And I’m going to hell for it.
I’m single. Have been for a few months. My hormones get to me and I’ve been hornier than a billy goat at the petting zoo.
There’s a man, we will call him H. H has known me for a long time and has always found me attractive and it never went anywhere. Recently H has been messaging me, first innocent talking to some pretty lucrative descriptions of our fettishes and kinks.
Well H is married. He says his wife doesn’t sleep with him anymore. I can relate as I was in a dead bedroom with someone for 10 months. Now let me say I have NEVER cheated on anyone. I stay exclusive to who I am with unless I’m single. I am 24F by the way.
Well I couldn’t take it anymore. I told H tonight if he wanted it he can come get it. I needed to break my new truck in anyway. H sure enough drove to meet me on an old back road and we fucked in the backseat of my pickup. I believe he is equally as addicted as I am now. He’s over a foot taller than me, big, handsome, strong man. I’m short, curvy and pretty easy for him to move around.
He parked behind me and when he walked up to my truck I hopped out. I forgot how tall he was, it was an instant turn on. I pulled him in my back seat and it quickly escalated from making out, to him reaching down my pants to rub my clit until I squirmed under his grip and I was rubbing his cock, to both of our pants off and I was lying on my back on the center of console of my truck grasping at anything I could while he was railing me. It alternated from that to me bouncing on his lap, eventually him telling me to lay down in the back seat (which he barely fit it) and he buried his cock and his load deep in me, putting all of his weight on me so I couldn’t push him off. He made his point by putting his cum deep inside me and kissing my arms softly that were hanging out window.
As we were getting dressed he was still eyeballing me. I could tell he was turned on knowing he came inside me, I am on the pill, and I told him to. Once we got our clothes on we continued to make out. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him in and he intertwined his hand in my hair and pulled me in. Then I told him to get the fuck out of my truck.
This was the first time I showed aggression during sex and he loved it.
Granted I do feel guilt for this, but not as much as I thought I would. It turned me on more and I’m going to hell for that as well. ??♀️
Anyway, it was a great hookup and I needed to be fucked.
TLDR: I’m going to hell for sleeping with a married man.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/evht12/i_fucked_a_married_man_fm
Or you did a good deed for a friend.
I have been in your shoes.
You aren’t going to hell. You have aid to someone in need. You are a good girl Samaritan
Don’t bear your self up. I find it sexy but I get your side too. Maybe make it the exception not the rule to fuck married men.
But i bet you’ll find that us married men fuck better. ?
You’re not the first, you be in good company.
You gave him what he wanted! and obviously what you wanted!
Maybe get a hotel room so you guys can have some foreplay next time.
Not ‘lucrative’ description. You must mean lucid, or maybe lurid.
You gave him what I want. I just need to figure out how to get some of that too. Don’t feel guilty.