[M]y first time with an attached woman [F] and the experience that got me hooked on taken girls

First of all, up front, yes I hooked up with someone else’s girl. I fully understand that this will be looked down upon by a lot of people, and I am fully aware that I will probably never have a lasting fulfilling relationship. If cheating upsets you, please just don’t read.

This happened a little over a year ago, Canada Day long weekend 2018. Some friends and I had a few camp sites booked for the weekend at a nearby lake. I had been single for a good year at the time, and the rest of my friends were couples or had just started young families, so I just got my own site as I was bringing my camper. Friday afternoon, I went to the one grocery store in my small town, and right away I noticed her…Brittney. I knew her very informally as the waitress I innocently share glances and half ass flirt with at a restaurant in a town about 45 minutes away I go to frequently to work, so seeing her in town at this grocery store kind of caught me a bit off guard.

Now I’ll try my best to describe her. She wasn’t your typical attractive girl, or they type of girl I would normally be attracted to. She was undeniably pretty, but not like your typical pretty, if that makes any sense. She carried a bit more weight than I would normally go for, so I guess her face might have been a bit more round, but she was very cute and had the nicest smile and very pretty eyes. She was a brunette and was always taking care of her hair, trying new styles or slightly different colors, so she definitely cared about her appearance. Now as for the weight part, she was by no means fat. Maybe she should have been, but her body held it together fucking magnificently which resulted in an ass that I could not take my eyes off of any time it was in front of me. I would question myself why I found it so damn attractive, like I shouldn’t or something, but all the while I couldn’t stop staring at it. It didn’t help that she never seemed to wear anything other than leggings that were definitely a size or two too small for her…and not expensive leggings. The cheap thin kind that you could probably see through if she bent over in the right lighting. She was a bit shorter, maybe 5’3, had a surprisingly flat stomach and thin waist (not perfect by any means, but I wouldn’t even describe them as chubby) and very decently sized breasts. On top of that, she had this way about her that was just…fucking sexy. The way she walked, slowly, seeming to accentuate every step into moving her ass just right. The way she’d grin, or giggle when I’d talk to her. The way she’d lean down or bend over. Everything she did.

So anyways, there she was, taking me totally off guard in her standard leggings, but a tank top (I’d only ever seen her in her uniform t-shirt) which gave me my first view of her cleavage. She turned down an isle, pushing her cart kind of leaning over on it as she walked, with her fat round ass sticking prominently out behind her. I strategically planned my route to run into her, seeming to surprise her as well. Through a bit of small talk, I discovered she had stopped in town to grab some groceries, on her way to the same lake I’d be camping at! We’re by no means acquaintances, so figuring it’d be weird to talk much more than that, we both carried on and I checked out, forgetting a good portion of the things I had come to buy thanks to being thrown completely off my game by that ass.

In the parking lot as I was loading things into my truck, she walked out with her cart to another truck, and out stepped her fiance. She had a ring, so I knew there was someone, but I did not expect to see this guy. I’m sorry, but she was way the fuck out of this guy’s league. Pretty much anyone who put a clean shirt on in the morning would have been out of this guy’s league. I don’t mean physically or anything, though he was definitely not impressive. But he just looked dirty, was wearing dirty clothes, and who the fuck lets their girl go in to buy groceries by herself while they wait in the vehicle like a lazy ass!

Anyhow, I left for the lake, the image of her pushing that cart fresh in my mind, the image of her greasy fiance stepping out of that truck, and a strange newfound curiosity as to what she might be thinking when we harmlessly flirt…I’ll 100% admit I’ve got a bit of an ego. I’m 6 feet tall, 190 lbs with a lean muscular build, and I know I’m attractive. So I couldn’t help but wonder if she rolled away from that parking lot, next to her average at best fiance who didn’t give two shits about his appearance, thinking about me the same way I was thinking about her.

I got to the lake about 3:00 P.M and set up my trailer and site. Everyone else was coming from afar and wouldn’t be there till 8:00 or 9:00, so I grabbed some firewood, got a campfire going and made myself supper while having a couple beers. Storm clouds started rolling in at around 6:00, and low and behold Brit goes walking down the road in front of my site, bathroom bag in hand on her way to the showers, now wearing sweatshorts that are again probably 2 sizes too small, so her ass cheeks practically looked like they were going to fall out. I waved, and made some comment about the coming storm…or something. I was wearing shorts and a tank-top this time, and noticed right away her eyes scanning my arms and chest. She blushed and replied with something too quietly for me to hear, then scurried on to the showers.

20 minutes later, all hell broke loose. Thunder, downpour, typical terrible storm you’d expect to get as soon as you go camping. I took shelter under my awning, just as Brit came running back down the road. I yelled and waved her over which she obliged, soaking wet…her tank top and sweatshorts stuck soaking wet to her tits and ass. We stood there for a few minutes waiting for the rain to relent a but, but it didn’t seem to. I offered her a beer and she gladly accepted and downed probably half of it in the first minute, I’m thinking to calm her nerves a bit. There was no doubt a bit of tension in the air, trying to make small talk, but she was obviously nervous. Then the wind picked up, to the point that I was getting worried about my awning. I offered to let her wait out the storm in my camper, which she kind of reluctantly/nervously accepted, putting down her empty beer can and walking up the stairs. I grabbed her another beer out of the cooler before closing the door and quickly retracting my awning so it didn’t get damaged.

That minute or so putting the awning up had me soaked by the time I went back in. She was sitting on the couch, also soaked drinking her beer. It was at this point I started feeling there might be some opportunity here…the way she kept looking at me, the way her conversation started to open up a bit after the couple beers. She was back into her sexy self, leaning in while talking to show off her cleavage, letting her shorts ride up a bit as she’d lean back on the couch. Adjusting her eyes up and down my body as I was looking right at her. I’m not going to try quote what was said as it was long enough ago that I’d be bullshitting most of it anyway, but I finally alluded to the fact that I had spent a lot of times thinking about scenarios that involved her soaking wet and scantily clad in my camper…not really expecting what kind of response to get, but I figured I might as well go for it.

She blushed and smiled, admitting that she’d always wondered what my arms and shoulders looked like under my t-shirts. I just smiled and made a comment that there wasn’t much point in wearing a soaking wet tank top if she wanted to see more, then pulled it off over my head. The fucking look on her face…shock, not sure if it was because I’d taken my shirt off, or because she liked what she saw. She mouthed an “oh my god…”. I asked if there was anything else she wanted to see, as I stood there shirtless. She replied that she’s engaged, and she can’t. I feel like I should stress at this point that the couch was beside the door, and I was standing in front of the bed area which was nowhere near the door, so she was free to leave at any point, but it was pretty clear she didn’t want to.

I slowly walked towards her, telling her “You can, you maybe just shouldn’t. But if there’s anything you wanted to see…or do, you can definitely trust me to keep it a secret”.

She didn’t reply. She was obviously deep in thought, probably thinking about the reality that she’d just left to have a shower, and her fiance was just a few minute walk away. She’d already been in my camper for a good 20 minutes, but it was still raining pretty hard. All the while, she was staring at me, scanning my body up and down. I lowered my shorts and stepped out of them, now standing in nothing but my underwear. She let out an “Fuck…..” as she focused on my bulge.

I’m 9″ and thick, so I pretty much live for the reaction women give when they first see it. But this was different. She hadn’t even seen it yet, and her mouth was already hanging open. I could see her shortness of breath. It made me wonder what she was used to seeing because it sure as hell wasn’t this. She was sexy as hell, but the cheating aspect of the whole thing was starting to really get me going as I grew rock hard in my underwear.

“You have to do the rest, if you want to.” I said, unsure if she even heard me because she was stuck in such a trance staring at it.

She reached out and pulled down on my waistband as my dick fell out and came to rest only a few inches from her mouth. She sighed. I stepped out of them, and kicked them across the floor, bouncing my cock around a bit as I did…it brushed across her lips. That very moment, accidentally as it was, her lips touched another guy’s dick. I’m sure she’d already made up her mind at that point, but it’s almost like it happening accidentally spared her the guilt or something, because she went all in after that. She wrapped her hand around me, closed her eyes and wrapped her lips around it, moaning as she took me in her mouth.

She has fairly small hands, and a fairly small mouth, so watching her cute little face take my big dick was easily the hottest thing I’d ever seen at that point. You could tell she had no idea how to approach it, but what she lacked in skill she made up for in enthusiasms. She found her rhythm after about a minute, taking a couple inches past my head each time she bobbed down on it, stroking me with her right hand. I stepped back a bit, forcing her to come off the couch and drop to her knees. She brought her left hand up and now had both wrapped around me…I got to see her engagement ring while she pumped my cock.

It was probably about 10 minutes, even though it wasn’t the most expert blowjob I’ve ever had, I’ve never had to struggle that hard not to cum. The whole setting, the build up of tension, looking down at her fat ass sticking out behind her.

“I want to fuck you so bad” I whispered.

“I can’t…I’ve been gone too long already” she whimpered.

I was expecting to hear she couldn’t because she’s engaged…not that she didn’t have time.

“When do you think you’d have time?” I asked.

She kept sucking, obviously thinking about it.

“He’s going fishing tomorrow morning. I can say I want to sleep in.” she said, looking up at me smiling.

“What time?” I asked.

“6:00?” she replied

I smiled and grabbed the back of her head as she took me back in her mouth. I wasn’t going to hold back anymore…she had to get back to her fiance. I started moaning to signal that I was close, just to make sure we were on the same page. She started stroking me with both hands and moaning as she sucked on me. Her ass cheeks were pouring out of the bottom of her shorts as they jiggled from the effort she was putting in. I stared at it thinking about how hard I was going to fuck her the next morning as I unloaded what felt like the biggest load I’ve ever shot into her mouth…she never broke suction the entire time. She locked her eyes with mine, gently sucking as I emptied every last drop into her mouth, before she carefully pulled her lips off and swallowed it.

She stood up, I kissed her and grabbed my first handfull of that fat juicy ass, then told her I’d be waiting for her the next morning.

She showed up, 6:00 a.m. as promised. Still in her flannel pajama pants, which I had off within 5 seconds of her coming through the door. We made out furiously as we made our way over to the bed before I laid her down and slowly peeled off her thong and went down on her gorgeous little pussy. I’m pretty sure her fiance either never went down on her, or he wasn’t very good at it, because her reaction to it was pretty spectacular. I’m pretty sure she came twice within 5 minutes, and it felt like she was going to rip my hair out. She pulled at my shoulders to come up to her, and we kissed deeply as I teased her lips with the tip.

I couldn’t help it…I had to ask “Have you ever taken anyone this big before?”

“I’ve only been with one guy.” she said in the cutest, shy quiet voice.

“That’s not what I asked…” I said as I pushed gently spreading her pussy lips slightly but stopping short of going in.

“No…not even close” she whispered.

Her eyes and mouth went wide open as I eased it inside her, then out, then back in a little deeper, and deeper each time. I paid attention to the fact that she hadn’t taken a breath…then gasped as I was almost all the way in. I slowly started fucking her extremely tight little pussy as she gasped and whispered expletives. After about 5 minutes of breaking her in, I couldn’t wait any longer…I had to see that butt.

I pulled out and motioned for her to turn over. She gave a mischievous little grin as she turned over and got on all fours before lowering her head down to the pillow and putting that beautiful ass up on full display.

“You know I can tell when you stare at it, right?” she said.

I smiled and gave it a good slap before sliding back inside of her, as she buried her face in the pillow to muffle her screams as I went even deeper than before. Fucking her from behind was even hotter than I ever thought it would be. She was fucking built for doggy style, and knew exactly how to work ever bit of that ass. She would get her cheeks moving at just the right rhythm so that they met my hips with a loud clap, then give me a perfect view at her asshole every time we’d pull back. She new how to ride too, bouncing on me like a pro. I had to struggle pretty hard not to leave hand prints on her cheeks.

After a couple hours and a few orgasms from her, while I was fucking her prone position, I finally pulled out and emptied all over her ass as she gently jiggled it. She didn’t want to push her luck too far, so she left my camper at around 9:00 straight to the showers to was all the cum off her ass before going back to her site.

Sunday and Monday mornings her fiance went fishing as well. Both days she came over. Both days went similarly except Sunday I finished in her pussy, and Monday morning was IN her ass. We hooked up a few times after that, when she made excuses to be gone for a few hours and came to my place to fuck. After a few months of that, I think she finally came to the realization that her and her fiance weren’t meant to be (glad to think I had a hand in that) and she moved away to go to school.

I’m not going to lie, as sexy as she was, hooking up with her kind of lost its excitement once she was single. The whole experience made me realize how hot sex is when it’s with a taken woman. That “wrong” aspect of it, and the effort they put into it, like they already know they’re doing something they’re not supposed to, so they hold absolutely nothing back.

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