making him almost jump out of his skin. “So Kevin, do you find me attractive?  What if I told you that all you had to do was invite me up to your room.  I just told you how much I enjoy sucking cock and it feels like you could use a release.  I mean, you do find me attractive, don’t you?”

“Oh god.  I uh…”  Kevin was having a hard time concentrating.  “Of course you’re attractive, very much so in fact.  It’s just that…I can’t, I’m married.  I see you have a wedding ring on also and well…your husband…”

“Oh don’t worry about him.  My husband and I have an understanding.  He can seduce whomever he wants and I can do whatever I please with men whom I find attractive.  Fact is, he probably has some naive young woman slobbering all over his cock at this very moment.  Who knows, you might even know the little slut he’s taking advantage of tonight.  (If he only knew)  He likes going after the young, married ones.  What did you say your wife was doing again Kevin?”

“Um, you sure don’t pull any punches do you?  Melissa’s just not that kind of girl.”

Kim gave him a glaring look.  “And what kind of girl is that Kevin?  A girl like me?  Someone who loves sex and is willing to go get it?  You do realize that a stud and a slut are just promiscuous people right?  Just because she’s a woman doesn’t mean she doesn’t have strong urges.  I’d bet you real money that her loins burn for variety at times and if she’s not getting it from you… Then who?”

Kevin was embarrassed thinking that he insulted Kim but she was glad he said something so she could use it against his naive attitude towards women.

“Melissa right?  She hasn’t shown any desires that you’re denying her?  You just told me that you don’t let her suck your cock.  Poor girl.  You really have no way of knowing if your good and proper wife is drooling all over a guy’s big cock at this very moment do you?  You should be careful what you withhold from her, a woman has a way of getting what she wants no matter what.  Sorry if I’m being too blunt…  Think about it this way, the harder you push her away, the easier it is for another guy to pull her in, literally.”

“Tell me Kevin, has your wife changed lately or is she the same girl you married?”

“She’s pretty much the same girl thank you.”  Kevin’s stomach was churning, he was remembering when he brushed off Melissa’s advances before he left town, he was just so busy.  She was especially amorous the whole week before he left.  Fortunately, Kim’s foot was distracting him from thinking too much about it.  Married or not, he wanted nothing more to take Kim to his room and fuck her, a thought he had never had with another woman before now.

“Tell you what Kevin, my foot is sensing that you want to take me up to your room.  I’ll show you what you are missing.  After I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for her to suck you off.  She’ll have no idea that you learned about it from another woman.” 

“On the other hand if she is sucking another man’s cock, without your knowledge, then she probably already knows how to do it and is wanting to do it for you.  But hey, if you insist that you’re saving her innocence by pushing her away that’s your prerogative.  Just don’t push too hard,  she may land on another man’s dick.  A woman’s hormones usually find a way to get what they want.”

“By the way, you say you’ve never let your wife Melissa suck your cock.  Does that also mean that you’ve never tasted that sweet pussy?  Oh my, my.”  Kevin started to say something but stopped, obviously not wanting to dig himself any deeper.  “You really are missing out.  C’mon take me upstairs.  By the way, how long have you been married?”

“Just over eleven months,”  Kevin said.  Kim jumped out of the booth grabbing Kevin’s arm.  “Oooh a virgin, we’re going to have some fun tonight.”  Kevin had nearly forgotten that he had sent Melissa a text thirty minutes ago and had not received and answer yet.  She usually gets back right away.  He had figured (hoped) that she just went to bed early, but now his mind was reeling with other thoughts.

Kim gave Kevin the works.  Both were still dressed with Kevin’s pants on the floor.  One foot was still inside of a pant leg along with his shoe.  Kim was eager to show Kevin what it was like to get a real blowjob.  Sucking his cock slowly, making sure to touch every nerve.  She licked his balls and suckled them into her mouth making him moan with more pleasure than he ever remembered having without being inside of his wife’s pussy.  Kevin tried to warn her a few times that he was going to cum but she just told him to relax and let it happen.

“Don’t you dare pull out, I want it all in my belly.”  Kim stroked his cock and massaged his balls as she rubbed Kevin’s cock head around her lips and face.  “Besides, I don’t want to swallow it for you, I’m doing it for me.”  Kim stopped for a moment to take a hair band from her wrist.  She then took her hair and made it into a ponytail to keep it out of her face for when Kevin blew his load.  Kim took his cock back into her mouth and seriously sucked Kevin’s cock forcing him to shoot into her mouth only a minute later.

Kevin couldn’t comprehend why a woman would want to taste his semen but the feeling Kim was giving him was just too good to resist.  When the first surge came, Kevin thought his insides were coming out with his sperm.  He had never felt a more intense orgasm in his life. 

Kim felt the first rope of cum hit her in the back of her throat and had to swallow several times to keep Kevin’s seed from spilling out from her mouth.  Rope after rope shot down Kim’s throat sending Kevin to places he had never been before.  Blood rushed to his head as he almost passed out from the experience.

“Jeeeezus…!!  I never knew that a woman’s throat could feel so good.”  When Kevin’s orgasm finally subsided,  his mind finally cleared and became more coherent to what was happening.

Kevin had just received an incredible blowjob for the first time in his life and the woman on her knees in front of him seemed to enjoy it almost as much as he did.  Then a startling realization came back to him about Melissa and her sexual appetite as of late.  He wondered if she had in fact been trying to get his attention and wondered who if anyone had been flirting with her.

Kevin got a sick feeling when thinking that maybe he did brush his wife off once too often.  His hope was that he didn’t send her off into another man’s arms.  His feelings of sexual curiosity soon started to return as his thoughts again turned to this mystery woman who had just swallowed his soul.

“Kim, that was incredible!  I never thought that a woman’s mouth could do that.  I’ve never done that before.”  Kevin started to pull his pants up so he could leave.  “Where are you going stud?  This is your room remember?”  Kim said with a giggle.

“If you would rather be alone, I’ll put my clothes back on and leave.  I’m sure you’re right about your wife, Kevin.  She’s probably home reading a book, all alone, wrapped in a nice comfy blanket.  Your sweet, innocent angel is probably too prim and proper to have her legs wrapped around another man as he slides his cock inside of her.  Now the way I see it is, you can stew about what may or may not be getting inside your wife tonight, or…”

Kevin was thinking about his wife so much that he didn’t notice that Kim’s shirt was on the floor and she was now slipping her skirt down her hips.  “So what do you think Kevin?” As she stood before him completely naked.  “Do my clothes look better on me?  Or would you rather they stay on your floor?”

Kim took Kevin’s hand and lead him as if he was hypnotized.  “Let’s take a shower together so you can recuperate, that was quite the load you gave me.  After we get clean, we can get dirty all over again.”

Kevin and Kim took a long, hot shower together.  They made out like teenagers while touching each others bodies.  Kim stroked his cock and guided his fingers inside of her pussy, showing him how she liked to be fingered.  When Kim sucked Kevin’s cock some more, it made him wonder why he would ever push Melissa away.  After getting Kevin to the brink again, she paused for a few minutes to let him calm down.  She then turned her ass to present herself to Kevin’s cock.

“I’ll swallow another load later if you like.  Right now I want you to show me how you fuck your wife.  I’ll even let you pretend you’re fucking Melissa while you pound me if you like.”  Kim was smiling big while wiggling her ass at Kevin.

“But I don’t have a condom.”

Kim laughed and told him,  “Well… I can wait for you to go downstairs to get some or you can call and ask some of your buddies.  I’m pretty sure they haven’t used any tonight with the lines they were using on me.  Your choice Kev.”  Kevin looked at the beautiful ass facing him as Kim leaned over in the shower.  A moment later, he couldn’t take it anymore and lined up his cock with his first extramarital pussy. 

Kevin rubbed his cock head up and down her slit pushing Kim’s labia apart then pushed inside of her pussy, bareback.  He no longer cared if it was right or wrong.  He grabbed Kim’s hips and thrust balls deep and started fucking her as if she was a “paid for whore.”    


While Kevin was busy cheating on his wife, Melissa was being the aggressor by pushing my head into the couch as she drove her tongue down my throat.  We were making out like passionate lovers.  My arms were wrapped around her body feeling her ass with one hand while the other manipulated her breast.  I was finally able to pull Melissa off of me so I could take her very hard nipples into my mouth.  They were absolutely delicious.  She let out another moan as she held my head to her chest, enjoying the stimulation.  I sucked half of her breast into my mouth as I flicked her nipples with my tongue.

“We so shouldn’t be doing this.  Oh god, this is so wrong… don’t stop, just like that.  Flick my nipple with your tongue.”  Little by little the hemp was wearing off making her think she was in control but Melissa was struggling with reality of what she wanted.  Should she stay loyal or succumb to her demons.

I  couldn’t hold out any longer and needed a release badly myself.  She had me wound up so much that my cock was either going to shoot into her pussy or her mouth.  I pulled away from her succulent tits and gently guided her head back down to my cock.  She filled her mouth again without any hesitation on her part knowing that her mouth would soon be spoiled.

Every fiber in Melissa’s being needed the experience of sucking a man’s cock and making him cum.  She knew right away she was going to swallow my load.  Melissa was ravenous as she attacked me, shoving as much into her throat as she could on every push.  Her cheeks would hollow out when she was pulling my cock out of her mouth only to push back in again.  Just listening to her moans as she sucked was enough to shorten my journey to depositing my seed into her belly.   

Every few minutes she would pull my cock out to slather my balls with her tongue.  She then took my balls, sucking them into her mouth one at a time before swallowing my shaft down her throat yet again.

I maneuvered her so I was able to push her pants along with her panties down past her hips and barely over her thighs.  Her panties were soaking wet leaving a slick trail of her juice on her inner thighs as I attempted to rid her of them.  The smell of her pheromones filling the air was intoxicating, even more than the smoke which was still lingering in the air but had started to dissipate.

“Your mouth is going to make me cum in just a few seconds Melissa.  Are you ready to have your first taste of a man’s cum?  That’s what a slut would do, take every drop into her mouth and swallow it.”  Just as I could speak no more, she sucked harder, as if that was even possible.  She then let out a much louder gurgling moan.  “Mmmmhmm.” telling me that she was ready.

“Here it comes.  Ohhhh yesssssssssssssss, FUCK!!  Swallow it!!  YES, yes, yes that’s it, oh my god…”  The first shot of cum hit the back of her throat making her gag and making her eyes roll into her head.  To Melissa’s credit she kept sucking and stroking my cock using both of her hands, determined to follow through with her desire.  The look on her face was incredible.  She stroked my cock like a pro while slobbering, sucking and devouring her first meal of man protien she had ever had.

Melissa seemed delirious as she made obscene sucking sounds with her mouth along with a sexual growl that I had never heard before.  A small bit of white showed at the edge of her mouth but as I watched, her tongue soon swept it up and into her mouth again.  The rest went down her throat and into her belly.  She must have had to swallow three times to get it all and never missed a drop.  If she was going to be promiscuous this one time, she was going to do it right.

My own orgasm finally subsided and Melissa’s pace slowed considerably.  Her eyes were closed but her look was as if she was memorizing and recording every feeling her body was experiencing.  She squeezed the last bit of cum out of my cock and rubbed the final drops into her lips before sensually licking it off with her tongue, that alone made me twitch again.  When Melissa was finally satisfied that she had taken it all,  she started sucking again.

“Melissa,” I said, “damn!  If your own husband doesn’t let you be his cock sucking slut, you can be mine.”  She wasn’t sure why, but she felt pride well up inside of her on how well she performed her first oral sex act.  I finally had to nudge her mouth away telling her, “Ok, Melissa that’s enough, I’m getting too sensitive.  Don’t worry, you can have as much of my cock as you want tonight, just give me a few minutes to recover.”

I thought Melissa would start feeling guilty as soon as she gulped the final drop down.  Instead it seemed to spur her on, making her even more curious.  Her hand never left my cock and she continued caressing my smooth balls as if she had never held a pair before.

“I’ve done this quite a few times actually,” Melissa said.  “This is the just the first time it wasn’t in my imagination.  Oh and yes…The answer to your question earlier,” she whispered.  “Yes I imagined your cock while I masturbated.”  I thought of what to say but had no words.

After a few more minutes of silence, she noticed my cock filling with blood again.  She looked at me as if asking if she could continue.  I nodded my head and she put me back inside of her mouth, knowing that we were not done.  I hadn’t penetrated her pussy yet and there was no doubt she knew what was about to happen.

“How did you like your first cum drink, Melissa?”

In between sucking she spoke.  “I think I loved what just happened, but I’m still confused.”  “Slurp.”  “I never thought another man could turn me on so much.  This still doesn’t feel real.  I can’t believe “mmmm” I’m doing this…slurrp…because, I mean I really hadn’t even had a cock in my mouth until a few weeks ago even though I was always curious.” 

“Lick.”  “But Kev…What I’ve done, oh my god.  What I’m doing.  Mmmm.  It’s so wrong.”  Melissa stopped sucking and licking for a full minute so I just let her take it all in.  I wasn’t her husband but she wasn’t going to let go of her first cock outside of her marriage.  She wasn’t trying to convince herself to stop, she was trying to push herself to continue.

“I feel like such a slut right now.”  Whispering in a little girl’s voice below her breath so I could hardly hear.  “Kevin my love please help me, I can’t stop myself from wanting more.  Oh god, I just cheated on you, please forgive me.”  All the while stroking my shaft.  Then Melissa made her decision that her body truly wanted to make.  She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said…

“I need more, I need you to take me.”

I sat her next to me on the couch and slid my hand down her inner thigh.  The closer to her center I moved, the hotter her skin became.  Finding her entrance, I slid my middle finger between her engorged lips.  The sounds of wetness her pussy made as I violated her most intimate parts was obscene.  Her pussy juices made sloshing sounds on my wet fingers as I moved.

She looked as if she was going to blast off again so I stopped and pulled my fingers out causing her to moan.  I had to finally taste her so I stuck my fingers into my mouth licking her pussy juices off then I kissed her.  Melissa seemed to have no problem kissing her juices from my tongue so I dipped my fingers into her cunt again getting more juice.

Placing my fingers in front of her face, I watched as she licked them and sucked her juice off.  This was my first taste of her married pussy and I was definitely going to have to eat her as a meal someday, but for now I was focused on the task at hand, getting Melissa to fuck me.

“Mike, I know what decision I’m making.  Will you make love to me.  My body is on fire.  I’ve never felt this way before.”  Melissa pleaded, “Please I have to have you inside of me!”  I knew that she wasn’t totally aware but who was I to argue.  When you’re as aroused as much as Melissa was, your decision making skills are extremely limited.

“That’s music to my ears Melissa but to answer your question, no I will not make love to you.”  She had a look of surprise on her face.  “Making love is for you and your husband to do when you’re together.  I am not your husband.”

“Tell me what you really want, Melissa…You know what it is…”

“I…(whispering)Kev…I mean…Mike, Please fuck me.  I don’t want to cheat on my husband more than I have but I need to know what it feels like when a man really fucks me.”

“Mmm, very good Melissa.  Yes I’ll fuck you.  You’ll know the difference when we’re done.  Now let’s get you undressed completely.”   I had her stand so I could help her out of her last remnants of decency.  Finally, I tossed her still damp panties to the floor with her bra and the rest of her virtue.  She crossed an arm over her breasts and tried to cover the V between her legs as she attempted to hold on to the last sliver of honor.

I reached for her body and turned her away from me so I could stare at her peach shaped ass.  The sight was almost too much to take but I refrained from just throwing her down and taking her.  Instead, I ran my hands up her legs and over her curved hips all the way to her shoulders.  Goose bumps rose on her skin as I gently used my finger nails to slide down her back slowly, until I was at her hips again.

Holding her, she moaned as I kissed and ran my tongue over the dimples just above her ass.  It was hard but I resisted touching the sweet smelling flower between her legs.  I didn’t want to stimulate her pussy too much until my cock was about to penetrate her.  I could swear that a drop of her juices was about to drip out from her pussy.

“Show me.”  I said.  She looked at me for a moment with a questioning glance until she understood.  Melissa stepped back and timidly dropped her arms showing me the full stature of her now naked body.  The body she was giving to me fully.  Looking straight through her thigh gap, I could see her glistening skin.  Her pussy was definitely dripping female cum and it was making her inner thighs wet.  I told her to look into the mirror that was to her side so she could watch herself giving her body to another man.

“Watch yourself as you straddle my hips.  I’m not going to fuck you just yet, Melissa.  Don’t worry though, I’ll be buried inside of you soon enough.”  I could barely hear a small involuntary moan come from her lips.

She watched as she slowly took the few steps towards me.  She then did what I asked but not before looking down at my hard cock.  The cock that would soon be buried inside her boiling, drenched and very married pussy.  She steadied herself on my shoulders as one leg, then the other straddled my hips.

Looking into her eyes I told her.  “There will be no turning back Melissa.  Once you slide another man inside of your pussy you can never take it back.”  She was seemingly determined as she nodded her head with understanding.  I wasn’t 100% sure she knew what she was doing but I certainly wasn’t going to bring her out of her deep state of arousal.

Melissa looked at herself knowing but maybe not realizing, that she was about to betray her wedding vows.  Her brain was unable to process all of the new emotions that were coursing through her mind.  I  finally slid a finger into her dripping pussy and swirled it around, man she was tight!  I could feel it grip me as she throbbed inside.  If she was anything like Kim, her pussy only gets tighter the more aroused she gets.

“Only a slut would fuck another man while her husband is away from home, Melissa.”  I brought her forward to pull her tits into my mouth, sucking one nipple then the other.  She moaned and watched in the mirror as I manipulated her body with my hands.

I licked and felt her supple breasts and squeezed her firm ass, savoring the feeling of young, fresh meat as every touch, every lick made her eroticism go deeper.  She had never been so aroused in her life.  Every moan was intense as she tried to keep her composure.

“Are you wanting to be a slut for me Melissa?  Don’t answer me with words.  I only want action.  I’m going to count to three so I need you to follow my instructions.  When I say the number one, I want you to kiss me like we kissed before.  Remember, I don’t want a husband and wife kiss.  I want you to kiss your lover.  Are you ready?”  She just stared at me with that same look of lust.

Looking directly into her eyes while rubbing her nipples between my fingers I said, “One…”  She closed her eyes as she lowered her mouth to mine.  Melissa willingly slithered her wet tongue into my mouth.  I sucked on her tongue and ate out her mouth as if it were her pussy and I was savoring her taste.  She was giving away her innocence one step at a time.

She kissed me like a crazed nymphomaniac for a full five minutes or more,  I really wasn’t counting.  Reluctantly she finally let me edge her away, I noticed her breathing had become harder and more labored.  She had a hard time pulling away which I found amusing and highly erotic.

“On two, I want you to sit down on my hard cock.”  All of a sudden a look of slight panic showed on her face.  Reality was trying to raise its ugly head.  “Don’t put it inside of you yet, I want you to just sit on me and glide your pussy back and forth from my balls to the head so it rubs your clit,  do you understand?  Just slide your pussy flat against my cock.”

“This will be the first time your pussy has ever touched another man’s cock besides your husband’s am I right?”  She again nodded her head.  “Your pussy is so wet right now so you won’t have any problem sliding on me.  Remember, I don’t want you to put it inside of you, not yet anyways.”

I was taking my time on purpose to make her practically explode.  In my own state, I was hoping that I didn’t shoot off as soon as her pussy touched me.

“Are you ready?”  Her wet pussy hovered over my hard cock which was leaking large amounts of pre-cum.  Her hips were unable to stay still and kept moving as if she was in a slow, sensual dance.  She couldn’t contain herself as she kept letting out short quiet moans of pleasure.

“Two.”  She hesitated so I gave her hips a little pressure and down she went.  She watched her reflexion as her body lowered itself.  Melissa’s mouth dropped and her eyes widened with a look of panic as if she was almost going to pass out.  “Oh my god, oh my god…”

Melissa suddenly felt her blood engorged, dripping wet pussy lips touch another man’s cock for the very first time since her husband took her virginity not long ago.

Melissa’s labia easily spread over my swollen cock and I immediately could feel her juices as she started to slide up and down my shaft.  Her hips undulated back and forth, easily gliding over me as her pussy left a coating of slippery, wet pussy juice on my shaft.  She watched herself as she did things with me that she had never done with her own husband.

Melissa was so swollen that her lips hurt with pleasure.  Back and forth she slid on me until she was lost in the lust yet again.  She glided for several hot and intense minutes as her orgasm built up.  When it finally did hit, it hit with a ferocity which she had never felt before.

“Fuuuuu…..” Melissa threw her head back and made the loudest and most guttural moan I had ever heard.  Who knew she even had such an intensity bottled up inside of her.  “I’m cummiiiiiing…OH MYGOOooood…..” Melissa went wild sliding on my shaft feeling every inch as she pushed down hard. I swore her lips were almost completely wrapped around my cock.  I was suddenly sodden wet with her juices as it gushed out of her pussy to soak my cock, stomach and balls.  She screamed so loud that I hoped the neighbors were away.

Melissa looked as if she were possessed.  Her mouth was open wide but suddenly her voice went silent.  Nothing escaped as if she were going through a silent scream.  The climax peaked and rocked her body.  Her eyes rolled into the back of her head until finally her voice returned.  A deep guttural moan came from her lips again, a moan I was certain her husband had never heard.  Minutes passed until her convulsions subsided.  Finally, she sounded and looked almost…human.

Melissa was shocked at what had just happened and didn’t know what to do next.  “I’m so sorry, I think I peed on you.  I’m so embarrassed.”  I told her to relax and informed her that she just had her first squirting orgasm.

“That was the hottest and most erotic thing I have ever witnessed Melissa.”  She actually had tears streaming down her cheeks from the emotion of her release.   “Melissa, that was incredible!  You are learning so much.  I’m so happy that so many of your first experiences are happening with me.”  A woman’s “firsts,” should of course happen with her husband but Melissa wasn’t feeling the shame or guilt as of yet.  That will certainly happen later.

“In a minute, I want you to say what kind of girl you are acting like Melissa.  Don’t admit it just yet, I want you to prove it with one more act of depravity.  I know you want to be a slut this one time and to let yourself do what your body wants instead of your mind.”  The look of fear returned to her face once again as she realized what she was about to do.  Melissa needed sex so bad and wanted to hurry up before she lost either her courage or her mind.  Still, she didn’t want to be the instigator.

“Please, won’t you just fuck me?  I need you to take me.  Please don’t ask me do this to Kevin.  I need it so bad but I don’t know if I can bare knowing that I was the one who fucked you.  How would Kevin ever forgive me?”  She felt that if I was the one who took her, she could maybe be exonerated from her act of infidelity, that I took advantage of her instead of her giving herself to me.

“No Melissa, you need this.  I’m giving you the chance to take control of your own pleasure.  Now… I want you to tell me what kind of girl fucks another man while her husband is out of town.  When you say it, I want you to slide your slippery, married cunt down my shaft until my cock is buried deep inside your married little pussy.  I don’t even want to see an inch of my shaft, in fact my balls should be touching the inside of your pussy lips when you’re seated properly.”

She gasped from my choice of words but I wanted her to feel it deep inside of her mind as well as her body.  Melissa put her head on my shoulder and spoke but I could barely hear her words.  Her body started to shake before I heard the one word of concern.


I knew she was just stalling so I acted as if I didn’t hear her plea.  On an earlier date she had told me she was taking birth control pills so I wasn’t concerned with getting her pregnant. A condom could be flushed away with her infidelity and the memory of what she had done with another man.  Melissa was thinking that a condom would be more sterile.  The last thing I wanted was a clean fuck.  I wanted her leaking her indiscretion for hours following our coupling.

Melissa’s hips were still sliding back and forth although slowly while her pussy rubbed my aching cock, building herself to another inevitable orgasm.

She finally rose and leaned back to grab my cock between her legs, pointing the tip at the opening of her pussy.  Between our naked bodies, I could see the most erotic and my favorite view of all.  Her hand was wrapped around my cock and her wedding ring was glistening from her juices.  She was going to mount me with the hand that held her sacred ring.

Melissa started rubbing the head against her swollen opening, wetting it for her impending penetration.  She knew what she had to do.  I held her hips up and away so she couldn’t just drop her pussy onto me.  She wasn’t able to just mount me to be done with the initial penetration like she would prefer.

“Ready, Melissa?” A pleading, nervous moan and a nod.  “What kind of a girl fucks another man while her husband is away, Melissa? Who are you Melissa, tell me now and show me.”

“A slut, I’m a slut.   Ooooh god I’m being such a slut.”  She was whimpering now so I let go of her hips and allowed her body to drop onto me in one motion.  My cock split her engorged pussy which yielded to another man’s sex.   Her juices splashed out against my balls adding to the soaking wetness that was already there.  “Oh my god it’s done.  I don’t believe I did it.  I’m your slut now, please fuck me!”  She demanded.   Then she started moving.

“Oh my god……..” she screamed as she threw her head back and ground onto my dick.  Back and forth, up and down, thrusting her pussy onto her new fuck toy.  “So Goooood!”  She started fucking me with an intensity that showed how much in heat she really was.  Melissa couldn’t stop herself from acting out in the lust of her own debauchery of giving herself to another man.

Closing her eyes tightly, she kept saying, “I’m a cheating slut, fuck me” over and over as if she was trying to reprimand herself for giving in to her own deviant desires.  Melissa easily reached multiple orgasms screaming and moaning like a whore in heat.  “I’m so sorry Kevin.  I’m so sorry for being a slut.  I need this so bad.  Fuck me, fuck me!!”  Then she yelled during yet another orgasm with an extramarital cock inside of her cunt, “RUIN MY SLUTTY PUSSY!…”

I was no longer in control.  My body was being used like a piece of meat, as if it were her personal dildo.  I didn’t mind one bit.  Her orgasms overlapped each other and just kept on cumming in huge crashing waves.  Melissa fucked me hard, rising where my cock was almost out of her cunt and slamming back down again, splashing more juices onto our bodies.

I was in ecstasy.  Her pussy was wrapped so tight around my cock.  The walls of her cunt yielded each time she dropped down only to close tight when she rose.  Each penetration gave her new emotions and desires which crashed through on every violation of her yearning pussy.   

The couch beneath us was getting soaked from all of Melissa’s bodily fluids that were being forced out of her throbbing cunt.  Each time she rammed my cock back inside of her, another stream of her juices would splash out, soaking more of our surroundings.  Every few minutes she would have yet another long drawn out, never ending orgasm.

Finally, Melissa was having the hot, intense and dirty sex she always thought she should be enjoying.  She no longer wanted to make love,   Melissa wanted to FUCK!  The whole time Melissa kept her eyes closed and her head thrown back saying, “fuck me, fuck me,” over and over again as if she didn’t want to wake up from her erotic dream/nightmare.

There was no way I could last any longer even if I wanted to.  Her passion was just too much for me.  I brought her head down so I could look into her glossed over eyes.  With every ounce of strength I had left, I felt I had to say one last thing to complete her debauchery.

“Melissa, if you don’t stop my dear slut, your cunt is going to be soiled by another man’s sperm.  Do you want me to shoot my cum inside of your pussy or do you want to pull out and I’ll finish in your mouth again?  Her jaws clenched and her eyes burned a hole in my own as she only fucked me harder, tears of immense pleasure still running down her cheeks.   “It’s going to shoot right against your cervix, Melissa.  I can feel it every time you ram yourself onto me.”

She looked at me with another moment of clarity and fear but Melissa wasn’t in any better shape than I was.  Neither one of us could have stopped ourselves even if we wanted.  The look she gave was as if she had turned into a deviant slut getting what she finally needed.  With another deep guttural moan she cried, “fuck me, fill me up, fill me with your cum.  Oh my god give it all to me…  Forgive me Kevin…”

“Ooooh fuck yes, here it cums!”  I let loose with a huge orgasm of my own, shooting my seed deep into Melissa’s previously monogamous pussy, coating her walls with a thick coating of sperm.  Melissa didn’t let up.  This time she didn’t just have a squirting orgasm, she gushed.  Her juices poured down my leg and couch onto the floor beneath us.  Finally after shaking like a rag doll for around two minutes, her orgasm started to subside.

I put my arms around my conquest as she collapsed against my chest.  “Oh god I can feel you throbbing, that’s so hot.”  Picking her up, I flipped her onto her back and with our loins still joined we proceeded to kiss tenderly.  Melissa wrapped her arms around my head and her legs around my hips as she pulled me in to her.  “I need more, give me more, please don’t stop.”  We kissed for a good fifteen minutes like lovers.

I could tell she was trying to drift back into her dream world where she had no responsibility for what she had just let happen to her.  My cock, which was still embedded inside of Melissa, miraculously started coming back to life again.  Rising again so soon was usual for me after two orgasms but her pussy was still milking my cock and wouldn’t allow me to deflate completely.  It didn’t hurt that I had taken a little blue pill when we arrived at my place.

“Oh yes, I can feel you getting hard again.  Please give me more, I want more,” she mumbled.  I couldn’t pass up this opportunity so I begrudgingly pulled out of her milking pussy. “NOOO, put it back!” she demanded.

“You have an incredible pussy Melissa, I have no intention in staying out of it for long.  Follow me to my bedroom.  We can continue our affair in there.”  She slowly followed me to the other room knowing that her pussy was going to get fucked more.  As she walked, cum started running out of her pussy and I saw a drop hit the floor.

The couch seemed more distant and less real, this was another man’s bed.  The word “affair” that I spoke weighed heavily on her.   In her worse nightmares she had never imagined going to another man’s bed to commit adultery so willingly.  She loved Kevin, but this was pure animalistic lust that she yearned for and she knew she had to have it again.

When she entered my bedroom, she again looked at me, her eyes asking me what I wanted.   “Get in my bed, Melissa.”  She moved to the bed and laid on her back, automatically spreading her married legs for me.  I crawled between her thighs and told her “put it in.”

Keeping eye contact, she slowly wrapped her fingers around my shaft and guided me to her well used, overflowing pussy.  Rubbing it between her blood engorged lips, she tried guiding me inside of her, lifting her hips to help.  After only a moment, I felt her forcefully pull at my cock demanding that I enter her.  When I didn’t penetrate her fully, she wrapped both legs around my hips and grabbed my ass with both hands forcing me inside of her body.  I heard her moan…”yessss”…completing her seduction to the fullest.     

Melissa was fully aware but the hemp in her body was still keeping her in a light dream state where her actions didn’t seem totally real.  My cock started thrusting slowly in and out of her soaked pussy while holding her head so she would look me in the eyes.  I wanted her to see who was fucking her, or more specifically who wasn’t.  We started to fuck each other harder and harder driving my bare, unprotected cock into her depths.

The look of panic would occasionally appear on Melissa’s face as she kept fighting the demons within.  I didn’t bother being gentle.  Melissa didn’t want a man to make love to her so I was fucking her.  I slammed into her body hard and fast, thrusting into her with all my might, occasionally hitting her cervix and getting a moan on each thrust.  This time there was no pretense on my part.  I was fucking the girl who I had been wanting to seduce for months.  I was finally between her thighs and was giving her everything I had.

After several minutes of missionary sex I pulled out and turned her with her ass up and her head down.  My cock easily split her pussy lips allowing me to penetrate her fully in one thrust.  She just kept on moaning and pleading for more.   

“Yes, oh my god I love it.  Give it to me, please don’t stop, fuck me!”

Melissa’s hips were perfect hand grips allowing me to pull her to me as hard as I wanted.  My hand slid over her soft skin until my thumb found her other hidden treasure.  I began slipping my thumb into her and almost continued until thinking, “I’ll make this a goal for another time along with eating this pussy.”

I surprised myself by not exploding as soon as I saw her ass sticking up before me.  It was a sight of near perfection and the main source of my obsession in mounting this vixen. “Kevin my boy,” I thought, “you are one hell of a lucky man.  I hope you don’t mind me borrowing this on occasion.”

My balls began to boil and I was starting to lose control.  I turned her over one more time so I could finish with a grand finale.  When I pulled out to turn her she gasped and moaned “No, please…”  Lying on her back, Melissa bent easily as I pushed both of her legs into her chest.  Her feet landed around my neck perfectly so I could hold her in place.  I then penetrated her for the final lap.  The only thing moving was my hips as they thrust forward into her depths.  The bed helped out also by throwing her body back onto my cock.

Surprisingly I didn’t last as long as I usually would.  Her pussy by now was so incredibly tight that she was almost pushing me out on every thrust.  There was no way I could stop myself from unloading everything I had inside of her.  Melissa read the signals of what was about to happen when suddenly her eyes grew large and her mouth dropped as she had one final moment of total and complete clarity.

No, please don’t!” she shouted,  just as I shot my load and ground my cock into her married, cheating pussy as deep as I could.  The sperm violently slammed into her cunt successfully soiling Melissa’s marriage vows and triggering a final orgasm that shook her to the core.  I kept my cock lodged deep inside of her as I rode out her contractions until she finally came down.  Right before passing out asleep, she blurted out one last concern.

You’re not my husband…

The insides of Melissa’s vaginal walls were thoroughly saturated with ejaculate clear up to her uterus.  Finally, after several minutes of reeling in the feel of her pussy muscles as they squeezed the final drops from me,  my cock slipped out.  Some but not all of my seed was pushed out of her cunt from the tightness of her vaginal muscles.  Grabbing  my cell phone, I sent Kim a video of my deposit leaking from Melissa’s pussy as it soaked the sheets.  I didn’t get a response from Kim until much later, telling me that she was having fun herself.

When Melissa woke not long after, I had already put her panties on so they could trap the remaining cum inside of her body.  The rest had leaked out down her ass and onto my bed.  I called a buddy to give me a ride from her place so I could drive her home in her own car since she was in no condition to drive.

The drive to her house was very quiet as she contemplated on what had just happened.  Melissa didn’t know what to think.  All she knew was that her nipples were still hard from arousal.   Her pussy was still throbbing from the fucking that she just had with a man who wasn’t her beloved husband.  She could still feel my cock embedded deep inside of her.  It didn’t help that she could still feel the cum saturating her panties as it leaked from her pussy.

She felt incredibly slutty.  Melissa’s hair was messed up, her makeup was smeared, the shirt was half buttoned and her bra was in her purse.

Only 60 miles away, her loving and loyal husband had no idea that his wife had committed an act of betrayal to their wedding vows.  How could she let this happen?  Melissa had never in her dreams thought she would ever cheat on her husband but she could still taste the evidence on her tongue and feel it between her legs.

The throbbing between Melissa’s legs wasn’t going to go away overnight and no matter how long of a shower she took, soap could never wash away the memory of what she had done.  Her husband was going to be gone for several more days and I wasn’t finished with her yet.

Finally, I received a text back from Kim.  “Hey sorry took so long.  I’ve been busy;)  I’ll be staying the night.  Don’t worry I’ll have company if you know what I mean.  Luv you..  BTW, you better change the sheets by the time I get home.  I take it she squirted…”

I didn’t tell her about the couch.

An Affair or Addiction

I was going to put this into my blog but it went from an encounter to a whole story.  The true stuff is hotter than fiction.


“I would never have sex with another married man, NEVER!! Omg that’s just wrong, disgusting, what a whore!  A woman who would have sex with a married man knowingly is a tramp!  I may be a slut but I’m not a whore.   My line is drawn at married men.  I won’t let them use me to get off or use me to replace their wife.  How dare he look at another woman sexually.  My morality won’t ever let me do that.”

Yes that was me, I said all of that and more.  So why am I all of a sudden THAT woman?  That’s right.  I am the woman that I despised.  Let me just say it here…

I am having an..(cough, cough) affair with a married man.  There, I said it, yes I am that woman. Well, I’m sucking off a married man at least. Ugh!  Sex is sex, vaginal, anal or oral.  It is sex.

How could I do it?  How could I willingly and knowingly have a sexual relationship with a married man?  Maybe it’s because i’m not the one cheating.  It’s not like i’m doing anything behind my husbands back.  In fact he likes it.  My coworker is the one having an affair.  Should that even matter?  If you followed what I said in the first paragraph then no, it shouldn’t.

It’s a long story so I’ll try to be very short.  It’s my husband’s fault!!  Okay, okay maybe not but actually it is.  My husband, me and my now…lover, that still sounds wrong, used to work in the same building as each other and as you know my husband loves to share me with other men.

I thought I was immune to married men.  Until one guy who I’m not really attracted to and whom I went to lunch with daily, with 2 other men, started to get to me.  No he didn’t try to come on to me or seduce me as such, he was just one of the three guys who liked to banter back and forth with me.  They always liked to talk about my ass and would tease me daily on how my ass should be for sale…but we won’t get into that.

The day it actually started was when my husband talked to the man in question. The guy told hubby that he almost got a handful of my ass earlier.   He said all he needed to do was turn his hand and grab  me and that he had the almost uncontrollable urge to do just that.  After hubby laughed and told him to next time go for it, he did just that.

We were alone and working when M came up behind me and said he had been wanting to do something.  Without saying another word he just grabbed my ass!  Not a small grab either nor was it a grope.  He was careful to put his full palm onto my backside and just hold it there barely moving and gently squeezed it as if memorizing what my ass felt like.  All I could do was stand there getting instantly wet.  My excitement went from zero to 10 in an instant.

M noticed my lack of reaction and I’m sure the low guttural moan coming from me helped a little. It lasted only about 10 seconds but that seemed like a long time.  He then asked if that was okay.  When I said “oh yeah…” it was on.  M continued to feel me up for the rest of the week every chance he could get.  I not only allowed it but encouraged him by walking up to him and turning my derrière towards his hands.

Not only did he continue to touch my ass, he also figured why not get a touch of my breasts.  That same week he walked up behind me for his ass grab but while his hand was busy getting a touch, his other hand went to my shoulder.  His hand snaked down my front until he was fully cupping my very aroused titty.  by the end of the week his hand had slipped into the bra and I must say, if there was an art to nipple stimulation then he went to college and graduated nipple arousal 101.

He was so good at playing with my nipples he actually gave me an orgasm with nipple stimulation while his cock was in my a few weeks after his first fondle.

My husband was eating up everything that happened.  Just about every night I was getting sexually satisfied as I told him what happened and how I wanted M to keep touching me.

The blowjobs started out easily enough.  Over the first weekend, hubs and I talked about it and he suggested that I tell my co-worker that I “need” to get something out of the car.  It was dark when we worked so nobody would see and if we were bold enough we would both get what we wanted.

The Monday came and I walked up to my co-worker and asked him to help me with something in my car as planned.  When we got there, I opened the back seat door and leaned inside for nothing.  Seeing his chance, he grabbed my ass and got the best feel.  I moaned and told him that it felt good before turning and grabbing his cock right through his pants.  He asked if I wanted to get inside and of course I did.

Only a few minutes later, my mouth was full of his hot creamy jizz with my eyes rolling into the back of my head.  I swallowed every drop he shot into my mouth and let me tell you it was substantial.  A few minutes later we were back inside, doing our jobs as if it never happened.

I didn’t believe what I had done! I had just helped a married man cheat on his wife and I loved it.

This was something I never saw happening but it did.  Yes, I was the seducer and my husband was the instigator but M could have said no.

For the next 4 days I proceeded to suck him off six times! That’s right.  In the back of the vehicle I took a married man’s cock into my mouth six times and swallowed his married cum all six times.  His potential children right down the gullet.  I was hooked and couldn’t stop.  We did it in the morning while it was still dark.  Right after work we were at it again in the same parking lot where anybody could have walked by.

Around a month later we had become smarter.  After work we drove across the street so I could do my thing out of site of our workplace. I had sucked him I think around twenty times.  I had become a cum whore before my eyes and I couldn’t figure out how or why.  My husband was reaping the rewards also.

I was constantly turned on.   When my mouth was still fresh with another man’s cum,  I would come home and ravish my husband.  He was still encouraging me every step of the way.

Then IT happened, yes you know what.  We were in our secluded spot across the street while his cock was in my throat when he asked if I wanted more.  A minute later he was laying back watching as I mounted his cock, not stopping until he was balls deep inside my pussy. While I rode my new married, cheating boy toy, it was understood that under no circumstances was I going to let him up until he painted the inside of my pussy with his married cum.

I rode his cock for only about 5 minutes before he couldn’t handle it anymore.  Who can blame him for having such a short fuse.  His cock belonged to another woman and here he was, buried inside of another married woman that wasn’t his own.  He groaned out his orgasm which only made me cum harder.  While he pumped me full, I could feel his cock surging inside of me filling me full of his potent seed.

While driving home all I could think of was “I did it.”  I fucked a married man in the back seat of my car.   I was taking a married man’s cum home that was still deep inside of me.  As I rode him, my panties had been pulled to the side for quick entry.  After he shot inside of me I just pulled my panties back into place so the cum never had a chance to leak out as of yet.

That was it, I was officially having an affair with a married man.  I helped him cheat on his loving wife that he still loved thank goodness.  I know that the concept will be alien to some but yes a man or woman can have an affair and still love their spouse.  I wasn’t going to do anything to screw up my marriage and he knew that, so I think he felt safe with me.

Maybe I am giving him what he doesn’t get at home, I haven’t asked.  I love to swallow cum.  My husband loves to hear about my escapades and I am helping to get off a married man so he doesn’t get with a woman who might want him emotionally instead of just sexually.  I know, reaching.

That was two years ago and I have no intention on stopping.  As long as he wants me to swallow his cum, I’m willing to do it for him.  I can’t count how many times we have hooked up at work and across the street.  My husbands likes to count my sexual encounters and says I have taken over 70 cum loads into my belly.  We have only fucked a few times since I think my mouth is what he craves.  He obviously gets pussy from his wife and uses me for what he doesn’t get which is fine with me.

I feel bad about him cheating on his wife.  Do I feel like a heel for doing it?  Yes.  Do I feel like I have betrayed another man’s wife?  Of course. Worse of all is that we know each other.  My husband and I have visited them at their home and gone to lunch together for goodness sakes.

There is one thing I know I cannot do and that is stop.  I don’t know why.  There is something about being desired by another man especially when he is married.  It’s not even that I can’t stop, it’s that I don’t want to.  Extramarital sex is a drug and the addiction is real.  I can finally understand how people have affairs and can’t seem to stop going back for more, even after they have sworn the other person off to save their own relationship.  The feeling really is intense.

So am I slut or a whore?  Slut definitely, a whore?  Call me what you want.  Do I care?  No I don’t. What’s weird is that we have never kissed.  We don’t talk intimately and still have no emotional ties with each other.  He has never told me anything about his marriage or his wife and I have never asked.

There were a few months when M and his wife were trying to have another baby.  I layed off trying to get him in my belly so his seed can get inside of the proper place which was within his wife’s overy’s. We were only able to abstain from our oral fun for two weeks.  After that I was back to swallowing his potential children.

I guess we should have also abstained from meeting almost daily just so I could get my ass grabbing and nipple stimulation.  M tried staying true to his wife several times but he would always cave in to my oral talents.

So as long as we are still “friends” with benefits only, we will be just fine.  I would love to find out if his wife likes to taste the fairer sex.  I would love that;)

Kisses, Kara

Back Seat Rendezvous

The other night hubby and I went to a sports bar to meet a guy we kinda chatted with online.  The online was through a swingers site so we knew what we here meeting for.

When we arrived, we chatted with the guy for a good long time which was about 45 minutes.  Nothing was really going anywhere and I figured that we would end up going our separate ways and hubby & I would go home to satisfy ourselves.

He was a really great guy but I just wasn’t feeling it.  Well, my husband wasn’t having any of that.  We were saying our goodbyes when hubby asked him to walk me to my car while he used the restroom.  It’s his little thing he does to try to jumpstart me with a lover.  Crude but effective.  LOL.  He takes his time and allows the other guy to be alone with me.

Hubby was taking a long time coming out so S took my hand and asked where my car was.  We parked a ways away (another hubby thing;)) While walking he put his arms around me and I started getting a tingling feeling between my legs.  Man my husband is good.  When we reached the car I looked around and still didn’t see my husband so we kept talking.  Hubby told me later,  when he came out of the restaurant, he didn’t see me until he looked at the car. There he saw two people in a lovers embrace locked at the lips.

I guess we were making out so hard, that if I was lucid, I would have been totally embarrassed.  It was a good thing we parked in the back area or we may have been arrested for public indecency.

I didn’t know what had happened exactly except that S asked if he could give me a good night kiss.  What a kiss that turned out to be!  My body went from zero to 60 in a single heartbeat.

Hubby told me, when he saw my hand caressing his cock through his pants and S had his hand fully on my ass, he had better say something.  All I heard was, “you two may want to get in the car if you want to continue.”  I didn’t come down from my sexual haze a bit.  I just got into the back seat and we started making out harder.   Our hands were all over each other.  Not long afterwards, my shirt was open and the clasp of my bra came free.  His lips were sucking my breasts and licking my nipples and I didn’t even know where I was.

Hubby was outside walking around (laughing at me) watching so that we didn’t get caught.  We were parked at the end of the parking lot facing a main street but were off enough that nobody could see.  It was also dark enough thank goodness.

Later, hubs told me that the next thing he saw after walking around for a few minutes and coming back to the car was that my head had disappeared  and that we were not making out anymore.  He came closer to the back seat and saw that my face was in his lap and was now cock deep in my throat.

Well this goodnight was turning out to be something more for sure.  I was in a fog that I didn’t know could fall into.  Having public sex was something that was a big no no for me and hubby was thoroughly enjoying watching it happen.

I guess while S and I were going at it another guy left in his truck only two vehicles away.  Hubs doesn’t now if we were seen or not.  S got his hand in my pants and soon had my pants on the floor of the car with one leg out.

Next thing hubby saw was a lot of movement.  He approached the car and saw me sitting on S’s lap.  He didn’t realize yet that I had taken his cock and slid him inside of my unprotected pussy and was fucking myself with his bare cock.  S then took the initiative and got me on my hands and knees.  He fucked me from behind until I yelled for him to fill me full of his cum.

I don’t know what came over me!  S told me that he thought the good night kiss was going to be just that, a goodnight kiss.  We were both glad that more happened.

When it was all over, I had a belly full of yet another man’s sperm and my pussy was overflowing with the same man’s cum.  As I was driven home in silence, I’m sure hubby smiled the whole way back.

Wife on Fire

Many women consider the word slut to be a derogatory term for a woman. The words stud and slut have basically the same meaning which can be defined in one word, promiscuous. The difference is, men get to wear stud as a badge of honor where us women are forced to wear the phrase slut in shame. I was one of those who frowned at promiscuous women. Well, with situations changing the way they have with my sex life, I have had a change of heart. I now wear the term as a badge of honor.

You will need to read the prior stories to catch yourself up. I was basically a virgin bride whose husband developed a voyeuristic kink. He saw in me what I couldn’t see. My husband saw me as a sexy woman who loved good, hard, dirty sex. I on the other hand, thought being the good, Christian woman with high moral standards, didn’t get caught up with the need for sex.

Never in my wildest dreams would I ever even considered being both. I was on my high horse and nothing was going to make me into a deviant for sex. Good girls didn’t fuck, they made love with their husbands so extra-marital sex was totally off the table.

Every two years my guard would fall and would allow myself to be seduced into another extramarital tryst. This time was no exception. Rick was the Assistant Manager to my husband. He was fresh out of the Marines and yes he was cute. The first time I saw him was when I went to have lunch with hubby at his work. Upon being introduced to Rick, I felt a slight tingle behind my bra. No, not between my legs, my nipple started to tingle and yes just one. Women stuff.

It wasn’t like I wanted to tear his clothes off and let him take me or anything, but I did notice him. Apparently my husband saw that I noticed and since he likes to take it slow with me he didn’t mention it. He didn’t have to actually because I grilled him on all the stats about Rick. I found out Rick had a thing for petite girls. His girlfriend who was petite like me but several years younger. Rick I think was around the age of 22 so his hormones were in full swing.

I guess Rick noticed me also when we met. Being right out of the Marines, he told my husband straight up, that he had a smoking hot wife. Rick kept asking questions about me, nothing brazen or anything, he was just curious. Hubby of course would feed the curiosity and soon enough turned it into a desire.

During the next several months, hubby would come home and tell me what Rick and him talked about. I got to the point where I was hungry for the information. As a woman, I always wanted to know why someone thought I was attractive so I could keep doing it. It’s different when your husband says you’re hot, that’s their duty, or it should be. It’s totally something else when another man says you’re attractive.

Conversations seemed to steer a lot around marriage and sex. He wanted to know how good sex was after so many years of being tied down. I guess when you’re single and just starting out, 10 years is a long time. The conversations got to the point where Rick knew pretty much everything about our sex life.

Rick would ask what positions I liked the best, how often we made love and was it becoming routine. He wanted to get married someday but would hear about how the sex gets boring after a while. Now my sex life was none of Rick’s business but the more he asked the more he was told, and the more he was told the more aroused I became.

More months passed and before I even knew it, the bedroom conversations were about Rick. I was being asked, “what if Rick came over” or “what if he left me alone with Rick and he came on to me.” I was getting aroused with the talk of another man having their way with me. I was liking it. Sex was always hot during these talks.

Then hubby told me that Rick knew that I have had extra-marital sex relations with other men. I was a little offended that he felt he could talk so casually with another guy and share our most intimate secrets. I honestly don’t even know if I was more worried that he would try to share me again or more scared that he wouldn’t.

At the time, I had stumbled across and was reading stories about sex and believe it or not was cyber sexting online with men. At first I was doing it with the suggestion of hubs for when we were home and in the mood for some kinky fun. I would chat with guys which in turn would get us both going and we would end up in bed fucking like rabbits.

For some unknown reason to even me, I started cybersexting  when hubby was working late. I would be at our desk at home having sexual conversations with strange men while touching myself.  At the time, even the joy of masturbation was taboo to me but I found myself touching my body a lot more that I ever had.

Hubby told me it was a huge turn on knowing what I was doing when he wasn’t home. Some guys I chatted with were very graphic and they would help get me off the most often. A lot of times after I orgasmed, I would shut the computer off in embarrassment at how hard I came. In my mind, I knew it was wrong but after a while I couldn’t help myself. The excitement of knowing that other men wanted to do to me drove me to do even more.

One night, hubby came home and told me that Rick would like to watch me cyber with men on the computer to see what it was all about. I thought why would he want to do that and what on earth would make me agree to doing it? Now I was really nervous. I didn’t want anybody to know that I did such things and I wasn’t the happiest woman to find out that another man knew what I did in the privacy of my own bedroom. One night he wanted to come home from work with Rick so he could see for himself what I do. For some strange reason I was turned on at the prospect of someone watching me and I guess my perverse sense of exhibitionism got to me for the very first time. I said yes with stipulations.

The rules were, under no circumstances would I have sex with Rick and there was to be no intimate touching. He could come in and watch me cyber but I would have my clothes on at all times. If by chance, I got turned on to the point where I felt comfortable enough, I would allow him to masturbate. Hubby argued that it wasn’t fair to let him jerk off without something to look at and a place for his cum so I agreed to letting him see my naked breasts and possibly cum on them. I told him, take it or leave it.

Can you believe how naive I still was? In my mind I was probably one of the easiest seductions out there and I actually thought I could just sit back, cyber sex with strange men while a hot guy that knew my sordid background sat there and watched me play with myself. I must have been insane to believe I could behave like a puritan under those circumstances.

My husband looked at me as if I went over the deep end but agreed to my terms. He knew that there was no way I would be happy with my own scenario. I felt it was “safe” to let him come over since he had a girlfriend because I surely wouldn’t allow a guy to use me to cheat. Even with the fact that he was taken, I did finally give in to one concession. I figured just in case I wasn’t strong enough to hold back, I could maybe use my mouth on Rick’s cock until he was ready to cum, then he could finish on my tits. Apparently to me, oral sex with a topless woman wasn’t cheating?

The fateful day finally came on a Saturday night after work. Hubby followed him to his place so he could take a quick shower before he came over. Around 9pm I was at my computer chatting with some guys and was already turned on from the sex talk of men wanting to shove their cocks inside my pussy. I had already helped a few guys cum while we chatted as I had my hand down my jeans between typing. And I wasn’t going to let Rick touch me? That’s a laugh!

A half hour before Rick was supposedly going to drop by, I started getting really nervous and felt I might have a panic attack. What was I thinking? Was I actually going to go through with this? Actually masturbate in front of another man? It wasn’t like he was coming over to watch how I make a recipe or anything normal. He was going to watch me while I got intimate with myself. It would have been better if they just came in and we talked about what I did but I knew that wasn’t what they wanted.

They wanted to see how far I would go, to see if I would have the guts to actually play around with the guys online while they were in the same room. After a while I even talked myself out of doing it. I had no intention of going through with the masturbation idea. But that was before they arrived. Funny how your mind and body can fight with each other and if history has taught me anything, it’s that my body always wins.

The sound of hubby’s car arrived but I could also heard another car pull in behind him. My heart started racing with excitement and nervousness especially since I was in the middle of chatting with a guy who wanted to do some really dirty things to me. Good thing I remembered to button my jeans so they didn’t realize what I had been up to while I waited for them. I was in a trance when they walked in and hubby told me I had a very lusty look in my eyes. My daze finally broke so and I shook myself out of my sexual haze so I could finally say hi.

After some small talk, I let Rick read some of what I was doing, how embarrassing. The guy was still giving me messages and I for some reason felt obligated to respond to him while Rick watched.  Something about needing him to shove his big cock balls deep inside my tight wet pussy was said while Rick watched. Rick asked me how turned on I was and if I had been masturbating before they arrived. I lied and told him I was fairly turned on and that I hadn’t masturbated.

I spoke with a matter of fact voice, not a voice that you hear from a girl who needed cock inside her. My “deal” was still in place so I played down my arousal the best I could but inside my jeans, my vagina was pulsating as blood rushed to my clit and my pussy lubricated itself. My body knew what was going to happen before I did. It didn’t help that the seam of my jeans between my legs was rubbing me just right.

Rick wanted to know if all the talk was turning me on and I told him yes. When he asked me to show him how I touched myself I couldn’t lift my eyes from the screen and my heart started racing faster. After only a short time I felt myself slowly unbuttoning my pants, eventually sliding my hand down to rub my pussy which I found to be extremely wet.

I was typing with one hand now and was getting more and more turned on. A few more things were said to the guy on the computer until I couldn’t focus anymore. My orgasm was coming fast without me even touching myself for very long and suddenly an earth shattering orgasm hit me right in front of Rick, my legs shot out, I threw my head back and let out a squeal that told the guys that they were going to win and win big. There was nothing I could do but ride it out until I came down. That was the first time I had ever masturbated with another guy watching besides my husband. At the time, I didn’t even feel comfortable doing it in front of him. That’s why I did it when he was at work.

Rick couldn’t believe how strong my orgasm looked and told me how hot I was to do it for him. I was mortified at what I had just done and aroused at the same time. My clitoris was pulsating and there was no way it was going to come down anytime soon. I guess being watched was a thing for me? They told me to tell the guy what I had just done, that I just came with the two guys watching. Hubby then directed me to also tell the guy what happens if anything does. I could barely move much less type but I did my best to act like it was no big deal, then I froze.

I felt a hand on my shoulder gently touch me. At first it was hubby’s hands massaging me, then I felt the hands change and realized it was Rick. Emotions swept through me, mostly erotic confusion. Focus Kara, focus, is all I could think about. His hands softly slid down my arm with just his finger tips then up my arm, shoulder then neck. My head leaned back against his stomach as his hands went to the front of my throat, up my cheeks and around, down to my shoulders again, hubby told me to type so I told the stranger that I had someone’s hands touching me.

C’mon Kara focus…No sex…

My nipples were tingling and my clit was throbbing from the recent orgasm as Rick turned my body to full erotic mode. I felt a strong surge in my loins as I felt his breath on my neck then again his hand reached around my throat grabbing me firmly, holding me until I felt his lips on my neck kissing me lightly and gently biting my skin before moving to my cheek. The man asked what he was doing now and I was barely able to tell him my husband’s co-worker was kissing my neck. The computer then blared at me.

“Are you going to let him fuck you?”

I didn’t say a word, I couldn’t. I just stared at the computer while Rick remained attached to my neck sucking, marking me so I would remember him the next morning when I looked into the mirror. My husband started kissing the other side of my neck at the same time. Completely unfair! I had two men nibbling on me as I turned to jelly. Finally I had the strength to type one last thing.

“I have to go.”

I pushed the keyboard away and closed my eyes while I heard my husband’s voice.

“Kiss him.”

My mouth was already open from my heavy breathing as Rick touched his fingers to my chin. He turned my head towards him and our lips touched for the first time. His mouth slowly devoured mine as a jolt went through my body hitting my clit dead center then traveling to my nipples making them so hard they hurt.

Oh god I’m losing this! My hands just lied there at my sides unable to move as Rick made out with this married woman who was losing the battle of fidelity.

I then felt a hand on my breast and no longer cared who’s hand it was. I don’t know how or who did it but I do remember that my shirt and bra were gone and I had two pairs of lips and two tongues on both nipples sending me to another world. Every lick went straight to my clit as if attached at the nerves.

I was still sitting in the chair facing the computer. My legs were grinding together as little moans escaped my lips. I heard a shuffling and suddenly felt something soft and smooth on my cheek. I knew what it was but kept my eyes closed as Rick lightly and slowly rubbed the spongy head over my cheek, chin, then to my lips.

Another moan escaped as I turned to his cock letting it trace my mouth as if he was rubbing lipstick onto me, but instead it was a slick moist fluid that coated my lips. I couldn’t help myself as my tongue automatically left my mouth licking the pre-cum like it was sweet nectar. Rick pushed forward past my lips and teeth. I cradled his cock with my tongue as he entered my mouth. I didn’t move, allowing him to push his cock into me and take it out again. In, out, my tongue cradling him, coating his cock with my saliva.

I don’t know how but I came to my senses enough to remember where I was, for at least a moment.

“I’ll suck you but you have to cum on my chest, that’s all, my pants stay on.”

“That’s fine” he said.

Of course he knew he was going to be inside me, they just let me play the game I wanted to play and let things happen as they did. Deep down I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. The cock that was in my mouth would soon be pushing inside my married pussy. I guess I didn’t want to look too eager or slutty. I didn’t want to let them know that they could have done anything to me at that moment and I would not have had the strength to resist nor the desire to do so.

Rick moved me to the bed and sat on the corner as I dropped to my knees in front of him in submission. His pants were barely down his legs while I stroked his cock and massaged his balls memorizing the look and feel. His pre-cum was still flowing out of his penis so I stuck my tongue out to lick the tip. I wasn’t fond of cum but in the heat of the moment I apparently will do pretty much anything.

Rick’s hand went to the back of my head and suddenly his cock was at the back of my throat. He didn’t push my head down his cock, just a little pressure to encourage me to go for it. He was on the small side so I was able to deep throat him each time I took him in. I licked up and down his shaft to his shaven balls which was the first time I ever felt smooth balls on my tongue. They had a very erotic feel to them so I made a mental note to mention it to hubby.

Just a blowjob, get a little cum on my tits from this younger guy and send him home happy. Uh huh… I was getting good at lying to myself. I never felt coerced into doing anything up to this point, in fact I knew I could have stopped it at any time. Rick already knew I had been with other men sexually and I knew him fairly well so I didn’t feel pressured in any way. I was just going to get some more oral experience. I also couldn’t be the cause of his arousal then just send him home for his girlfriend to take care of could I? No, he was my responsibility.

I was enjoying Rick’s cock in my mouth as I sucked him off. His balls were huge and I would later find out, full of cum. Swallowing was pretty gross to me back then so I had no intention of doing it now. Yes, I know that I’ve done it a few times before but that doesn’t mean I liked it. Rick encouraged me to use my tongue and lips. He told me how good my mouth felt, telling me to keep sucking. A man, practically a stranger was the first man to teach me how he liked to be pleased and I was going to do my best to satisfy him.

Rick was playing with my breasts and nipples driving me crazy with lust. Hubby of course told him how sensitive they were and how much touching them affected me. He pulled them and flicked my nipples until I was certain I was going to have a nipple orgasm. My husband friend then reached for my pants and I didn’t even resist when he got my jeans open as far as they could go pushing them down completely to get to my ass, unfortunately for him he couldn’t get very far with me kneeling before him.

Rick wanted to see more of my body and since I figured the more turned on he got, the quicker I got his cum on my tits, so without his cock leaving my mouth, I pushed my pants off my ass so he could get a good look. I slid them down to my knees, keeping my panties intact where they belonged. I sucked his cock like it was my last meal until he said he needed me to slow down because he was getting close to coming. Well, that was the whole point wasn’t it? I wanted a quickie but the feel of another man’s cock inside my mouth was really driving me to do more. He wanted to enjoy it as long as possible and had no intention of ending it so soon.

I almost felt a panic when Rick pulled me up making his cock pop out from between my sucking lips. Nothing was said as he lifted me to standing and kissed me fully on the lips again parting them with his tongue. We made out passionately for several minutes as he maneuvered his hands to my back, gently stroking my naked skin then eventually down to squeeze and fondle my ass. Rick sucked my tits for a while between playing tongue hockey and I felt his hand on my pussy through my soaking wet panties as my legs parted almost automatically.

He pushed my legs aside and went right for the entrance of my pussy, shoving two fingers into the folds making me almost collapse. My soon to be lover guided me onto the bed while his fingers pushed deeper into me. My jeans were pulled the rest of the way off until they dropped to the floor as Rick continued kissing me and moving my body to the center of my bed where he planned on keeping me. Pretty sure I had a few mini orgasms while he licked and sucked my nipples as his fingers swished around inside me. I was in another world while my body was touched and manipulated by a master.

I must have been a site to see, a married woman on her back yet again with another guy lying beside me, kissing me, playing with my breasts as his fingers were buried inside my married pussy. The guys I’m sure could hear the sloshing of my vagina as he brought me to multiple orgasms, making me practically wet the bed. Over and over again I would just say “yes, yes”, as I felt him put his weight down on top of me. He had removed his shirt but his pants were still just below his butt so I started pushing them lower so he could get to me. I was giving him full access to the inevitable.

I didn’t have a care in the world.  My body wanted this and so did my mind.  There was no way I could have resisted even if I wanted to, and let me make it perfectly clear, I did not want to resist anymore. My body was his to do as he pleased. He could have done anything and I would have gone along with it. If hubby had a problem, it was his fault for asking him over to watch me “masturbate.”

Rick and I continued our sexual frenzy with our hands caressing each other while our mouths exchanged saliva. We maneuvered our bodies into the right position for him to take me. My legs were spread wide waiting, my tits and neck had hickeys and my nipples were diamond hard. I heard myself tell him, “I need you inside me.” It wasn’t a want or a request. I needed his cock inside me fucking me. “Just give it to me already” I thought.

I reached for his cock between us, grabbing it and guiding him between my pussy lips. I coating the opening with his pre-cum that was flowing out of his cock head. Oh Lord he had a lot of pre-cum! My pussy gave no resistance as the head pushed the lips aside penetrating my most intimate passage. I felt my eyes roll into my head as my mouth dropped open.

At that moment I had an orgasm on Rick’s cock, not just any cum but an intense full body orgasm that felt so good it almost made me cry. The feeling of how wrong it was to have my pussy spasm around another man’s penis is undeniably one of the hottest and most intense emotions a married woman could ever experience. My body didn’t care who it was, it was just happy to be getting cock.

My legs stiffened, my fingers probably made deep indentations onto Rick’s back and I’m sure the veins in my neck looked like they were going to explode along with the rest of my body. I wrapped my arms and legs around Rick and dug my fingers into his ass cheeks pulling him in as deep as he could go as he started thrusting inside me.

My pussy was more than ready and sucked him right in. In between thrusts, we managed to kick the rest of his clothes off and somehow my panties were removed. I was naked with another man between my legs that wasn’t my husband. This was becoming a habit.

We fucked like that for who knows how long, I really have no idea. The kissing didn’t stop and my lips were getting sore. We changed positions frequently with him suddenly pulling his wet cock out of me, flipping me over then sinking right back into me again. Each time I was penetrated in a new position I would orgasm instantly.

Rick felt this was a chance of a lifetime and he wasn’t going to miss out on feeling me every way he could. His hands roamed constantly over my tits, pussy and ass, up my legs, down my arms. He was memorizing the day he actually got to fuck another man’s wife, the feel, taste and smell of a taken woman, a woman that wasn’t his. I think every man has the desire to take what isn’t his, right or wrong. To take ownership of another man’s woman even for a brief moment of uninhibited, unbridled fucking. He was overloading my touch receptors but in a good way. I was brought to so many orgasms that they seemed like only one, with short moments of sanity in between.

I saw movement and looked up as hubby was coming into the room. I’m a bit ashamed to say, but up to this point I didn’t even realize my husband had left me alone. My arousal was so high that I was totally removed from reality. Rick’s cock and what it was doing to me was all that mattered at the moment.

At the time, Rick was on top of my body with my face down and ass up off the bed with him hammering into me, his balls slapping my clitoris on each thrust. When he saw hubby come in, he moved me onto my side with him behind me. Rick held my legs open with his leg so hubby could see his cock sawing into his wife over and over again bringing me off constantly. Rick turned my head so I could give him my tongue to suck.

I know why he wanted me in that position, we wanted my husband to see his cock penetrating his wife and for him to see his wife being taken and kissed by another man. Rick wanted him to see his wife being used like a slut. It turns out, that’s exactly what hubby wanted to see. It was as if it was all choreographed perfectly, yes they were a good team. Our frenzy had slowed down a little as he slowly ground his cock into my drenched pussy while I pushed my ass back to meet him.

Hubby watched us for a while longer until he decided he had seen enough and joined in. He presented his nice juicy piece of meat to me and I greedily took his cock into my mouth which I hungrily devoured. Now I was really in heaven with two delicious cocks sawing into me.

After several minutes, Rick was getting to the point of no return and wanted me to suck him while hubby fucked me from behind. I got on all fours while Rick got in front of me standing next to the bed presenting his cock to my mouth so I was tasting my juices as hubby penetrated my well fucked pussy and pounded me from behind. It would have been easy to let Rick soil my pussy with his cum but he instead wanted to take advantage of the situation of violating a married woman’s mouth. Hubs must have told him about my fear of swallowing sperm.


The guys had a pretty good tempo going. Hubby was holding onto my hips pulling me back while Rick held onto my tits and shoulders pulling me towards him. I was being impaled at both ends and I loved it. It was pretty sexy thinking about it. I was the tool they were using to basically masturbate themselves.

As usual during good sex, the lust of the moment was priority. He asked if I was ready to be filled and since I was stuffed at both ends, I just muffled a “MmmHmmm.” Then it happened! They both started moaning that they were cumming and suddenly I was being filled at the same time making my pussy spasm right along with them. Oh my!! I can’t say how turned on I was and how hot it felt knowing what was happening to my body. My once innocent body was taking cum from both ends, getting my pussy filled with hot cum while my husband’s co-worker unleashed rope after rope of hot male sperm into my sucking mouth.

I didn’t have a choice but to take it down my throat. Five massive ropes of cum shot into my open mouth before he finally quit gushing. Who knew a man’s balls could hold that much cum! The bigger the balls the bigger the load I guess? Who knows.  A little semen drained out of the corners of my mouth and some got on my hand but it was quickly licked it up and swallowed it like it was white chocolate. My husband told me it was the sexiest thing ever, seeing me literally drink another man’s cum without even flinching. He didn’t know I would have drowned if I didn’t! Not that I didn’t enjoy it, I did, maybe a little too much.


Rick had the instant hots for Kara from the start. He wasn’t shy about telling me his thoughts about her. He chose his words carefully but it was obvious that his thoughts were of him pounding her pussy from behind.  No man can resist that fine ass.  I eventually told Rick how I had shared her with a few guys sexually. Then I asked if he would like a chance at her. Of course he said yes. He was fresh out of the Marines and pussy was always on his mind. A shot at another man’s wife was a dream come true for him. After that, it seemed that it was the only conversation we could have during any down time.

Kara would come down for lunch and Rick and her would always talk. I could tell Rick was trying to get on her good side and it worked. After a while I would mention him during our sex play. Kara said she thought it would be hot having sex with him but told me that it wasn’t going to happen except in fantasy. Even after her warning, she still liked the idea of being with him sexually. In fantasy of course. Many times did she cum from “Rick” plowing into her.

Rick wasn’t a stranger to group sex. Along with a few of his Marine friends, Rick had double teamed some girls from time to time. He thought Kara was smoking hot and was definitely interested in sinking his cock into her married pussy. Rick even mentioned that while screwing his girl, he had imagined more than a few times that it was Kara he was drilling. So now I had Kara thinking about fucking Rick and Rick wanting to fuck Kara. This was going to be easy.

Kara would visit and he would tell me how nice of an ass Kara had and how much he wanted to glaze her face with his cum. Rick told me once that next time she comes in why don’t I leave her alone with him in the back room. He said he would like to take care of that little body. I told Kara about this and I was pretty surprised at what she said. “The only way that would work is if we both went into the employee bathroom.” That was just in case another employee came back. I started to question if she was just kidding anymore or actually finding ways to tell me to set it up.

We intended to just play it by ear and if we felt we could take it further, we would see what happened. We just wanted nature to take its course. When we got to our place, she was already on the computer chatting with a guy and I could tell she was already turned on because she barely even looked up when we came through the door.

Rick made some lame comments to lighten the mood and after a while wanted to see her get off while chatting. I was pretty stunned when she said okay to masturbating right in front of another guy. No way would she normally even think about doing this unless she was extremely turned on. The only reason Rick came to the house was to fuck my wife but of course Kara didn’t know that. I figured she would be somewhat hesitant about getting sexually comfortable with him.

I do believe she had no intention of letting Rick fuck her but as soon as he put his hands on her for the first time, I think in her mind she knew she was in over her head. It was pretty impressive seeing her compose herself enough to tell him she would give him head only, not that her resolve lasted long.

I wanted to see Kara get with another man again but wanted to see it from another point of view. After watching her willingly take Rick’s cock into her throat and start to suck on him, I slid out of the bedroom.  My plan was to step outside so I could watch through the window. I was glad the bedroom was in the back yard or I may have been arrested for being a peeping tom. “Catching” her in the act of infidelity was an overwhelming urge.

I waited a few minutes before I went to the bedroom window and what I saw was better than I ever imagined! They had already crawled up the bed and Rick was between her open thighs. I didn’t think I took that long to get to the bedroom window so he must have felt that she was more than ready for him to take her and didn’t want to waste any time. Her jeans were on the floor with her shirt but I could see she still had her panties on.

Between Rick sucking on her tits and making out with her, they both looked pretty into each other. It almost looked as if Rick was fucking her already but his boxers were still partially on. They were dry humping but it looked as if they were connected at the loins.

I watched in amazement as Kara reached down and tried to push Rick’s boxers further down his ass. There was light between them when he lifted and I could see that he had not penetrated my wife as of yet. Good, I didn’t want to miss seeing her giving herself to him. It was obvious she wanted him inside her and wouldn’t do anything to stop him from fucking her. I saw his right arm slide his boxers down just enough for his cock to get free. He must have used his cock to push Kara’s panties aside because suddenly they stopped kissing and moving if only for a moment. The moment of when my wife’s pussy was violated by another man was one I’ll never forget.

Her look was of pure lust. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was barely open. She looked as if she was concentrating on something as Rick’s hips again moved, but this time it was different. This time he was moving with a purpose towards Kara’s exposed opening, pushing his cock into my wife’s body.

Kara’s eyes suddenly opened and her jaw dropped in disbelief of what was happening. She threw her head back into the bed and her mouth stayed open as her eyes glued to the ceiling. The look was so intense that I could almost feel it as he pushed past her lips and penetrated her pussy. Slowly penetrating my wife until he was in, balls deep at last. This was what he wanted, to feel what it was like to be inside a married woman’s pussy, my wife’s pussy.

Kara wrapped her arms and legs around him pulling him in as his hips finally started moving out of her, then back in. Their hips moved in unison as their lips met with a more aggressive heat. Their mouths and tongues seemed to be fucking just as intensely as their loins. I watched as my wife and friend fucked right in front of me. My stomach churned from the jealousy I felt but the longer I watched him drill her the more aroused I got. Soon my own lust overcame the jealousy. Enough watching I thought. I wanted to join in.

When I walked into the bedroom I was amazed how hot the scene was. This was the best live porn show I had ever seen and my wife was the star. Rick made sure I could see his cock sawing inside my wife’s pussy. His bare, condom free shaft was wet from her juices and I could actually hear the wet lewd sounds of their mating taking place. He even slowed down this thrusting so the sounds were almost obscene.

For some reason seeing a man kiss my bride was even hotter that the sex itself and I had previously confessed this to him. Rick looked at me right before he turned Kara’s head and told her to

“Give me your tongue.”

She did as he asked as Rick aggressively kissed Kara and sucked her tongue into his mouth.

Kara looked at me as I climbed onto the bed as her mouth automatically opened for my cock. She sucked me hard and aggressively, harder than I could remember her doing before, her actions were pure animalistic lust. I know that Rick wanted to soil Kara’s pussy but he knew that her mouth was almost virginal so we decided I would use her pussy from behind while he took her mouth. We knew that if she was between us both she wouldn’t be able to escape our desires of filling her from both ends.

As soon as I entered her pussy, I knew there was no way I was going to last long. I was grateful when Rick was ready to bust. He grabbed Kara’s head and fucked her mouth like it was her pussy as I emptied my own balls inside her cunt.  The orgasm was intense and stronger than any I’ve felt in years as Rick unloaded inside Kara’s mouth.

I just knew she would try to pull him out so he could cum elsewhere. When she felt the first shot hit the back of her throat, she just moaned. I’m sure she didn’t expect so much but she took it like a champ, her throat contracting each time she swallowed. She was actually growling the whole time he was filling her mouth with his bodily fluids telling us how much her body was enjoying her debauchery. It was doubtful that she ever felt so used and desired at that moment.


So here I was between two men yet again as they fed me their sperm. I couldn’t believe how much Rick came in my mouth. It’s funny that I would do things so easily with other guys but not with my own husband. I never swallowed hubby except a few years ago when I felt obligated after taking another man’s cum into my mouth. It would seem that I was willing and able to do things like take a tummy full of another man’s cum when I was properly motivated.

Sex with Rick felt so good. I just melted to his touch and he felt wonderful thrusting inside of me. If they tried to double penetrate me in my ass and pussy I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have had the mental capacity to stop them. After they fucked me, I just lied there on the bed vibrating as I enjoyed little baby orgasms.

Rick got dressed and gave me a goodnight kiss. The kiss could have very easily brought on a round two but he was going to have to fuck his girlfriend if he wanted more.

Hubby encouraged me to get with him again but I felt guilty because of his girlfriend. I know I didn’t seem to mind when he was plowing into my married pussy.  When I came down from my sexual high I started feeling bad. Hubs never admitted to it.  I’m sure they planned for me to have a final fling with him. Rick was leaving work early and asked if I could give him a ride home then come back for hubs. Told you I was naive. I agreed, hubby smiled and said to have fun and don’t hurry back. Haha, I had no intention of helping Rick cheat on his girlfriend again.

While I followed the directions to his place, I tried to think about anything besides what I was really thinking. I was thinking that if Rick told me to come into his house I would have without any hesitation. Being dominated must have been some deep dark fantasy.  I imagined him walking me right into his house through the living room where his room mates probably were.  For some reason, me being embarrassed as he escorted me to his bedroom to use me was something that I wanted him to do.

I imagined Rick fucking me while his bedroom door was still open. It was such a turn on thinking they could hear as he used me like a whore. His cock dumping a huge load of cum inside my pussy. My mind saw him keeping my panties for a souvenir, carrying them loosely in his hand so they could see as he walked me back out, his roommates looking at me in shame knowing that Rick had just fucked me for their entertainment as much as his own. My imagination saw that they could see the cum running down my thighs as I walked to my car. Whew! Wake up Kara, wake up!

While I drove him home he said he forgot to thank me for the night we had together.  He started stroking my thigh and touching my neck. Oh no, this wasn’t good. I could have brushed him away but I didn’t. We talked about what happened between us and he said he would like to do it again. I didn’t know where Rick lived but noticed I was going in a circle.  He finally asked me to pull over. I figured with his hand on my body getting me aroused I was going to have an accident if I didn’t do as instructed. Rick told me we passed his place already. He just wasn’t ready to go in yet as his girlfriend’s car was in front of his house.

Rick told me he wanted to kiss me again and actually asked if it would be okay. Of course being the sex robot I was, I said yes. We kissed, no, made out for a good 15 minutes. He unbuttoned my blouse and slid his hand into my bra rubbing my breasts. What got me the most was when he would pull and twist my nipples into painful ecstasy. I even chose a front clasp bra that day.  Apparently I knew that a guy was going to need easy access to my tits.

Rick removed my shirt and bra giving himself better access to sucking my nipples while he worked my pants open. Oh why didn’t I wear the skirt like in my fantasy! I know why, because it would have been too tempting. Oh well, that didn’t work out so well. He worked his hand inside my pants eventually getting deep enough to slip two fingers inside me. It didn’t take me any time at all to have a massive orgasm on his fingers. I don’t know how I got the strength to finally push him away. Not to stop him, but to reach over to take his cock out. He no doubt thought he was going to fuck me but I had other ideas. I freed his cock and engulfed him with my mouth, deep throating him with a gusto.

I’m sure you all want to know how I gave in. How I took my pants down, mounted and fucked his cock until he exploded inside my throbbing, wet pussy. Unfortunately that’s not what happened. I sucked his cock so good and with a heated passion that I didn’t know I had. Rick was pretty shocked himself and all he could say is oh my god over and over again. It only took a few minutes for him to fill my mouth with his seed. Rick gave it all to me but this time I was ready for the volume of his balls.  His sperm glided down my throat as fast as I could swallow. I made sure I got every single drop of his cum.

Rick lied back as if I just sucked the life out of him. I massaged his balls and squeezed every drop from his shaft until nothing more could escape. A woman like me who wanted it all likely hadn’t crossed his path like this before. His girlfriend was going to get much more out of him that night.

Who knew that sucking cock until my belly was full of another man’s cum would become a fetish years later.

I then buttoned my shirt leaving my bra undone and asked, “Now where do you live?” If I had wore a skirt I would be driving back with his cum inside my used pussy.  I felt like I won a small battle for the time.  At least regained a little bit of my wifely dignity.

After I dropped Rick off, I went to pick hubby up. He asked if anything happened so I unbuttoned my shirt to show him my open bra. I told him what happened, drove home and we proceeded to fuck each other into a coma.

That was the second and last time we did anything. Life happened and we went our separate ways. Too bad we didn’t get together again but I’m sure at the time it was for the better. If I Rick today I know I wouldn’t hesitate for a moment if there was a chance of getting together.

Rick would recognize me today I’m sure.  The sexual chemistry would still be there if he did. I would easily be on my back or knees for him within the hour of meeting.  Rick would be filling me with his DNA as many times as we could, leaving me wanting more.

Nothing happened again for another 15 years. I had three wonderful children. We got busy and fell into the typical day to day activities that couples fall into. We were happy and sex was good right up to when I officially became a Hotwife.

When it came down to it, my resistance and moral arguments didn’t matter.  It’s all about timing and the timing back then wasn’t right. I had an amazing sexual experience but it was just the warm up for what’s been happening to me present day.

I hope you enjoyed my experience. Between my husband and I, we think we nailed what happened pretty spot on. So, until next time.




My Sexual Awakening. My First actual Hotwifing experience.

Here’s an idea of what’s coming.

“Let me assure you Kara, I have absolutely no desire to have sex with anybody else. I think it would be the hottest thing ever to see you doing it with another guy. You know that it’s what I’ve always wanted but this is totally your decision this time. No seduction, no trying to convince you. You have to choose and you have to be 100% sure about this.”

“Tell you what, let’s make a profile on a swingers site to see what kind of response we get. If we get none, so what?  If we do, you’re going to have to decide what you want to happen. We can try it for a few months to see what develops. Fucking a guy isn’t worth it if you don’t enjoy it.  If you do like it then we can continue for as long as you like.”

…”Okay, let’s do it.”

My White Hot Sexual Awakening

Dear Readers,

I want to share how an innocent, naive, Christian. A loyal Sunday School teacher, mom and housewife, became addicted to sex with other men. Not just any man, but strangers. Men who only an hour before didn’t even know my name.  Guys I had never seen except from a picture. Men who only an hour later would be undressing me.  I would be kneeling before them in anticipation.

This is my story.

Please read my prior stories to get the background. They are all stand alone stories but intertwined. I’ve been working up from when I was a reluctant wife to where I am today.


I was the typical virgin who wanted to save myself for the right man and I succeeded. My husband was the first man I had ever had sex with and I thought the last man I would ever want.

Fast forward to only a few years after my wedding.  My husbands best friend who was a member of the wedding party, is lying naked between my spread thighs. Our tongues probe each others mouths while my hands pull his ass towards me pulling him deeper inside as his bare cock penetrates my vagina.  His cock pushing his way through the wet swollen lips. I can feel his balls bouncing off my ass on each thrust as he nears his climax. It’s obvious he’s about to lose all control. Soon his seed will be unloading inside my married, unprotected womb. All I can do is moan in yet another orgasm and beg for more.

This was the second time in two week that I let him fuck me.  Nobody knows how many loads that he deposited inside my body that particular night. At least one load was shot down my throat taking my oral virginity.  I was as sexually lost as I had ever been. While I was being a dirty slut taking extra-marital cock, my husband was in the next room taking care of our one year old.

My husband could hear everything. Every moan, every grunt, every slap of our coupling as our loins smashed together until he knew without a doubt that the man between my legs, his wife’s legs, was filling my pussy to overflowing yet again. Just the week before, his friend and him successfully seduced me into a threesome that we all enjoyed, my very first I might add. This weekend night, hubby left us alone so we could explore each others body and get to know each other more intimately.

By the end of the night both my mouth and pussy were sore and the sheets were wet from either our sweat or all the cum that was running out of my sodden pussy. When my husband finally appeared inside the bedroom, our bodies were intertwined in a sweaty heap with no more energy to spare and our friend literally drained beyond recovery.

After that second time, I was seduced by four other men who used me multiple times, all with my husband’s encouragement. After each moment of what I used to consider weakness on my part, I would repent, then two more years later I again was begging another man to take me and pleaded for them to shoot their cum inside my married pussy. I was so soundly seduced each time that I never even considered a condom for the men, they all took me bareback and I loved every thrust, every curve and contour of their stiff cocks. I begged for every inch they gave me and worked for every drop they deposited deep inside my writhing body!

Finally, after my fourth extra-marital sex partner, I was able to get myself under control, so I thought, and was again determined to be the loyal, loving wife my husband married but this time without my deviant desires getting in the way.

Who knew that 15 years later, I would be on the prowl to find a man or men to satisfy my sexual urges once again. On one hand I was completely unprepared for what happened next. On the other, it was exactly what I yearned for.

***************************My Sexual Awakening******************

**The trigger that set it all off? The reason I went from good girl to a walking sexual hormone? It was a co-worker. A group of us had become fairly good work friends, which meant we felt comfortable saying pretty much anything around each other and lots of what we were saying was HR inappropriate. I didn’t mind, it was all in good fun. Let me also mention that I was the only girl in this group and as I write this, I still am.

We would always take breaks and lunch together and that’s where most of the sexual innuendos were in abundance. They would prod me into a reaction by saying, “What corner do you work at for extra money?” Or they would tell me, “You need to walk away.” Which was just code for, “I want to see your ass”. I was still pretty naive and was always slow with a comeback so they would always get a good laugh out of it. They were lucky I was a good sport.

I wasn’t disrespected by any means, they liked me and I liked them. It was all in good, unclean fun.

At home, I would tell my husband what was said to me and he would just laugh and tell me what to say next time. Even with the live ammo given to me, I never quite got the flare for the banter.

I was working alongside the perceived leader of the pack in semi privacy one day when he asked if he could make a comment, he didn’t want to offend me or have me go to HR. Considering all the other sexual comments he had already made, this must have been something, considering he usually didn’t ask or think before speaking. I told him to go for it, that we were all adults.

He said, “I would really like to see the insides of your jeans.”

That was it! No epiphany, no earth shattering event or mind altering drug made me decide that I was ready to be a sexually promiscuous wife or a sexual deviant as some would consider me. It wasn’t even that bad, in fact, it was pretty tame considering. That one statement from my co-worker affected me so much to the core that I had a sexual awakening which rocked my world to the point to where it has never been the same since. I don’t want to make it sound so dramatic and I know it seems ridiculous but you have to remember where I was.

I had a good sex life at home, actually a really good sex life. We made love on average 2 to 3x a week, and being a 49 year old mom and wife, that was considered a lot. Sometimes, we would bring up my past seductions and use them to turn us on during sex but it was never suggested that it would ever happen again. I never considered that my husband still had fantasies of watching me with other men and still would’ve liked to share me so there were zero clues as to why a simple comment could make me go on a sexual rampage.

The night before, hubs and I had a hot session of sex fantasizing and remembering my 4th and final lover that fucked me 15 years prior so maybe I was still turned on and primed. The night after the comment, I practically raped my husband! He always had to instigate the sex but that night I needed it like never before. His cock was delicious in my mouth as I sucked him like a thirsty little slut.  He laid there as I kissed up his body, sucking and biting his chest and neck until I could feel his cock touching my pussy.

The tip of his cock head nudged against my swollen lips.  My vagina had a mind of it’s own and literally sucked his cock inside me almost all by itself. His cock fucked into me hard, slamming  into me on every lunge. Hubby hung onto my hips for dear life while his conservative prim and proper wife fucked him like an animal in heat. I dug my nails into his chest while I rode out multiple orgasms, satisfying my own burning desires.

In my mind I should have felt guilty for using him for my own needs but I didn’t. What he didn’t know can’t hurt him I guess.  In my mind, I was having sex with my co-worker. It felt so real, almost as if I was actually riding him and it was his cock inside me fucking me instead of my husbands familiar cock. My pussy was flooding his cock and balls to the point where the bed was soaked to the mattress.

He didn’t have a chance and told me if I didn’t slow down he was going to cum. That only made me ride him harder and faster. My eyes were closed the whole time and I couldn’t hear my husband’s voice, it was him, my co-worker who was telling me he was going to shoot inside me. The fire in my loins was raging so when his first shot of cum hit my cervix, it was like throwing water onto a hot iron sending me to yet another earth shattering orgasm.

Even when he did cum, I didn’t stop, I couldn’t. I kept him inside me and just glided slowly back and forth careful to not break contact or loose the zone I was in. My head hung down with my hair surrounding both sides of his face as my mouth hung open, memorizing how my co-worker felt inside me. I heard a voice ask, what had gotten into me but I didn’t want to talk, I just leaned down with my open mouth and crushed my co-worker’s…husband’s lips with mine. It didn’t take long before he was hard again.

He grabbed me and threw me onto my back, waking me from my hallucination. My husband then spread my legs and shoved balls deep into my cum soaked, swollen pussy. He pounded me hard enough that our juices were splattering onto the bed leaving wet spots everywhere.

Finally, when we both calmed down, I had to fess up with what was going on and what was said by my co-worker. With our history, I didn’t figure hubby would be jealous and I was right. He laughed about it and told me to thank the guy for him. Neither one of us figured my arousal would last long and figured we could use it to our sexual advantage.

At work my co-worker continued to mention my ass and got more suggestive as time went on. I know you want to hear how he seduced me and fucked me but that didn’t happen. He stayed loyal to his own wife and never asked or even hinted that he wanted any physical contact. Good thing because I know I would have easily succumbed to his advances. I would’ve found myself either in his or my bed by the end of the day. Surely with my legs wrapped around him as I pulled his cock inside me until his own seed was implanted deep within.

As far as my co-worker was concerned I was still the naive little thing he always knew and loved to mentally play with. I was too afraid to acknowledge that he had gotten to me, that he was making my panties wet every day we worked together and everyday the fire between my legs burned hotter. He would never find out how much his comment changed me.

I had heard the stories about women developing a heightened libido after a certain age but this was different. Even my nipples got more sensitive. To be more accurate, my left nipple. I would be working and move just right for my bra to rub it. My nipple would twitch sending a shiver down my body to my clitoris. I had another coworker even ask if I was okay one time and had to tell them I just had a shiver, talk about embarrassing. I was a hot, wet mess!

At home on several occasions when hubby got home, he would find me on my knees waiting for him. Before he could say anything I would be undoing his belt, taking his cock out and shoving him down my throat sucking him to hardness before leading him to the bedroom. We would fuck until his cum would quench my desire, but only for the moment.

A few times, my own juices literally ran down one of my legs soaking my sock before he even touched me. I never realized a woman could get so wet.

The final step of my transition I think was when my husband asked if I wanted some ice cream and offered to put a little extra cream on it for me. Of course the cream he was offering was his cum and I knew he was kidding. I had never done this before so he was silently shocked when I simply said, “Sure, come here.” He walked over with a bowl and put it down beside me. I looked up at him smiling and told him to take it out.

Hubby thought I was calling his bluff but I sucked him for several minutes, occasionally taking small bites of the ice cream to chill my tongue. I would then put his hot cock back into my ice cold mouth. He finally warned me that he was going to cum if I continued. It must be noted here that I still had not developed the skill nor the desire to swallow cum so he was warning me to either get a towel or stop.

I stopped just long enough to grab the bowl. No way was I going to do this, so he thought. My mouth worked him over until he couldn’t hold off anymore. I pulled him out and stroked him a few more times before his white creamy load shot onto the cold treat. Rope after rope of hot semen shot out as I milked him dry. I didn’t think he would cum that much but he definitely emptied his balls. When hubby was finally finished unloading I grabbed the spoon and started stirring his creamy deposit into the ice cream.  I made sure every bite was laced with his yummy DNA. He watched mesmerized as I devoured the tasty treat with no hesitation.

My husband started to wonder if he was going to survive my transition from conservative wife to nymphomaniac and asked if I was wanting to do something about my new “condition.” He was getting all the sex he could ever want but his cock “was going to fall off” if he didn’t get some help.

“What do you have in mind?”

“What if we looked at some swinger sites online to find you some safe sex partners?” He was sure guys would fall over trying to get with me but I wasn’t so sure. I really never felt sexy or thought myself as sexy especially now at my age, but my need for touch over ruled my senses and after years of denial I actually considered it. The thought of another man taking me to bed was intriguing to say the least. Surprisingly I didn’t say no. I only wanted to know how we could make this happen.

My co-worker was off limits. The last thing I needed was to be labeled the company slut if it ever got out. I somehow got labeled by a few of my cohorts as a home wrecker. Not because of anything I had done but because of what would happen if anybody did anything with me. I guess I had become more sexually appealing and sensual as I transitioned making me a dangerous woman who could become addicting. When I was told that I laughed it off but hubby laughed and told me “that about sums it up.” Who knew? I certainly didn’t.

The more I thought about sex with other men, the more I liked it. We thought about driving out of town where nobody knew me and trying to see if I could get picked up by a hot guy but I wasn’t that brave. And besides, that only happens in the stories right? So when he mentioned the idea of a swingers site I was intrigued. I was looking for a way to make it happen and thought that maybe this could be it. I was now officially on the prowl and focused on the touch of another man after realizing that I didn’t just want it, I needed it.

Even with our short history of me being a shared wife, I still couldn’t believe my own husband wanted me to have sex with other guys. Was he wanting me to fuck other men so he could use it to get with another woman? I couldn’t handle that happening, I would’ve been devastated if that was it. He has never even mentioned him wanting to be with someone else. Was he bored with me? Good luck finding another woman that wanted sex as much as I did. I knew he loved me more than anything so that wasn’t a question, I was certain I was always number 1 in his life. He would rather hang out with me than anybody and vise versa. We weren’t just husband and wife, we were still after all these years, each other’s best friend. I trusted him so I went for it.

We got online and found a suitable swingers site for our area and after a lot of sifting through tons of men.  Tommy seemed to fit what we were looking for. He was a good looking black guy who said all the right things. Black guys never really got me attention and it had nothing to do with race either. Guys over six foot or men with beards never got my attention either, just not my thing. I wasn’t looking for a man to spend my life with, He was already at my side. I was looking for a man to fuck me, pure and simple. Men to take me, use me and to fuck me is who I was looking for.  I also wanted a man that would let me use his body for my needs, something that I had never thought I would ever need before.

I was always repulsed when I would hear about guys only wanting women for our bodies, to be more concise, pussy. But here I was trolling for not only men but cock. Cock to use then throw away if I wanted to. Cock to fuck my married pussy raw then go home to my husband and kids.

We went back and forth with Tommy and decided to meet up in a busy location close by to his place.  Mainly in case we needed a bed. If we didn’t like him or it just didn’t feel right we could always thank him and go our separate ways, no pressure. We really didn’t know what we were supposed to look for in a guy but I chose him to be my first trial run. Tommy was attractive but also cocky. He knew he was going to be buried inside me from the moment we met and he was so right.

We met him on a Friday or Saturday night, I don’t remember which. We decided on an outdoor mall area next to the football stadium downtown. Before we got out of the vehicle I mentioned to hubby with a bit of embarrassment that I could already tell that I was wet between my legs as I could feel the dampness from my panties. It didn’t help that my nipples were so hard that they hurt while straining against my bra. Every inch of my body was an active erogenous zone and I was a soggy mess who was about to find out how deep and dark my desires went.

I was wearing yoga pants that really brought out the shape of my ass, subconsciously I probably wore them just in case I needed to remove them quickly and easily. Nothing like setting yourself up for success for getting laid like wearing easily accessible clothing.

When we greeted, he shook my husband’s hand and gave me a hug. He also gave me a nice, short, respectable kiss on the lips right in front of everybody who was milling around. It made my clit jump and body tingle but I certainly didn’t want anybody to see me getting any public acts of affection from another man. More than anything else I was trying to concentrate on not tripping and embarrassing myself with my own arousal. After standing around and chatting for a few minutes we looked around for a good spot for some semi privacy and hubby noticed a small tower overlooking the crowd that was open.

We walked to the stairs and of course the two guys followed me.  They wanted to check out my cheeky ass. My stomach was churning from my nerves.  Tommy, not wasting any time, mentioned how nice my ass was.  He then asked if he could touch it. I acted as if it was no big deal and told him go for it. A bad way of putting it I may add. While walking up, I swear his hand was caressing my ass for the two flights of stairs telling me how firm I was and how well endowed my ass was. My hormones were already ramped up so him touching me only made it worse.

We arrived at the landing and luckily for him it was empty. He stepped back and told me to turn so he could get a good look at me and size me up. Tommy told hubs that he was a lucky man and said I must be amazing in bed and tight as a vice. Wow, that was new I thought. He was looking at me the same way I was looking at him, as if we were both each others next meal.

We could fully see the people below but they could only see us from our shoulders up. While getting to know each other, his hand continued to caress my thinly covered ass memorizing every curve and making me stumble with my words. For the first time in my life I was seriously concerned if my wetness was showing through my pants or if he could smell the pheromones emanating from my pussy. On the latter? If the response I was getting from Tommy said anything then yes he could!

After some back and forth bantering, he asked my husband if he could kiss me again. He told Tommy that he could do whatever Kara allowed. I just stood there staring like a deer in the headlights not being able to say anything. After looking at me as if he was waiting for an answer, he squared himself in front of me reaching around my body to squeeze both my ass cheeks.  Tommy looked down to where my thighs met and started grinding into me. He moved closer until his body molded into mine and we were in a full embrace with his lips barely inches from mine. His stare into my eyes told me how hot I was and said something in the way of what he wanted to do to my body, then we were kissing.

I didn’t even hesitate to respond. We went from zero to full on making out tongues and all. I felt Tommy fumbling around with something.  All of a sudden he took my hand and put it on the fattest cock I had ever imagined. I didn’t even try to pull away. Remember this was in public and I was not a public woman. He told me to stroke him then went right back to dry humping me except his cock was now fucking my hand. He must have been turned on quite a bit also because he was coating my hand with his pre-cum making his cock slide through my fist.

By now I could feel my pulse beating in my clitoris! While our tongues danced, my loins felt like they were on fire and I needed him to put it out. This was so not me but I acted like this was just what was supposed to happen, as if I expected it. Hubby was enjoying watching how easily I succumbed to his advances while he still watched out for others. Thinking back on it, I don’t know if I was falling into his trap to have me or if he was falling into mine.

Tommy had another man’s wife in his arms and wasn’t going to let up without violating me every way he could. He maneuvered his hand up my silky shirt into my bra and squeezed my rock hard nipples. It was like hooking my nipple up to an electric current connected directly to my clit. He rolled them between his fingers while I stroked his hard cock. I’m surprised he didn’t try to bend me over to fuck me right then and there. If I was wearing a skirt, I’m sure that he would have tried and I can’t be certain if he would have been successful or not.

I wasn’t able or willing to push him away. His hands and lips were driving me crazy with lust. I loved to kiss but kissing a stranger was something beyond exciting. He eventually moved both hands down below the waist to my ass and pussy as his fingers met in the middle. He pushed his fingers hard enough and found the opening into my vagina. With the yoga pants he was easily able to push inside of me an inch or so. He was zeroing in on his prize while his cock in my hand kept me mesmerized.

Suddenly thank goodness, the elevator dinged and a few seconds later opened. A couple of people walked out and went down the stairs without noticing anything so it seemed. I could tell Tommy had done this before because in an instant I was facing the wall overlooking the crowd with him pushing into me.  At least in this position it just looked like we were casually checking out the people below while he continued his manipulation of my body.

Before I could get my bearings he pushed his hand down into my pants and panties. Tommy didn’t stop until he found my very wet opening of my trimmed pussy.  He hooked two fingers inside making me groan a little too loud. I could feel his cock pushing against my ass and ground it into me asking if it felt good. Omg!! This was moving way faster than I expected. I had a total strangers hand inside my pants that I met only about 10 min. ago. His fingers were slithering past my wet folds entering my most private parts. Wow how things can change with a blink of an eye or a comment from a co-worker.

“Can you feel my dick against your ass babe? Do you like it?”

I was concentrating on not coming all over his hand which was getting increasingly harder so all I could do was nod my head. I could actually hear the sloshing of my pussy through the noise below as his fingers moved vigorously inside me.

“Your pussy is drenched Kara, it wants my big cock inside of it doesn’t it? Reach around and stroke me babe, feel how hard it is for you.”

I did what he said while his fingers did a number on the swamp between my legs. I stroked his cock again while my mouth hung open and my eyes closed as I imagined him pushing inside me.

“You ever feel a cock that thick before now?”


“Do you think that big black cock would fit that tiny, hot little cunt of yours?”

“I’m not sure.”

“How about we find out?” I was too mesmerized to answer and it felt sooo… good.

“You want that black cock inside your sweet cunt don’t you Kara?” He became even more aggressive fingering my pussy making me squeal and almost causing me to lose my balance. My knees were weak and I was only able to still stand because of his arms around me and my one arm against the wall. He had also moved his other hand to my breast pulling my bra to the side, squeezing and pinching my left nipple sending me to another sexual level I had never been to before.

“Tell me babe, do you want me to fuck you? Say it…”


“Say it for me, tell me what you want, tell me you want my black dick inside your white cunt… let me hear it Kara, tell me how much you want to me to take your fine ass body and fuck you. I want to use you so hard right now Kara, say it.”

Finally I submitted to what he wanted to hear.

“Yes, yes I want you to fuck me.”

“Say it.”

“Please, I want you to fuck…oh, me with your… black cock, I NEED you to…OH god… fuck me… please fuck me.” I was delirious by now but Tommy wasn’t quite done.

“Tell me you want me to fuck your married cunt, I want to hear you say it.”

This time I not only said it but I turned my head as much as I could, looked him in the eyes while his fingers were still buried deep inside my pussy, gritted my teeth and with all the determination and sincerity I had…

“I want you to take me someplace to fuck my married, white cunt with your black cock, do it!” I said it with an intensity that I still didn’t know I had. My husband later told me that he had never heard me talk so sexy and with such passion saying it was the hottest thing he had ever heard me say, ever.

“I’m going to tear that pussy up.” He smiled and looked at my husband and said, “How about we get out of here so I can fuck the hell out of your wife’s tight pussy. “Tommy then pulled his fingers out and licked my juices off.

“Her delicious married pussy.”

I couldn’t wait any longer. Before I chickened out I got as decent as I physically could.  I walked down the stairs while they hurried up and followed. As we walked to our vehicles, hubby stayed back to give us some room.  Tommy and I looked like a couple walking together.

The vehicle was a good 10 to 15 minutes away and Tommy didn’t want his spell over me to break. He also found that he really liked stretch pants. When we walked, he kept putting his hand down the back of my pants feeling down to the bottom, gripping my cheeks and lightly touching me.

“You have a fine ass for a white girl Kara.”

When nobody was coming our way he pushed inside the front of my pants down to my wet pussy.  Ever so often he would pull out to put his arm around my shoulder.  He would reach down my shirt so he could play with my small breasts telling me what he was going to do to me.

“I’m going to tear your pussy up Kara, you just wait, I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll be howling at the moon.  When I’m done soiling your married cunt, I’m going to fuck you again Kara.” I don’t know why I wasn’t laughing at his banter, it was comical. Apparently my husband was getting a kick out of it. I guess I was just too focused on the sex that I was determined to let happen.

Once we had reached the area where there were no more people, he again led my hand to his shaft. I felt a little silly, like I was walking a dog holding onto his leash. This was all new to me so I figured I would just go for it. If a person did happen by, I would pull away until they passed, then I would reach for him again and stroke it with my own free will. Not once during his attempt to violate and seduce me did I resist.

I was aware that he was steering his prey and moving in for the score and I had no desire to stop him. I should also say that I have always had the “being taken advantage of and used” fantasy and at this moment it was in full bloom.

While walking, we found a dark, semi secluded spot with no cameras present that we could see. He took me to an area and leaned me against the wall kissing me again. I’m very surprised he didn’t try to push my pants down further.  I think even he didn’t want to push it. His fingers slithered past my clit and went right through my lubricated lips, penetrating me without any resistance.

Tommy was determined to give me an orgasm.  If I wasn’t so nervous at the time, I’m sure I would have gone off like a firecracker. Hubby knew of my desire of being submissive so he let it unfold before him and watched to make sure I was a willing participant. Little did I know that Tommy was doing what was expected after several private conversations between him and my husband. That’s right, he was in on it. I should have known.

He finally pulled out of me, licked his fingers again and said. “Your pussy is throbbing for me to fuck it, let’s get to some privacy before I fuck you on somebody else’s car.”

We moved our vehicles next to each other at the far area of the parking lot. When hubby and I got into our truck he asked me if I was okay. I told him yes, I wanted to do this. He had me look into his eyes and tell him again so he could be 100% sure.

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want Tommy to fuck me, I don’t know why but I really want this to happen.” That’s all he needed to hear.

We walked to the back of the truck and pulled the gate down. While we made out some more, I let Tommy pull my pants along with my panties to my knees. This was the first time I was literally bare ass naked in a parking lot and it was with a stranger.

“Suck my dick.”

He shoved his pants down and I did my best trying to suck him but he was just too thick. I slathered my tongue around his head and licked the pre-cum that was pouring out of him. I didn’t know how I was going to fit this thing inside me but I was darn sure going to try.

My heart started racing and my breathing came quick as he pulled out of my mouth and had me lean over the tailgate. He mounted me from behind and shoved his cock inside my pussy. Well, at least he tried to. It took several attempts but unbelievably his cock finally pushed my pussy lips apart entering me. For the first time in 15 years I now had another man’s hard, bare cock inside my flaming hot and soaked pussy and I loved it!

He wasn’t gentle either, trying to shove the whole thing inside me instead of a little at a time. It hurt for him to fuck me at first but I knew he was breaking me in. I had a sort of sick satisfaction for actually letting this happen to me.

Tommy had a good rhythm going with his steel shaft sliding in and out of me.  I felt like my virginity was being taken once again. We were in a pretty secluded part of the parking lot as he pushed into my pussy making me moan.  We didn’t want the police called by one of the residents at the apartments we were facing so we moved to the backseat of the truck.

Side note; hubby was pretty sure we were watched through more than one window and saw a guy come out to sit on his balcony during my loud moaning. Hope he liked the show.

“Get my dick wet again and slide that tight cunt down onto me.”

Leaning into the truck I sucked him and soaked him with my saliva.  I then got in and straddled his thighs with my back facing him. Grabbed his cock, I brushed the head against my pussy and dropped my weight down until his balls were touching the lips of my entrance. Tommy was buried inside my married pussy balls deep. This time it felt amazing and I almost passed out from the feeling of being so full. I rode him for a few minutes and eventually had a few mind altering orgasms. My pussy needed this so bad.

I was mentally lost as I rode his cock having numerous orgasms. I would lift off of his cock and slam back down to empale myself again and again. Finally after some vigorous fucking he shouted that he was going to cum.  He grabbed both hips and pulled me in hard so he could shoot as deep as possible inside of me.  Completing his violation of my body.

After he finished soiling me, he had me get off his cock. He told me to suck him so he could get hard again.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

I was finally able to suck his cock since it had deflated to normal size.  It didn’t stay that way long, soon he started growing inside my mouth. My mind was still reeling from the whole sordid ordeal and my pussy throbbing from the fucking I just received. I was hoping his cock would harden quickly so I could have it shoved back inside me. No matter how painful or how much it stretched me. I was hoping he would be more gentle the second time around.  I still needed to be fucked but it wasn’t to be.

After only a few minutes had passed, he was at full length and girth. He flipped me over onto my back. My legs were spread, ready to be violated yet again. I’m 5 feet nothing with shoes on so, I was able to fit completely in the backseat.   Tommy positioned himself to spear inside me again.  He flung my legs over his shoulders, bending me in half.

My pussy wasn’t providing the needed lubrication I needed with his size. I was so turned on mentally and physically, it didn’t matter. I just wanted sex!

He pounded me for another 10 minutes or so before he said he was going to cum again.  I grabbed him by his ass and dug my fingernails into him.  I told him, “Yes, do it, cum inside me.”

He shoved into me balls deep using the door for leverage. He wanted to get inside of me as deep as possible.  Tommy flooded me once again with his potent sperm. When he was done using my body for his personal cum bucket, he had me clean his cock with my mouth. He had fucked another man’s wife and enjoyed it thoroughly.  I enjoyed it to a point.

The one downfall, he forgot about me and focused only on his desires to get off with my body. We got dressed, kissed and just like that we went our separate ways.

Hubby actively watched at how I responded to being taken and dominated.  He heard me beg for Tommy to fuck me. My long buried fantasy of being used and taken was satisfied that night and he knew it.

On the drive home, hubby wanted to make sure I was all good.  I told him I was more that good. I had taken a huge step and my heightened hormones helped me to take it further than I ever expected. When we got home we didn’t have sex or make love, we fucked, I was sore but didn’t care. He shot his load nice and deep reclaiming my pussy as his own.

Hubby was wondering if this was going to be a one and done event.

“Oh no! If you’re willing, I want to do it again but with a different guy” I said.

We had already chosen a few guys that I wanted to get with.  Hubby told me about a guy who was a cowboy. He was very polite and respectful. A few days later him and Robert met on their own where they plotted to help with another fantasy.  The fantasy that I’d kept buried for years. I wanted a massage and not just any massage either. A happy ending massage was what I was desiring. I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would ever let it happen but there they were, planning it. Hubby asked if I wanted to know the details.  I told him no because I didn’t want to have the opportunity for me to chicken out. I didn’t meet him until he was buried inside me.

“Go ahead and set something up” I told him, I trusted him and he didn’t disappoint.


Thirty days had gone by since my first hotwifing experience.  I was now fucking new men on a regular basis. I had invited eight men to take me.  Eight men fucked and used my naked body over and over again. Those men had buried themselves balls deep inside my willing and very married pussy. My body took every inch and every thrust they could give me. My pussy desperately begged to be fucked.  She wanted nothing more that to be shot full of their cum.  The deeper the better.

I absolutely love the feel of a man’s hard cock. The feel as it surges and pulsates inside my body.  Knowing that my most sacred parts, my happily married pussy was being flooded with yet another man’s DNA. Who knows how many loads of cum soiled my vagina.  How much sperm ended up in my belly in those 30 days would be a mystery.  It was far more than I would have ever imagined.

Not long after my first experience, I realized to be a true hotwife, I needed to ask my hubby for a favor.

“I need you to make me swallow your cum so I can get used to doing it with other men. Don’t let me pull away.  Today I can’t get enough good hot cum shooting into my mouth.  Hubby says I now have an oral fetish and cum swallowing addiction. I haven’t heard any complaints as of yet. There were the guys who had to push me away after they came. Mainly because I wouldn’t stop;)

That’s all for now, hope you enjoyed my sexual awakening, I know I did and still do. Thanks for listening. I think it’s time to call someone for a good hard release.

Kisses, Kara