18 [F] Persuading my much older, married PT to cum inside me (pics inside)

I started going to the gym 18 months ago, it was a bit daunting for me since everyone seemed to know exactly what they were doing and were much older than me. I was clueless. One of the PT’s noticed this and was super helpful, gave me a tour and showed me how everything worked.From then on we had a friendly relationship in the gym, we got to know each other fairly well and would often sit and chat for a while after I’d finished in the gym.

Two weeks ago he asked me if I’d like to look after his dog and his house for a couple of nights as he was going away for the weekend and his wife was in London with work for a week or so. I agreed eagerly as I adore dogs but mainly I saw it as an excuse to get to know him better and extend our relationship beyond just the gym. I’d always quite fancied Tom, he was tall, fit, and had that whole handsome older man thing going on. I wasn’t sure how old he was but I’d guessed at mid 30’s, maybe 34. I’ve fantasised about being with someone older than me A LOT, and especially someone married. I know that’s awful but the idea that I could fuck someones husband because I’m younger and more attractive gets me wet every time.

We exchanged numbers, spoke about his dog and then he said he’d leave me his spare key behind reception and I could pick it up before I go round that weekend. I texted him a few hours later and told him I was excited about his dog. He sent me a few pictures and we chatted for the rest of the evening on and off, I was desperately trying to flirt but I couldn’t figure out how. I decided not to be subtle and straight up told him how good his body was looking recently – if it backfired I could hide behind the excuse that it was just gym talk. He read the message and I waited for a reply for what seemed like forever. While he was typing I thought about all the dirty things it might be, how he wanted to bend me over, maybe he wanted me on my knees. All that came back was ‘You too.’ Well, disappointing, but it’s a start I guess. I thanked him and said I was feeling quite proud of the way I was looking. Eventually he seemed to open up, and began to flirt back. He complimented me on my legs, and I was fishing so damn hard for compliments it was embarrassing reading it back. I said that his chest was looking particularly good recently, and wondered if he had any opinion on mine. ‘You’re a naughty girl’ was the response. I agreed and said goodnight. Keep ‘em keen… or something.

More gentle flirting continued the following day on WhatsApp. I had several failed attempts at making things a bit more x-rated and it frustrated me slightly. I went to the gym, picked up his keys and went to the address he’d sent me. HIS DOG WAS SO CUTE. All it wanted to do was sit on my lap. We had fun on the Saturday and Sunday, I didn’t text Tom, and he didn’t text me. It was a show of massive self-control for me, but late Sunday afternoon I caved.

He finally text. “On my way, be home in a few hours. How are you getting on? Has he been alright for you?”

I messaged back telling him he’d been great and that we were having lots of cuddles.

“Aww, let’s see?”

Bingo. I seized this opportunity in the sluttiest way I could think of. I quickly threw off my jeans and top, went and picked the dog up, ran upstairs to his bed and sent him the following pictures:

[https://imgur.com/a/Ko2Guvm](https://imgur.com/a/Ko2Guvm)

He replied almost instantly with a simple ‘fuck.’ I let the message sit there for a minute or two before he replied with ‘you look amazing.’ So I went in for the kill.

“When is your wife home?”

“Tuesday. Don’t get dressed”

“Okay :)”

At this point I was shaking a little. What the fuck was I doing? He’s married. For gods sake he’s probably almost 20 years older than me. But I was wet, so so wet and excited. I put the dog downstairs and closed the door. I couldn’t help but touch myself, I edged myself a few times right there on the stairs.

The dog started barking and at that point I knew he was home. I ran upstairs and tried to get myself in to some kind of classy, but sexy and seductive pose on the bed. I tried like three of them and I think I looked like a complete dick, I stood up and he opened the door. I jumped and just stood there in his bedroom, in nothing but my bra and (wet) knickers. Not what I’d pictured but the way he looked me up and down was so fucking hot. I felt so exposed. I sat down on the bed and he sat down with a fairly large gap between us. He looked a little awkward. I shuffled up to him and broke the silence

‘Sooo… I didn’t get dressed’ we both laughed awkwardly. He told me I looked great, I told him I felt even better. But he didn’t touch me. I put my hand on the top his and picked it up, placing it on my thigh. He ran his hand up the outside of my thigh, then up my upper arm and eventually to my cheek and he tucked my hair behind my ear. He continued gently stroking my cheek and I was getting incredibly turned on at this point, I just wanted to jump on him. His finger slowly moved to my lips, gently grazing them. I held his hand still, and slowly moved his finger in to my mouth, sucking gently whilst making my best ‘fuck me’ eyes. I was going to have him.

He grabbed my hips, pulled me closer and we kissed. Frantic, messy and awkward kisses. I fumbled with his belt and finally got it loose, he stood up and I unbuttoned his jeans while he took off his shirt. I decided to speed things along and took off his underwear with his jeans. His cock was seriously gorgeous. Thick, not too long, the veins were nice and his skin was soft. I stroked him a few times while he grabbed at my bra before freeing my tits. His other hand disappeared down my knickers and discovered just how wet I was, he teased my hole, placing his finger just on the outside before moving it away. I moaned dramatically.

My head was spinning, this didn’t feel real. He slid off my knickers and took my nipples in his mouth, using his teeth to bite gently. Fuck. I needed him bad. I positioned myself on my side, facing towards him, so that his cock was between my legs as he played with my tits. I stroked him and then positioned him at the entrance of my extremely wet pussy, rubbing gently. He froze.

“We don’t have a condom”

I looked at him, and without saying a word, slid him inside my hungry, wet pussy. He moaned soo much. We both did. He felt so nice inside, thick and warm and just MMM. After a short while he pulled out, rolled me on to my other side so that we were in a spooning position and then thrust back inside me. He fucked me a lot harder this time while he rubbed my clit and grabbed at my body, I felt like I was going to cum. I got all shaky and my breathing got fast, I felt myself tighten around him when he moaned out so loudly that it made me jump. I could feel his cum filling me and I moaned too, he stopped thrusting, slid out of me and held me there until he got his breath back. I could feel his hot, thick cum running out of me and down my thigh.

We cuddled and talked for a while after before I got showered and said goodbye to him and the dog. Before I left I asked him how old he was. 42. 42!!! I liked that he was much older than I initially thought. That was the last time we spoke and it’s been almost two weeks. I haven’t been to the gym and feel insanely guilty, but the memory of fucking him makes me so wet. I can’t stop thinking about all the other married men I could be having.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b866k5/18_f_persuading_my_much_older_married_pt_to_cum