Well at this point I had been talking to a few men for a couple of weeks. I hadn't set anything up yet because quite frankly it was scary. When I got married I had been with three men total, I'd fooled around with a few more than that but sex with only 3. It was a huge step to think about having sex with another man, especially since it had been 12 years since I had even considered another. It wasn't about the intimacy for me, it was more my fear of what if I'm not as good as I think, what if men don't find me attractive anymore, what if sleeping with another man while my husband watches is just to freaky. Despite my insecurities, the flirting and sexting had gone far enough! It was time to make a date. I remember the guy I choose had one face picture he sent me, so I didn't exactly what to expect. He had done this before so it made it easier, we tried several nights to schedule something, but due to one schedule or another we couldn't get together. Well after about a week of trying we found a night that worked for both of us. We deiced that I would host just after 8 pm. I was apprehensive all night, I wanted to back out a million times. I don't think I ate a thing that night for dinner, I went for some liquid courage. I remember sitting on the couch with my husband having a serious discussion about if either other of felt uncomfortable or jealous everything would stop immediately, no questions asked. We also discussed that regardless of what happened our marriage would always come first. It was important to both of us that we knew we could depend on each other before, during and after! Right before he was suppose to show up I was literally shaking and pacing the house. I saw his car pull up in front of my house and my heart sank, but I wasn't ready to back out. I was exhilarated, nervous, and scared shitless all at the same time!
He walked in the door and all of a sudden the nervousness went away and all I remember is the excitement of what was next. We offered a drink and some light conversation while he sat next to me on the couch. A few minuets in he leaned over to me and asked if I was ready. I hesitated for a second and replied a very quiet yes. The only thing going through my mind at that moment was oh my god.
He leaned in real close to my face like he was going to kiss me but instead nipped my lip. After a split second he stood up, undid his pants and told me to come suck his cock like a good slut. I was all his at that point! I've never felt more like myself than at that moment. I started slowly but he didn't let that go on for long, he grabbed the back of my head and took what he wanted, I thought to myself I should really feel bad about doing this in front of my husband and I should be totally ashamed of how good this feels, but I didn't care he gave me exactly what I needed at that moment. After he fucked my throat for a while he picked me up, put my knees on my couch while my back was to him and finally fucked me. He wasn't nice about any of it, he was very demanding and took exactly what he wanted. He pulled my hair, slapped my ass, and moved me where he wanted me! He then decided it was time for my hubby to join in, he had me crawl over to him and start blowing him while he fucked me doggy style. While crawling over to my hubby I could clearly see he approved of the whole thing since he was already rock hard before I even got to him! Being forced to blow my husband every time he pumped into me was even better than I imagined. I don't know if it was the loss of control or the new situation but I was lost in the sex and loving it!!! I knew the sex wasn't about me or my pleasure which I think actually turned me on more. Once he was done with me, he told me to get back on my knees and look up at him, he thanked me by blowing a fantastic load all over my face and allowing me to lick some of it up! After that he got up put his clothes back on, gave me a hug, thanked hubby and left. It was the ultimate feeling of being a SLUT!! And I loved it. Hubby and I proceeded to fuck and discuss it for several hours after he left. The band-aid had been removed, it didn't hurt, there was no jealousy, and we both had the experience of a lifetime!!
I figured that in the morning there would be remorse and shame, boy was I wrong. All I wanted when I woke up that next morning was more sex with strangers. And surprisingly hubby did too! I was like a kid in a candy store!!
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