A Stranger for a Lover

A little background first and bearing in mind that this was 30 years ago

The third person that I ever had sex with was my husband so you certainly couldn’t have called me promiscuous in any way. I had lost my virginity aged 18 during a drunken student party and I was not at all impressed with the whole sex thing. The second man came along two years later; he was my first long term love, well a few months anyway before it fizzled out. Then there was Clive, we dated for a long time , we got engaged and eventually married. I didn’t know and didn’t really care if our sex life was good or not, it was good enough for me. We weren’t particularly adventurous but we did have Sex , mostly lights off no words spoken Sex but we did have Sex nonetheless. Oh and i would orgasm more often than not,in a nutshell It was ok .

So in the late 90’s we were celebrating 10 years of marriage and my 32nd birthday with a foreign holiday, on our return and Driving back from the airport we stopped off at a motorway service station, both of us dying for a pee and it was then just as I left the toilets, when I first encountered the man who was to become my lover that day and my instant reaction was confusion. I should have turned away but his look of shameless desire lifted me in a way I really needed right then. I don’t know how it happened but we collided and we laughed as we both reached to steady each other and then apologise at the same moment.

A little later I was standing right behind that same stranger in the queue for coffee and I was overwhelmed with his presence. The shock I felt knocked me for six and in my mind I had him caressing my body, making love to me , filling me. I had never daydreamed of being loved by another man before and the intensity of this most unique daydream had me reeling. I had sometimes speculated from an artistic viewpoint what this or that hunk of a man would look like naked but I never considered sex, sex just wasn’t so important to me then, not really important at all . Clive was away a lot for work and I really couldn’t be bothered at that time at all, when he returned home it was a quick grope and then he would cum inside me and that would be it , to be quite honest it suited me that way. Little did we know that when looking back this could quite possibly be the day that changed my outlook on sex forever, in fact changed both our outlooks as it turned out.

Clive guided us to the table next to that same man and as we drank our coffee he started to discuss the stranger, to talk about what he’s seen in the gent’s toilet in a dramatic whisper . I was already guilt-ridden at my feelings in the queue and I just wanted him to change the subject. The animated way he spoke and his expression hinted of what he wanted me to do and I was frightened, I began to panic. No. I truly know that my husband loves me so I dismissed those terrifying thoughts and I put my irrational terror down to those wicked thoughts and my sultry mood and my panic subsided. I just couldn’t understand why Clive should be so interested in talking about the size of another mans penis though! I had no idea what had brought this on.

I glanced at him, admittedly he was a good-looking guy. Those speculations I'd had about men had been few and far between, however This man was very good-looking, tall and slender but well muscled, he clearly looked after himself; he was very well dressed and was obviously a confident man. He actually did look a little like one of those movie stars I thought of as being attractive. I realised that while I was studying him he was looking at me and smiling. He winked and I’m sure I flushed with embarrassment at having been caught out looking.

This made me even angrier with myself and I was getting more and more upset with Clive, I wished he'd just drop it so I began to tease him with a little reverse psychology; by telling him the effect this man had had on me ,I had hoped that I’d shock him into dropping the subject, well that backfired. His reaction told me exactly how excited he was and of what he wanted to happen, exactly how much he wanted me to have sex with this man. No absolutely not, I’d never considered infidelity I love my husband and would and had never contemplated another man.

Then he asked me and it was more of an appeal, the excitement in his voice and those words burned through my mind! Would you... really?" It was shocking, for some reason Clive wanted me to be unfaithful, to have sex with another man, not just any man but this allegedly exceptionally well endowed man in particular.
My immediate response was of disgust and then guilt for my earlier thoughts and I went with my heart and told him no. I was livid, the instant the word barked from my mouth his expression changed from flushed excitement to total rejection. I remembered that desire in the strangers’ eyes and that guilty flood of lust that he'd created in me. I began to feel quite naughty, I glanced back at the stranger and the words "Would you... really" echoed in my mind. - Would I? No... Definitely not, how could I even think such a thing? Still He really was very good looking and he was still watching me with those lustful eyes... absolutely not. I turned back to Clive and I could read disappointment on his face, he really wanted me to have sex with this man. No... Definitely not. But to my utter amazement I realised that I’d said "ok."

It had taken almost no time at all from my venomous "no" to my soft "ok." The whole cafe seemed to have gone quiet and I sat a few moments in stunned silence not believing what I’d said. What sort of woman am I? What sort of woman could agree to a proposition like that? I was upset with myself and with Clive for asking me and I was astounded that I could agree. What sort of person could consider having sex with a stranger? The very thought raised an illicit excitement in me and just as I asked Clive to ask the stranger to join us the man got up and walked away. I was extremely relieved and would be having strong words with him when we got home but to be brutally truthful I was perhaps a little bit disappointed.

A few minutes later we saw him again in the car park, how should someone behave in this situation? I'd agreed and I hated it, hated myself, a betrayal of everything I held dear including our vows, but to please Clive I'd agreed and he seemed so eager that I just couldn't disappoint him so again I asked him to approach the stranger and so he did , I don’t to this day know what was said between them but after quite sometime they smiled and nodded at me, then he turned to walk away and the bottom fell out of my world. How strange that I should feel such disappointment , rejected , over someone I don’t know. I honestly don't know what came over me; this stranger had sparked wicked feelings that angered me and made me feel terrible inside and yet so very different, so very excited. With butterflies jumping in my stomach and a little flood of moist warmth I reached out to the stranger and shivered inside as I kissed him on the cheek then stepping back I introduced myself to him blushing slightly as I did so.Again that powerful feeling washed over me, that feeling of him making love to me, but this time with the insight of what Clive had told me. I was trembling with fear and desire at the thought of his body against mine, of his Cock , his large Cock within me.

I then found myself walking away from my husband with a complete stranger hand in hand and I felt so very cheap. I was scared stiff and could feel my heart thumping in my chest, butterflies filled my stomach, my legs were trembling and I was walking in high heel boots that felt very unsteady. My mind was reeling, calling me such horrible names, 'slut, whore, slag' but I was so tremendously excited.
I was so embarrassed when he checked us in to the Travelodge hotel that is part of the services , Clive kissed me on the cheek and then settled down in the reception area,it was only then on the way up to the room that it began to sink in just how much Clive had emphasised the size of this strangers penis, his flaccid penis. Now Clive grows from around one and half, perhaps two inches to almost five inches, how big would five or six flaccid inches grow? He’s bigger flaccid than Clive is erect, he's going to be huge when he is erect. He's going to be too big for me, what if he's too big? Abject terror began to course through me and by the time we reached the room I was feeling physically sick and on the verge of running.

Then before I knew it we were in the room and standing facing one another, I was unsure what to do. He took hold of my hand and said "You're apprehensive, it's not too late and I’d understand if you leave". I felt very confused, guilty as hell and full of apprehension and I wanted to flee, but then again I just couldn’t disappoint Clive and I was getting such warm sensations in my stomach and Pussy.

He paused for a few seconds staring deeply into my eyes as though trying to read my mind. If he could’ve seen my thoughts he'd have seen abject terror. I'm quite happy standing up before a group of hard-nosed businessmen and pitching a proposal worth thousands of pounds but this whole situation was beyond my experience. I was alarmed at the sensations this stranger had roused in me. I was terrified of what would happen if I actually enjoyed this and I was petrified of not enjoying it. I was afraid that he'd be too big for me and hurt or damage me. I was scared that I might be too inexperienced and embarrass both the stranger and myself. I was terrified of the damage sex with another man could do to our lives. More than anything I was horror-struck at the thought loosing Clive, loosing our marriage. No, this isn't right, I'm getting out of here.

I was framing what to say, how to apologise and excuse myself when he stepped a little closer, reached and took hold of my other hand and looked deeply into my eyes, his face was so close to mine I could feel his breath and smell his masculinity. I was trembling with fear, my heart was racing; my stomach quivering with butterflies and my legs were like jelly. His warm, erotic aroma wafted across me and I could feel my panties becoming damp from another gush of moist warmth. I was terrified that he was going to kiss me or fondle me, make a grab for me in some intimate place, instead he spoke. I’ll remember what he said forever.
"You really are a very beautiful and seriously desirable woman and I think your husband is totally off his head. You think you're being unfaithful to him, yet..."
He paused for a second or two studying my face. "I'll be perfectly honest with you and perhaps a little more crude than I should be. You are as hot as they come; I’m hard as hell just looking at you and I really want to fuck you right now. I want to lick your clit and push my tongue into your Pussy and taste your juice. I want to feel the slick warmth of you caressing up my Cock. I want you to beg me, to scream for me to fuck you and I want to fuck you until you beg me to stop and fill you with so much cum that you’ll gurgle when you scream for me to stop. I want to fuck you so badly I've thought of little else since we bumped into each other so I'll admit that I'd be disappointed if you back out. You know that your husband wants this to happen, he must be crazy but he wants me to fuck you. He wants you to feel me inside you so you can’t be cheating on him? I'm sure you think you're here to please him but I think that deep down you want me to fuck you, to please you What do you say?"

I've never had anyone talk to me in such base terms. I was mortified that such dirty and explicit talk excited me as much as it did. What did I want? I don’t know, truly I did want him to make love to me, this can’t be right, I’m a married woman. Knowing that it was what Clive wanted only made things worse, I was so confused and I knew that my last chance to escape this awful, erotic situation was sipping away fast. What do I want? He was holding my hands and looking deeply into my eyes, his eyes sparkled with lust, he said, "I need you now".
To this day I don't know if it was that vulgarly seductive speech or the vitality of that "I need you now" that finally tipped the balance.

He pulled me to press against him, he held me in his arms and ever so gently began to stroke my shoulder, I felt myself shiver , He brought his lips to mine gently and eased the straps off my shoulders as his feathery touch raised my desire. He slipped my dress down and in one fluid movement he undid my bra and my breasts fell free. A total stranger cupped a breast in one hand the other hand found the small of my back and he pulled me firmly against his firm body. His warmth and the pressure of his muscular frame pulled against me, it was then that I felt his thick, hard manhood bulging against my stomach.

We kissed passionately each exploring the warm sensuous mouth of the other, our tongues flicking, touching and caressing, his hand slid down to my waist then to my buttocks, he pulled me into him and worked his this manhood against me. He eased a hand between us and he began to stroke my Pussy mound through the thin material of my panties and began to gently massage me. I encircled him with my arms and held him tightly to me.

Here I was in a hotel room being kissed in the most deeply passionate way by a total stranger in the certain knowledge that we would soon be making love and to my shame I was eager. His exquisite, erotic aroma devastated my senses. I felt so guilty, so base, so dirty, so shocked, so naughty, so utterly immoral and so very, very excited as this stranger took a nipple between his lips. He teased with lips and tongue until I felt them begin to firm up, With finger and thumb he did the same to my other nipple before sliding down to his knees and begin to gently kiss my stomach. He knelt before me then in a fluid movement eased my panties down. I trembled as he blew gently onto my fine pubic hair and circled the long slow breath round and round. I felt an urge, the need to spread my legs, to open the way for him so he could get to my most intimate parts. My legs opened as I stepped out of my panties, as he eased my thighs apart with both of his hands and as he blew onto my clitoris my trembling intensified and then his tongue was there. I though my legs would give way it felt so good , what prevented me from falling to the ground was his hand on my buttocks pressing me into his face.

I must have been some sight, My dress discarded, my Boobs free, my nipples hard, my panties on the floor. All I was left wearing was a pair of Givenchy ankle boots that were impossible to kick off. My legs were straight and spread and a total stranger, a fully dressed stranger was kneeling before me nuzzling my most intimate place. Strangely I thought that this would make the most wonderful photograph, with back lighting and taken from directly in front of me, his back to the camera.

I was getting close to orgasm, I could feel the tension rising, the pleasurable feeling in my lower stomach building , my breath was becoming shallow and I began panting as he was pushing his face and his probing tongue into me harder, licking more intensively. He continued licking me as he guided me backwards on to the edge of the bed. As he lowered me my legs spread more, my heels resting on the edge of the bed and his tongue opened my lips fully and as I parted naturally he thrust his tongue deep into me.

The quick, ferocious, darting movements stimulated my labia, my Pussy, my clitoris, he even darted the tip of his tongue down and briefly across my anus. He moved back to massage my clitoris with his tongue and I felt a finger enter me, no, not one but two I think, I opened to accept him and he pushed his fingers into me. He began to massage my Pussy while he was sucking on my clitoris, Oh my God, how I came, a deep and intense orgasm like I'd never experienced before.

Why had Clive put me in this situation? Why has he done this to me? Am I cumming this like this because it’s not Clive but a stranger? How can I face him after this? I'll die of shame. What can I say to him after this? How can I possibly tell him, explain to him how exquisite this is, how this stranger made me orgasm so quickly and so powerfully? Why had he never made me cum like this? Oh why had Clive never done this to me before?

As I lay shuddering with pleasure, he crawled up over my body and fiddled clumsily with his zipper and then I felt pressure against my Pussy, a little stretching pain as I opened up and then a wave of pleasure when he pushed the engorged head of his cock into me. I could feel every contour, every vein and ridge as he entered me, I could feel that ridge of his cock head passing up inside my hot wet Pussy. He was stretching me beyond where I had been stretched in the past and I could not help letting out a little whimper of pleasure , as I did this I tilted my hips upwards a little and he straightened his arms pushing his upper body up and off me in a kind of arc driving himself fully into me in one fluid movement, finally his arms locked out straight.

All I I knew then was that I was in a work awash with pleasure, with a sensation of being completely stretched and completely filled. He froze with all of his lovely long thick cock buried inside me , balls resting against me and after what felt like an age he began to withdraw from me and then just as he was on the edge of pulling out completely he thrust back in again. The first few times hurt just a little as he penetrated deeper and deeper with each lunge then I hit a whole new dimension of pleasure ; I was being stretched fully when he hit something unforgiving deep inside. The more I tried to push him away the more of his Cock he forced into me and the more the severe, deep and intensive the pain and pleasure in the pit of my stomach blossomed. No... No he's too big. He really is too big, I can’t take this, surely this must be like giving birth (I can tell you now that it just doesn’t compare) and as I screamed for him to take it out something moved inside me. He thrust deeper and as the tension and pain exploded from my body an overwhelming sensation of pleasure, pressure, release and lust enveloped me. His huge and thick Cock filled me completely and I came again with the most violently explosive orgasm.

He must be so big that he'd hit my cervix, forced it aside and passed it and I remembered a girl at university extolling the virtues of her then current boyfriends' huge Cock . Now I envied that girl and thought it strange that I should be thinking of some girl I'd not seen for over 15 years as the waves of the most astounding orgasm ever spread through my body.
And the stranger rested with his Cock fully pushed into me again his back arched, his pubic bone thrust against mine and he uttered little groans and grunts as he felt my body tremble and convulse beneath him

As that most astounding orgasm began to diminish he started to move inside me again, minutely at first, rocking back and forth ever so slowly until I felt like begging him, fuck me. What? I don’t think like that, surely that didn't come from my mind. It did and I wanted to scream at him to fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me like I've never been fucked before please fuck me. He smiled down at me and I realised I wasn't in my mind, I had actually shouted those words out loud, I'd begged him to fuck me.
He almost withdrew then shock as he rammed back into me and then he was fucking me full length. He almost pulled out then his hips dropped so the head of that huge member rubbed against the front of my Pussy then he straightened, powering that magnificent length into me and at the last moment his hips rose so his pubic bone rubbed my clitoris. He slammed into me so quick, so hard and then pulled out so very slowly. "Ooh yess ffffuck meee". His movements were truly driving me crazy and I was very close to cumming again, building up, not only from my clitoris but also from inside my Pussy . My arms reached out wide then grasped for his shoulders, my legs lifted and wrapped around his waist, trapping him inside me , I tried to curl up as I pulled him into me, to make myself as small as possible so I could feel his long, thick, exquisite Cock penetrate deeper and stretch me wider.
I never thought making love, no, this was definitely not making love, this was fucking,pure dirty Fucking being FUCKED, capitals are important here. I never thought that being FUCKED could be so intense. Realisation... I've never really been fucked before. The word that I thought so crude describes this act perfectly. Fucked, FUCKED, I was being FUCKED, I was being filled completely. FUCKED by a stranger! A total stranger, a man that I'd first seen probably less than thirty minutes ago is FUCKING me like I've never been fucked before. In truth I've never been fucked before full stop. How long since I met him, what time is it I wonder? Stranger, what's so strange about stranger? He'd kissed me in places Clive had never done and at this very moment his Cock is deeper inside me than Clives could ever be. This stranger had made me orgasm three or was it four times much more intensely than Clive had ever managed in not many more minutes; I'm still reeling from the last one that's why my mind is wondering like this.

I bucked my hips and squeezed myself tightly around his shaft and shouted "cum, cum now, cum in me please". I pulled him hard into me and he jerked himself deeper forcing pelvic bones to grind, exquisite agony pulsed from deep inside me intensifying my orgasm as he pushed further into me. I felt his cock begin to twitch, start to pulse and then throb as his cum gushed into me.
Tenth anniversary, I’ve been married to Clive for ten years today, in fact almost exactly ten years to the hour and a total stranger I met less than an hour ago has just ejaculated deep into me. Stranger... He's filled me with his sperm, he's actually had his tongue in my anus for Gods sake, how personal does a guy need to be before... realisation... Does this happen as strangers? Do I need to know his name?
I gurgled "I'm Lynda, who are you?"
His Cock shook and pulsed inside me as we laughed, he gasped between sobs of laughter as my laughing caused my Pussy to clench even tighter and quiver around his Cock.
Well that was it I thought, he’d ejaculated so now his Cock would shrink, he'd roll off me and that magnificent manhood would slip out of me, we'd tidy ourselves up and go our separate ways. I dreaded going separate ways "Could we do that again sometime soon?"

As I finished the question he jerked out of me, twirled round on the bed, his head fell between my legs and he began to nuzzle me, to lick and suck and blow. I must have been soaking, he was licking his own cum , how can a man do that? I was mesmerised by that thought and then I opened my eyes, his semi hard Cock was only inches away from my face. How could I possibly have survived having all of that inside me? I have to admit that I haven’t seen Clives so close up but even so comparing to my husband this stranger really was absolutely huge and beautiful to behold.
I’ve never properly felt Clive with my hands before but tentatively I reached and touched this stranger’s semi hard penis, I stroked it from base to tip along the underside and it quivered to my touch. I gripped it near the base encircling with my fingers and gave a little squeeze, it was warm and starting to firm up again. I pulled my hand up his shaft and a bead of semen oozed from the tip. I wonder? I licked the bead away with my tongue and I felt so naughty that I almost came again. It was warm and thick but oddly dry tasting, I expected a creamy taste so I was a little disappointed that it was so salty, otherwise more or less tasteless. I pulled some more and as I did more semen trickled out and I licked it away. I kissed and licked that beautiful purple tip and It felt so naughty.

His ministrations down below and my mind telling me how wicked I was were bringing me to orgasm again, I trembled a little and he pulled away. In one smooth movement he was then standing beside the bed, I'd been flipped over onto my stomach, he reached underneath me and pulled me up so that I was kneeling on the bed then pushed my head down and pulled my backside back as he thrust. It was hard and vigorous and I was orgasming within seconds. He didn't stop, driven by passion, he just kept ramming hard and deep into me and I came again, then again, this third time didn't stop, it just kept on building and building, peak upon peak and still he continued fucked me.
Is this what they call a multiple orgasm? Yes it must be, here it comes again. I wish Clive were here to see this - to watch me taken to heaven and back over and over again. Oh Clive, thank you, you've helped me discover what's been missing, this is what I've been missing. You must have known that you'd never awoken me, never fucked me and never satisfied an unknown need in me. Oh how it must have torn your heart to think that you were not fulfilling me. I wonder how long you've known? How long you've been longing for this to happen? How long have you been planning this? You know me so well, better than I know myself. I wonder how many more women there are in this world that have never been fucked properly? How many more women who don't realise what they are missing? That's a frightening thought. Clive, you really have to see this, to see me being fucked and why is my mind wondering like this every time this stranger makes me cum.
I was wrenched from my reverie by the strong hands of the stranger pulling me hard against him, my buttocks tight against him, his huge thick Cock totally filling me pulsing as more jets of his sperm surged into me. The last traces of my first ever multiple orgasm leaked out from my body.

We then lay side by side on the bed, I was completely sated and in a state of euphoria. The stranger was still panting from his exertion. His wonderful Cock lay in my hand, not fully hard but still firm and weighty and just a little flexible as I stroked him. I did something then that I'd never considered before. I began by kissing his chest as I unbuttoned his shirt. I worked the shirt off his broad shoulders and eased his muscular arms out of the sleeves. I licked sweat from his chest and kissed his nipples then kissed and licked my way down to his manhood. I eased his shoes off then I pushed his boxer shorts down to his ankles then eased his trousers and shorts over each foot as I kissed and licked his thighs. I knelt between his legs where his balls hung and his thick penis lay curving across his belly. This was all new ground to me but it seemed obvious what I needed to do. I lifted his testicles and licked the underside of his scrotum; a wave of his overwhelming, erotic aroma flooded my nostrils, the taste of salt and musty sex on my tongue and I felt a little flood of pleasure from my stomach. Before he'd pushed his tongue into my anus and it had brought me the most unusual wicked feeling, I did the same to him, first licking the tight puckered ring then probing with my tongue. I’ve never done this before but it just felt that I was doing the right thing. His legs came up and fell onto my shoulders, his hands held my head and pushed me into him. My tongue penetrated deeper, the tight anus opening for my tongue and gripping me tightly. I slid my tongue forward towards his testicles; I licked and kissed them then gently lay them back. Starting right at the base, in the hollow between testicles and penis I slowly and delicately licked and kissed the entire length of the bulge in the underside of his penis. I tasted the mixture of his semen and my own pussy juice. I reached the bulbous purple tip and worked my tongue up and down the ridge of the V then lifted his firm but flexible penis and took him between my lips and into my mouth. I really had no idea what I should do but it's called sucking so I did and I brushed him with my tongue at the same time. Clive had asked me to do this for him and the thought always revolted me and now, freely of my own volition I was sucking a Cock .

He groaned and tensed and his Cock slid further into my mouth and pushed into my throat, I began to heave and gag and he pulled back. I rubbed the tip with my tongue, swirling back and forth and then gripped the base of him and began bobbing my head up and down as I sucked him firmly into me. He hardened and swelled forcing my jaw wider, It became uncomfortable but I was determined to finish what I started. My jaw was on fire and he began pushing me onto him so his Cock forced into my throat again, I tried to help pulling back before I gagged then moving forward again. Each time it felt like he went a little deeper into my throat and then I felt him began to twitch in my mouth and he pulled my head off him. A thick white jet of Cum erupted and plastered my lips and nose. His hard Cock was springing upwards freed from my grip as it spasmed and a second powerful jet shot up my forehead and into my hair, then just as I was pulling his cock back towards my lips the third jet erupted to splatter in my dangling hair; I could see the globs of his cum just hanging there. I overshot and the fourth jet splattered against my chin and neck before I managed to get him between my lips again, I sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, his salty Cum and as the last of it trickled into my mouth I realised that I’d sucked a man to ejaculation and then drunk at least some of his cum.

Not enough, I wanted Clive here with me, here in this room, I wanted him to share my experience "Can I ask him to come up?"
"Sure” he said of course , he is your husband.

I sat on the edge of the bed and picked up my mobile phone, as I did so My lover pushed me backwards, knelt between my legs and began rubbing his cock head up and down against my clitoris then sliding towards my pussy, poking the head inside me then pulling out and sliding further down towards my anus. Back up and the head just slipped into me then out and up to my clitoris. I misdialed 3 times, on the forth attempt I heard my husbands voice, just as I spoke my lover powered into me, I gasped. This was absurd, another man was driving me to orgasm whilst talking to my husband on the phone. Not only absurd but absolutely exhilarating, I’m going to cum, I managed to blurt down the phone that Clive should come up to the room then threw the phone down as another wondrous multiple wave of pleasure flooded through me.
He fucked me hard and fast and rubbed my clitoris vigorously with his fingers, just after I screamed with orgasmic delight he pulled out of me and showered me across my stomach with more of his semen. He slid back into me and gently rode my orgasm as i took my hand and rubbed it in the semen pooled on my stomach.

There was a knock at the door, it opened and Clive stood in the doorway. I've never seen him look so excited, so amazed at anything he'd seen before. My lover rolled off me and Clives mouth dropped open, he stared and I knew that I wanted him to fuck me there and then, with this tall muscular stranger who had brought me so much pleasure, who had filled me and covered me in semen looking on. I spoke and Clive moved forward, he unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers down, he leaned over me and kissed my lips, as he pulled back to kneel between my legs I saw the glint of my lovers semen on his lips and showing damp on his shirt. He'd kissed me on the lips even thought I had another mans cum there , that must have taken a great deal of courage. His Cock sort of entered me and it felt different like a ghostly thing, almost not there. He pulled back and he fell out; my Pussy must have been so sloppy , wet with cum that he couldn't keep himself inside me. He took my hands and pressed them above my head and he must have seen the semen on my hands and across my wedding ring, he looked into my eyes and grunted with pleasure , I felt the warmth on my inner thigh as Clive came , such a strong spurt but so quick, I could tell by his far away exquisite expression, the quivering tension in his body, the clenching of muscles the long drawn out sigh that it was so good for him.

This stranger had planned this, the semen glistening on my body, coating my hands, body and my wedding ring, him lying next to us with his penis laying half hard across my stomach. This was designed to leave my husband in no doubt that someone else had fucked me and I really don't know what came over me then. I humiliated him, I humiliated my husband, my love, my partner in life in front of a stranger, I was mortified but it seemed that Clive was so very excited by his shame. The sight of me made him come so quickly, perhaps he felt he'd let me down and perhaps I felt that he had, perhaps I expected too much but I could see exhilaration in his eyes. When I spoke those awful words it excited him that I could say saying something like that with a stranger in the room who had so obviously awoken such intense feelings in me. He was aroused by what I said and what I had done and I think that he knew at that moment that the missing element in our marriage had been found................

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valandjayne
This is so good felt like i was there in the moment.
I've made a few observations below.  
My the overriding thought is WOW how amazing that this could happen!
Peeing and shoping on the Motorway services one minute the next being, as you put it, FUCKED!

Your inner thoughts are so insightful - I know I please and satisfy my wife sexually.
I'm only one of three men to have ever fucked her, which I should be pleased about but....
I want her, like you, to be "woken" sexually, to experience every physical mental emotion you decribe but... HOW do I get her to across the "Rubicon" 

Observations
OMG how could anyone resist the "pitch" below 

"He paused for a second or two studying my face. "I'll be perfectly honest with you and perhaps a little more crude than I should be. You are as hot as they come; I’m hard as hell just looking at you and I really want to fuck you right now. I want to lick your clit and push my tongue into your Pussy and taste your juice. I want to feel the slick warmth of you caressing up my Cock. I want you to beg me, to scream for me to fuck you and I want to fuck you until you beg me to stop and fill you with so much cum that you’ll gurgle when you scream for me to stop. I want to fuck you so badly I've thought of little else since we bumped into each other so I'll admit that I'd be disappointed if you back out. You know that your husband wants this to happen, he must be crazy but he wants me to fuck you. He wants you to feel me inside you so you can’t be cheating on him? I'm sure you think you're here to please him but I think that deep down you want me to fuck you, to please you What do you say?"

How honest of you to say this - was it sympathy or your inner lust?

To this day I don't know if it was that vulgarly seductive speech or the vitality of that "I need you now" that finally tipped the balance.
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Wonderful 
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this is what life is about!  new experiences, and i think this is a treasured one for you, based on how you wrote this.
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Lyndamilfxx
ถึง SigmaCrow : Just reliving my experiences, glad you like them x
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SigmaCrow
Beautifully written and very erotic, I've been stroking my stiff cock as I've been reading.
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SancheZ069
hot :smile:
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alan_inlondon
wow  what  a hot  hot  HOT  sexciting lady  you turned out to be  - i look forward to reading more about  your  thoughts and desires
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Lyndamilfxx
Well said Sir 
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Great story, life changing experience.. 
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ถึง Lyndamilfxx : Wish I could meet up with you and have a similar experience 🙂
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Lyndamilfxx
ถึง Ukchris56 : Life experience babe 
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Wow ,what a fantastic story.more please 
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bull_4_play
Well done x
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Mouthwatering, such a sexy enthralling story, care to have a second husband? 
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SancheZ069
WOW :smile: so hot and exciting
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Lyndamilfxx
ถึง grantc : Mmmmm lovely 
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grantc
so erotic made me so hard  
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Scotscoupleup4it
Fantastic x
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405david
You have a rare talent for describing your feelings and desires, as this incredibly erotic story demonstrates xx.
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n2oral
Whenever I have sex with any woman I’m not married to, my wife always knows because I’m so horny when I return! She doesn’t want to swing any more, but she leaves it when I come home with my dick smelling of whoever I just screwed…
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very hot
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Fantastic, well written, great detail. I will be reading more of your posts :smile:
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blueskins
Your best post yet - great stuff!
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Lyndamilfxx
ถึง nflatrader : Life experience babe 
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nflatrader
Great story.
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Paranoid9999
Fabulous story Lynda, I couldn’t stop stroking my cock as I read it. Would love to hear if you had any more sessions with your lover.
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Absolutely superb, I’ve read this 5 times and wanked until I’ve cum every time X 
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doyyod
My god.  Excellent prose!  I was jacking off as soon as you described bumping into this man.  I came when you described him cumming inside you.  I'm spent!  Thanks for sharing.
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haiche
Excellent post ,respect 
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Lyndamilfxx
ถึง Firemancharles : Mmmm
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