February 8, 2011
How I Strayed
My lover connected me to the stories on this site, and after reading several I decided that we might have interesting enough tales to post with others.
I’m 38 years old and have been with my husband for 17 years total. I had a lot of sex before marriage, and wasn’t sure how well I would do in the one man forever concept, but I made it 10 years in to our marriage (almost to the day I think) before I strayed to another man. My lover is also married and we are quietly but actively engaged in finding and fulfilling each other’s pleasures and sexual desires.
Our first intimate encounter happened almost a year ago now. We met at work and started learning more about each other via texting, which of course led to sexting and some very compelling thoughts of being together and seeing how sexually compatible we were. While my husband was out of town on a business trip and the kids were off to sleep I invited J over for some late night attention. I don’t remember what work excuse he provided his wife, but his car flew here. I had prepped him that on this first encounter he shouldn’t expect to get past “second base”. I set the living room up with lit candles everywhere for mood lighting and some Natalie Merchant playing in the background. My stomach jumped with anticipation, nerves and excitement. I think I was wet before he even made it to my house. We didn’t need a lot of small talk upon his arrival, but quickly began to kiss. It was thrilling to have another man touch me. To learn how his tongue would circle my lips and probe in to my mouth in a slow and inviting manner. It didn’t take long before my top was off and he was inching his face down to coax my erect nipples from under the lace edge to my bra. That came off too and he used his hands and mouth to cover my boobs with his scent. The slight scrape of the stubble on his chin after a long day sent chills down my spine as he moved further and further down my body. I started undressing him as well and pulled his dick from his boxers. He was erect and long and firm in my hand. I was glad that he was larger than what I’d spent the last 10 years with and I knew that I wanted to feel him inside me.
He pulled down my panties and let out a pleasing sound as he tasted around my lips. So much for second base-there was no slowing down now. J dipped his head between my legs and I was so wet I was even amazed. The thrill of him touching me all over, and the newness to this tryst was unbearable. I’m surprised I didn’t come within the first few seconds. He licked my pussy so completely, focusing in on my exposed clit and how large and firm it was getting from all of the attention from his tongue. His fingers dipped inside me and as I moaned he hummed a “mmmm…you like that” and he kept on.
I pulled him up so that I could touch his dick. The head had swollen and I knew that he needed to pop. He slid inside my soaking wet pussy right there on my couch and fucked me so well, alternating between slow long strokes and fast pumping until he came. This was the first man to come inside me besides my husband and such a long time-I loved the feel of his cum deep inside me and secretly knowing that my husband would never appreciate that his wife had just been taken on their couch by her new found Latin Lover. After he dressed and left, I returned the house to normal and went off to bed. I replayed the scene in my head while I touched my still swollen and wet pussy and had an orgasm thinking about this first encounter and how complete it felt to be fucked by another man. The thought of my cum mixing with his cum inside me sent my body in to a second wave of orgasm. I hadn’t felt this complete in a long time, and I couldn’t wait to do it again…
Submitted by: Celia - USA













