Yolanda -my first time(s) with a married woman. (m/f)

So if you have read any of my other stories, you may have noticed I have have been with some married women. I know that makes me an asshole, but I'm definitely not alone there. The following is about the first time I was with a married woman and it wasn't exactly how I thought it would be…

Having a gay friend has it's advantages. My friend David was a friend from college and when he decided to come out, it wasn't a surprise. I didn't really care because a friend is a friend… and… he always had very hot women around him.

One of his friends was this girl Yolanda, who at the time I met her, was not married. David used to tell me things like "man, she is probably gonna go home and rub her pussy thinking about you'. Being the shy guy I was at the time, I laughed and later masturbated thinking about her. We didn't run into each other much and our lives kind of went on their own separate paths.

A couple of years later, I get a message on facebook 1.0, also known as myspace and it's her. We start messaging back and forth and she tells me she is married but that it's not working out and that he is gone away all the time. I'm not gonna lie and say I did the respectable thing, I knew what she was doing. She was flirting with me pretty heavy, and I was flirting back.

And soon messages online were turning into phone calls, and our talks were getting more and more suggestive. She'd tell me about her past hookups and I'd share mine. And one day it finally happened.

Yolanda suggested I come over and watch some movies. She lived a few towns over and I found myself driving to this mountain town about 25 minutes away to meet this woman. It took a while to find her place with the town being poorly lit but I eventually made it.

When I got there, Yolanda, who is a red head with medium (not quite a full handful) tits and a great ass, had her hair up wearing a tshirt with a sports bra underneath and hip hugger pants that really showed off that great ass. She had things set up in the living room kind of like a movie night would be for camping in the living room when you are a kid -pillows and blankets on the floor. This got my suspicions up, but I wanted to play it cool.

We start catching up talking about mutual friends, past relationships, and movies. It was about an hour in when she reiterated that she was fed up with her husband and that it wasn't going to work out. I give her a big hug and just try to comfort her. She later tells me about the crush she had on me and I, still a bit reserved, decide that we should watch a movie.

I don't know why I remember it, but the movie was Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas. That movie is weird enough alone, but here it is, around 1 a.m. on the floor in blankets with this married woman and we start to hold hands when I decide to go for it and give her a kiss that leads to tongue. It was go time.

My hands start feeling her tits through her sports bra as Yolanda started breathing heavier and heavier, I decided to go a little lower when I discovered her very small patch of hair above her soaking pussy. I started to rub her clit before I worked two fingers inside of her and started pumping.

Growing harder, I pull off her pants and panties and look at this beautiful pussy. I decide to go for it, and as I am taking my pants off I see Yolanda looking down to get a peek at the cock that is about to fuck her senseless. I spring out my cock and see her smile and start to enter her lovely tight pussy. She felt incredibly wrapped about my shaft, and with each thrust, her wetness welcomed me more.

Both of us in rhythm, the sound of our heavy breathing and our bodies pressing into one another getting us worked up had Yolanda close her eyes as I took her pussy harder. With her eyes closed enjoying me, I noticed she had her wedding ring still on.

I don't know why but that made me even hornier and I started pumping faster and harder looking at this married woman who had wanted me for years under me with her eyes closed taking my cock with her hands up by her head. Looking at her wedding ring, knowing she had wanted my cock so badly made me an even more horrible person, because I knew then that was now a fetish for me, and I should have been more careful but I pumped even harder and just looked at that ring on her hand next to her face and her closed eyes as I shot load after load of my hot cum deep inside of her wet needy pussy. It was one of those were I didn't even slow up, I just kept thrusting harder and harder and harder while I drained myself inside of her.

I just layed there inside of her hard and empty as she opened her eyes and kissed me there on her floor where I would stay for a few more hours.

This would lead to us talking more and more, her even gushing to her friends about me.

A few days later, still feeling conflicted about my fetish, we were having dinner at home and she decided she wanted more. I held back as best I could, but I ended with her under me on the couch with my fingers deep inside of her while she fucked my hand until she came. She had told me nobody else besides herslef had ever gotten her off with fingers and started to rub my cock through my slacks.

I held off as much as I could and ended up going down the hall to her bedroom. She had some turned down picture frames and her wedding ring still on as we stripped down and turned off the lights. I was trying to see around the room when I felt her hand on my cock stroking me. I felt her ring against my shaft and couldn't take it anymore. As bad I thought I was holding back, I layed her down on the bed and just shoved my rock hard cock deep inside of that wet pussy over and over again.

Yolanda, kept telling me to go harder while I frantically started pounding that pussy as fast I could. Her moaning increased and the room was quiet except for the sound of us enjoying each other and as she began to shake, she gripped my cock even tighter. That was it, I exploded into her over and over pounding away until my cock got sensitive that I had to pull out.

We just layed there in the dark, holding one another for a while. Our hands would wander and my tongue would as well. My tongue tasting those sweet nipples got her moaning as she rubbed her freshly fucked pussy for me and I got hard again and knew that we were gonna have at least one more time tonight.

I spread Yolanda's legs while she grabbed my ass and pushed me back inside of her. This time, she started telling me to fuck her and I gladly obliged. Throbbing harder and faster, I kept pumping and fucking away at her pussy as I grabbed her shoulders and started pushing her down on my cock and it felt like I never was going to cum.

I finally switched my hands to grabbing her hips and pulling her up and telling her to take my cock even harder with her just moaning as she gripped my cock even tighter. I knew I was close, but she was even closer and she started to moan so loud that I thought she was going to get her neighbors complaining but I just kept fucking away until I emptied what cum I had left deep inside of her. We ended up cleaning up and falling asleep shortly after.

About two days later, one of her friends she had gushed to me about sends me a message that looked like it might be nice that completely changed when I opened it and read it. It basically said that I was a horrible home wrecker looking for a piece of ass and that I should go fuck myself. It had upset me enough that I talked to Yolanda about it and told her how even though we had both wanted each other, that I didn't want to be another excuse in her failing marriage.

Turns out that a few weeks later that I come to find out that she wasn't getting a divorce and that her husband was just away working in the oil fields and she just wanted to fuck me. I was pretty pissed and let her know while she kept sending messages for a good two months letting me know when her husband was gonna be away and that she was sorry and that she really was going to get a divorce but I just couldn't deal with the hot mess that was going to be. Also, I had cum in this woman a few times and I was afraid that I might have knocked her up, so for a few weeks after that last time we were together, I was fucking paranoid.

Turns out her friend was right, I did want a piece of ass. I found a new fetish and have been with married women since, but never in such a messy way.

I hadn't heard from her in a few years, but the last time I did hear from her, she was still trying to bark up the same tree… but now with 2 kids. -No Thanks.

David still makes fun of me for cumming in her. smacks forhead

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/35u2md/yolanda_my_first_times_with_a_married_woman_mf