Date with another man [FM]

This story is going to be a bit long but I’ll try to keep it short while hitting all the details people are looking for. My husband will probably read this from his account and it will be the first time hearing details, so while you read think about him and how he’s probably feeling.

My husband and I have been married close to five years. Sex life is good, but we have always looked for ways to keep it fresh and exciting. Our usual way to do this usually involves some sort of public display, though it’s usually reserved enough to keep us from getting in too much trouble. One time that was especially different happened about a year ago. My husband met a woman and she was into him and after we talked about it he got a quasi-hall pass. Basically he got to sleep with her while I was there. Not a threesome though, I remained out of the way throughout. The deal was that I got to have one someday. That someday was this past weekend.

Him and I have always looked for men I would be into, but there was always some sort of issue, I.e. they were married and the wife didn’t know, or schedules never lined up which indicated something of the same happening. We eventually stumbled upon a man that seemed like he was almost too good to be true. He was very good looking, muscular, had his life in order, etc. He also claimed to be packing plenty below the belt but I didn’t want to know about it until everything came to fruition. He lives about 15 miles from us but we eventually decided that a trip to Las Vegas would be fun. The vibe of Vegas would also allow me to let my guard down since I was sincerely nervous about being with another man and how my husband would really feel. Men always say they are into it from every story I’ve read, but their egos take a hit and it causes problems after the fact. I really wanted to avoid that if possible.

The plan was simple; we would go to Vegas, rent separate rooms. We would all go out to eat, to a club, and then if the vibe was right I would depart with my new date for whatever. I’m not actually sure how we decided we would depart and leave my husband alone but it just kind of ended up that way.

We got in town in the morning and relaxed most of the day. I was extremely nervous though I tried to play it off. My husband could see right through me and told me to relax and just enjoy myself about 1000 times. Once my date got into town he text me and my heart started pounding so hard I thought it would jump out of my chest. We coordinated the time we would meet up and I started getting ready. I wore a black dress that was probably too short. I felt like my panties were showing constantly because it was so short. After the first glass of wine it stopped bothering me.

When the time came to meet we gathered up our stuff and walked to the elevator. I asked my husband one last time if was ok and he was very confident in saying yes. We got to the meet up spot and about a minute later my date walked up. My jaw hit the floor. He was hot in pictures but somehow was so much better in person. He shook my husbands hand and introduced himself before giving me a hug. He grabbed my hand and interlocked our fingers and we left together with my husband trailing behind. When I said this new man was my date he took it seriously and that kind of confidence had me swooning hard.

We sat down for dinner and I sat with my date across from my husband. We talked about a lot of different things like travel, our work lives etc. We ended up spending over two hours at dinner. During that time we held hands, his hand found my knee and thigh and playfully touched. My husband seemed to handle it better than I expected.

We eventually left and headed to the club. We got a great booth with a view of the dance floor. I wasn’t a huge fan of the music but I still danced a lot. I got my ass grabbed about 50 times but random men I danced with. I danced with my date for a little bit, but he wasn’t big on dancing. During one break from dancing my husband told me I needed to make a move or my date would think I wasn’t into him. I don’t know if he was guessing or they had a conversation but I made a move.

When my date came back with drinks I not so casually jumped up and straddled his lap. I leaned in for a kiss and he slid his tongue slowly in my mouth while gripping my ass with both hands. It was about this point I realized my skirt was so short my entire ass was on display for the club. We made out for a pretty long time and his tongue was amazing.

At this point I was so turned on he could have taken me there and I wouldn’t have even batted an eye. We would stay and dance for a little longer. He finally decided that we would have more fun in his room and told my husband we were leaving. He asked if my husband wanted to know the room number and my husband declined. My date casually told him “if you need to find her just listen for the sounds of her screaming for more n-word dick”. He grabbed me by the hand and led me away and I was beyond excited and nervous all at once.

We made our way through the hotel until we reached the elevator. When the doors closed I looked up at him and he had a very animalistic look in his eyes. He leaned down and we kissed and then his hand found my neck. He squeezed just enough to make me feel completely submissive and I was soaking wet. I cant remember a single time in my life where I was anywhere near this wet. His room was near the elevator so we got there pretty quickly. He opened the door and led me in. He sat me on the edge of the couch in his room and sat next to me. We made out for mere seconds when I felt him pushing my body onto my back. I laid back and my dress was riding up so he only needed to slide my panties over and his tongue went to work.

I don’t know if it was just being super turned on or his lips and tongue or his technique but I orgasmed harder than ever in my life. He was sucking and licking my clit and then slid his fingers in me and then BOOM! Shaking, twitching the whole bit. I was having a tough time even handling it all but he wasn’t going to stop until he knew I was exhausted from it. He stuck his tongue in me and then slid back and started eating my ass, which I had never had before, and holy shit that’s my jam right there. When he finally relented and let me come off the waves of intense orgasms. I had gotten off more than I had in any sex session in my life, and he still had his clothes on!!

He stood up and took off his shirt which revealed abs that would make any woman flip head over heels. Then he took off my dress so I was there in my fancy black bra and my panties that were shifted all out of wack. He helped me to my knees and then grabbed a large handful of my hair. The first time I genuinely felt his member was while he held my face to his crotch and rubbed my cheek on it. Then he let me go and I started with his belt and then his pants. I pulled them down and he was wearing a pair of tight briefs with a giant bulge. The ratio of brief to penis was leaning very much to the penis. Finally I got to what I was waiting for. I pulled down the briefs and out came a member that can only be described as gigantic. My husband has a very healthy member and he’s small while hard compared to this penis flaccid. It was so thick I had issues gripping it and the length was ridiculous. I have never sucked a dick with so much passion in my life. It’s honestly hard to describe how feeling that penis in your mouth feels. I did my best, but I may have gagged and drooled more than anything. He loved it so that’s what matters.

His penis got what I figure had to be painfully hard. I was blown away by the weight of it. I’ve held a few dicks in my life but this was the first time heavy was ever a term I would use to describe it, though extremely heavy was closer to the truth. He moved to the bed and laid on his back, and I crawled up to him and started licking his balls, which I definitely enjoyed. Then I crawled up and licked his cock, then his abs, then his pecs until he was finally lined up so he could enter me. I grabbed it and positioned it and then started lowering my hips. I had merely taken an inch or two and it was already difficult. The whole joke where men say they want to stretch a woman out was coming into play. The girth of him had me on the cusp of orgasm all on its own. I started biting my lip and pushing down harder and it hurt like a mother fucker. Slowly but surely I accommodated a little more and then a little more until I started grinding like crazy. My entire lower half got super warm, and then that familiar tingle that built up to a quiver until I was full blown orgasming. This one went longer and was more intense to the point it wasn’t familiar. Then it got super focused and intense until finally I broke the barrier and started squirting. Never in my life had I had anything like that with its intensity. I was worried it would freak him out but he was enjoying overwhelming me.

I was still shaking when he rolled me over to the doggy position. He lined himself up and then grabbed both of my wrists and used them to pull my body back on his cock. It started with the same depth as me on top but in no time escalated to what he described as “smashing”. It’s a very accurate description. I have never been into pain, but dear god sign me up for this right here. He had me repeating things to him that I will refrain from mentioning here. Taboo to say the least.

He went longer than any partner I had ever had so my body was sore and we were still going. I told him about my soreness and he replied with “I’ll cum if you let me smash them guts”. I was just expecting him to go fast and hard to get him over the proverbial hump. Nope.

I had my chest on the bed with my ass up because I was tired from holding myself up. He gave me a few good slow strokes and then pulled out. Then he grabbed my hips and pushed his massive cock straight up my ass. I lost all body control. I orgasmed, I screamed, I pissed myself, I squirt. He grabbed my shoulders and held me in place while he was relentless on my ass. I am almost ashamed at how much I orgasmed from it. It took more than a couple minutes but he finally came, and he did so so far up my ass I might as well have swallowed it.

He dismounted, and did so quite abruptly and headed to the shower. I laid there in a pile of useless flesh. I had numerous aftershock orgasms that were as intense as any I had ever had in my life before. He came back to the bed and told me to shower. I couldn’t hardly walk. It was embarrassing but I looked like a newborn fawn trying to make it the the bathroom.

When I returned He asked me how I was doing and I told him that we needed to do this again. I confessed that he was a sexual god and I was very much addicted, even through the pain. We laid there and I started to doze off, and he recovered. I felt him positioning himself again. I was laying flat on my stomach and he pulled my hips just a little a entered me how I lay. He went slow, which in all reality may have made me orgasm faster than anything. Then I could feel his penis get super stiff and then he started cumming. It was a lot, especially for a second round. I just quivered. We would have sex four times during the night/morning. During the last session my husband called my phone. My date went slow but had me answer the phone. My husband called to make sure all was well and I’m convinced knew I had my date inside me. We decided we would meet at noon to head home.

The second I hung up my date went into hate fucking mode. My body and brain were fried by this point. He came hard and then rolled over. I just laid there.

I got up finally and tried moving around but my body was totally fucked up. Between being sore from exertion, the pounding my insides took was showing up real well. My date said that I should ride back to California with him instead of my husband. I said I would ask but honestly expected my husband to say no, and I was willing to accept that decision. When I asked my husband joked that my date just wanted road head. I sheepishly confided in him that his penis isn’t exactly suckable like that. He decided that I could ride with my date as far as San Bernardino. From there I would go back with my husband. That meant several hours of road time.

I did end up giving some road head, which “shockingly” coincided with us passing people on the freeway as if he was showing me off. We got to the meet up spot before my husband did. He slid his seat back and I straddled him and made out more. He massaged my ass so well I nearly orgasmed from it. I don’t know how long he was there but I finally looked up and my husband was in the parking lot. He was close enough to know what was going on but far enough away to not see everything. My date and I said goodbye, and I gingerly made my way to my husband.

He immediately asked me questions but I wasn’t ready to talk about it. I was still on a high that’s tough to describe. We made a deal that he can have another hall pass whenever he likes. He asked if I would go see my date again and I said I would like to. We haven’t come to a point where I know what that means yet but my date and I have text constantly this week. My husband wanted details but I have thus far been unable to tell him which is why this post came about. I hope I didn’t bore anyone since this post is so long. I had to stop a few times to take care of myself because reliving it this was has been intense.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e3nca5/date_with_another_man_fm