The first ti(M)e I (F)ucked a married girl. And some anal! Detailed, true.

This was many years ago so please understand as it will hard to be as detailed as I usually like to be. Also this incident takes place about two years after my sexcapades with a very hot older lady, which I've written down for you arousal HERE. The married woman is Amber, my friend Kevin's wife…

Her husband overseas at work for an extended period, Amber had just moved into a rental home. Since there was no real male figure in her immediate life to help, it fell on me to be a good friend and do what I could for her. It was also a bonus that there was an abundance of Jack Daniels and good bud to be had in exchange for me just helping unpack, move furniture, yard care, stuff like that. Plus we were good friends and had a lot of fun and goofiness together.

I'll do my best to describe Amber for you. She's much shorter than me, I'm going to guess 5'3" or so, and has a very slight frame. Platinum blond shoulder length hair, she liked to keep it in a pony tail most of the time since she liked working outside in the yard planting a garden and flowers. She didn't mind getting dirty, and wasn't afraid of much. Later when she moved to a bit of farmland she raised goats, slaughtered chickens, shot coyotes, just a great outdoorsy fun girl! With a straight figure and no booty to speak of, she could be called a skinny white girl, hehe. Tiny but cute and always perky A-cup tits, a great smile, and infectious laugh completed this picture of a young slightly odd and lonely wife.

At the time I was sort of seeing one of Amber's friends, Rachel (another many stories down that road if anyone is interested), and we all three hung out many times in the evenings; drinking, smoking, just hanging out. Well over the course of several weeks I noticed a change in Amber, she started touching me on the arm or sitting closer to me on the couch as we shared a bowl or three. Her leg would rest on mine, sometimes she'd coyly lay back on the couch and put her legs over mine, her shirt lifting up slightly to expose her smooth skin.

She started looking at me differently too, I wasn't really sure what that look was at first but when we were both pretty buzzed one night listening to music she put on Dave Matthews Band. Now this is and always has been one of my favorite musical artists, and hers too. Now being a girl, she knew what she was doing the whole time, and me being a guy, had no idea that she had been secretly and subtly seducing me over the last few weeks… the song Say Goodbye came on, and as we were talking she got very quiet and looked at me as we both just listened to the music. Her eyes seemed to look beyond me as a friend, deeper into me, and she shifted her legs just a tiny bit across my lap. Nothing really sexual, but all of a sudden the energy in the living room shifted; a charge, a spark, something different and new and raw between us both.

She passed me the glass bowl with her home-grown bud and as I took it from her I noticed she made a conscious effort to touch my fingers with hers. She smiled and asked if I like this song, of course, I replied. She asked if I'd ever really listened to the words, which I had, but not REALLY to the point of understanding. You know when you like a song but don't care what the lyrics are, the music and melody is perfect but you get lost in that more than words. Well the moment kind of faded as I sparked the green and inhaled deeply, although I could tell she was still looking at me, almost staring. As I exhaled she said that I should look up the lyrics, and tell her what I thought next time we hung out.

Well the night just went on as usual after that; drinks and dinner, laughter and silliness. She made an awesome stew from her garden veggies… it's the little things I remember ;)

I looked up the lyrics the next day, and if you want to see them in detail it's right HERE. Please, read them, enjoy them, I've always loved this song in it's beauty and simplicity. Anyway I realized what she was getting at, at least I thought I did…

Later that day out of the blue she texted with, "Did you read the lyrics?"

"Yep, they are amazing! What are you up to tonight? Bowls and booze?" I replied.

"I'll be here all day, come over whenever."

So I head directly over after work, not really sure what is going to happen, or even what to think about this weird shift in her mood. We smoke it up, chill, pour drinks, and she turns sideways to face me on the couch.

"Do you understand what I want?" I'd never thought of this girl sexually, she's my friends wife! And here she is in sweatpants, loose white shirt, and her hair down, just digging into my soul with her eyes. I was so worried and confused, on one hand I wanted to have this girl, since she wanted me. On the other… it's my friends wife. I didn't have much time to think about it; she grabbed my shirt and pulled my into her, our lips meeting, tongues twisting, all heat and passion and pure lust.

I pull back after that first long kiss and question her, she replied with, "I'm alone, and horny all the time. I need this, please." Welp, that was it for me!

The living room had a tiled floor and was bare of furniture except for the couch, television and radio in the corner, and a few lamps. Amber had been sleeping on the floor on a piece of memory foam and a sleeping bag, she said it was lonely in her bed without her hubby there.

I pulled her shirt over her tiny light-skinned arms and she almost tried to cover her tiny tits, realizing her friend of 3+ years was seeing her for the first time, but she pulled her hands away just as quickly and we started kissing deeply again. We moved to the floor on the sleeping back and I pulled her sweats off, her cute superwoman panties, and reveled in the beauty of this alabaster girl before me, naked and breathing heavily. Her untrimmed bush of blond unable to conceal her pussy lips, she spread her legs slightly and ran one of her feet up my still jean-covered leg to my crotch; my cock was straining against the jeans, she made the 'come here' motion with her finger.

Standing up to take my clothes off, she raised her arms above her head and I saw the need, the lust in her eyes, taking me in as I pulled my pants down and my cock sprang up out of their confines. I could see her eyes widen in surprise. Now I'm not the biggest cock in town, about 7" or so, but nice and thick, with a big head. And she is a tiny little girl, so the look was slightly amusing, and I knew this was going to be fun! I leaned down and kissed her, feeling a hand wrap around my neck and the other slide down my back and grab my ass, pulling me into her. I didn't even plan it, but we somehow lined up perfectly and I spread her pussy open and slid into a dripping hole; tight, hot, and wet.

She whole-body-shuddered. Her head tipped back and her gasp was so intense I felt her pussy clench around me. We moved together, there was no awkwardness or fumbling, just her need to be filled, and my desire to give her exactly that.

I hit bottom, pulled slowly back almost the entire way, then smoothly back in; as deep as I could go until resistance. After three of these slow thrusts and her arms wrapped around me, legs in the air, she moaned and almost yelled out. I could feel every part of her tense as she came. It had been long enough for her that just those few thrusts were all she needed. Breathing fast and hard as I supported my weight on elbows, she pulled me closer and we stayed like that, hugging, for several minutes as I slowly moved my hips. No thrusts, just slow, easy, tiny movements inside her.

Opening her eyes she looked up at me and whispered, "Thank you. Thank you…. now, fuck me!" There was an impish grin coming to her lips, and I didn't need a second invitation. I pulled her legs up to my chest and pumped every inch of my cock into her. I'm not sure how long we fucked, she came two more times, and I couldn't hold out any longer. Thrusting up until last possible second I pulled out and tightly gripped my cock, the first shot landing on the left side of her face and partly onto the sleeping bag. My hot ropes of cum shot over her belly, then into her already soaking wet bush, dripping down over her pussy.

We lay there for a few minutes kissing, then she showered and I cleaned up after she was done. We fell asleep buzzed from drinks, weed, and sex on top of the makeshift bed in the living room. She woke me in the early hours grinding her ass into my cock.

"I want you again, will you fuck my ass? I've never had it and Kevin won't do that." I heard her whisper with heavy breath.

Sliding into her pussy, it was already soaked and after a few thrusts to coat my cock I pulled out and she adjusted, sticking her ass out just a bit more, both of us laying on our sides. I felt my head pop into her ass, and she yelped; from pleasure or pain I'll never know. Then she turned into a different creature entirely, and pushed her ass all the way down, swallowing every bit of my cock. No pause, nothing slow about it. And then it was her rhythm, her movements, using me for her gratification. She was unstoppable, panting and grinding on me, it only took a few minutes and I was going to cum!

She turned her head to look up at me, eyes greedy with desire, her arm arched back holding her ass cheek up, and watched as I filled her ass with my cum.

We never fucked again, never kissed, never spoke of it, after that night. The husband returned home a few months later and we went on like nothing happened. They moved to the Midwest to be with family, we still talk on occasion through facebook.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/30taj7/the_first_time_i_fucked_a_married_girl_and_some