[M]y encounter with a not so innocent young wi[f]e

Long but true story from a few years back.

I (32M at the time) was newly engaged. I was in some of the best shape of my life, routinely lifting and participating in triathlons. I was also getting settled into my career and I still had free time to enjoy my hobbies. As a newly engaged man I was super confident in myself and I felt impervious to other women even though my libido was raging.

My fiancé had been out of town since the beginning of the week and was returning the next Monday. When we spent time apart we would always tease each other and try not to masterbate to build the sexual tension. I have a fetish with breeding women so saving my loads gets me extra worked up.

I had made plans to spend the weekend with a friend (Tom). We were kicking off the weekend by meeting on a Friday afternoon in San Diego. I was looking forward to winging for Tom (chronically single), smoking cigars, drinking whiskey, and just being a little more rowdy. I was meeting Tom at a bar/restaurant for dinner and drinks to get the evening started. Tom had beat me to the bar so when I walked in I searched for him. I was surprised when I found him sitting with and talking to a beautiful, light skinned, Hispanic girl he had never mentioned. She was attractive on a level well above his (or mine for that matter). She could have been a model.

She was in her mid-twenties, around 5’5”, petite yet curvy body. She had deep blue eyes and thick pouty lips. She wore skin tight jeans that hugged each ass cheek and a button up blouse that was too short to hide her tiny waistline. Her perfect cleavage made me believe her c-cup breasts wouldn’t drop a fraction of an inch without any support.

As I walked up to them her eyes caught mine before I had a chance to get Tom’s attention. She had the most beautiful, deep gaze framed by her shoulder length dark hair. We both bashfully looked away as I walked up to them. I greeted Tom and he introduced me to Melinda, one of his other friend’s wives. I had never met his other friend, who apparently spent a lot of time traveling for work leaving Melinda to fend for herself in his absence. Melinda introduced herself and told me to call her “Mel”. I was confused why she was there but Tom explained that Mel’s husband had asked him if Mel could tag along with us. Mel and her husband were somewhat new to San Diego and didn’t have many friends yet. She wanted to check out the town and Tom was someone Mel’s husband trusted. She seemed fun and energetic but I was still disappointed because I was looking forward to having a bro-out Weekend.

By the time dinner was over, we were getting friendly. I shared my proposal story to Mel and she told me a little about her husband. My intentions were completely innocent at this point. Even so, we were enjoying each others company. Mel had an athletic tomboyish persona which I prodded her about. She told me she loved the outdoors but also admitted that she had a girly side and was a former Raider’s cheerleader. I told Her I was super impressed (which I was), but at the same time my mind wondered what she looked like in that cheerleading outfit. It would have fit her perfectly.

We soon made our way to the next bar. Mel didn’t slow Tom and I down and even prodded Tom to talk to girls at the bar. When Tom would wonder off in his pick-up attempts Mel and I would talk. First it was small talk, then relationships which led to our sex lives. It turned out that we both felt that we were the more sexual person in our relationship and felt constrained by our significant other. She revealed that her husband was too gentle and unadventurous. As much as I connected with my fiancé on other levels, she rarely enjoyed anything besides vanilla missionary so I related to Mel on that level too. As I opened up to her she eventually confessed that she was in a dead bedroom and wasn’t sure what to do. There was a sadness in her voice and I could see it in her eyes too. She must have found it easier to talk to me because our social circles didn’t really overlap. I tried to consul her and give her some advice. I told her I couldn’t understand how any man could take her body fore-granted. This prompted a tiny smile creep back onto her face. I was happy to see her smile and jokingly took it further saying “if you were mine I would fill your pussy any chance I got”. Even in my buzzed state of mind I immediately realized my blunt comment crossed a line and I felt my face get red. Hers did the same and she looked away in embarrassment. As I started to apologize Tom returned and cut me off with a pat on the back. It broke the tension and the conversation moved to his failed pick-up attempt. We decided to keep moving to the next bar.

As the night progressed I felt like the three of us were becoming more chummy. Tom and I are physical friends who don’t mind throwing an arm over a shoulder or giving each other a nudge. I figured that Mel took those cues and she started to get physical herself. Soon she wasn’t hesitating to playfully lean against me me or grab my arm to get my attention. I played along and gave her a good girl pat on the ass to which she turned to glair but I caught her biting her lip at the same time. I thought any interest she was showing was just in my head because I knew I was horny.

After stopping at an Irish pub we ended up at a bar with a dance floor (which Mel loved). The three of us ended up on the dance floor but with respect for our significant others we were dancing PG in a circle. Tom and I ended up stepping off the dance floor to get a drink and talk, leaving Mel who was enjoying herself. A couple minutes later we were sipping our drinks and chatting when we glanced back at the dance floor and noticed a circle of men forming. Mel was in the middle! She had gotten into a stripper/cheerleader-esk dance that was drawing attention. At that point both of our jaws dropped and every dick that saw the way she could move her hips grew 2 inches. At the same time she kept throwing teasing glances up at me, then looking back down in a coy fashion. That made my jeans even tighter.

Finally, one of the onlookers in the circle stepped up behind Mel and put a hand on her hip. She didn’t resist and kept dancing. It was at that point that I felt slightly jealous of this random guy who was now getting a feel of her soft skin and a front row of the perfect cleavage, playful smile, and mesmerizing eyes. Without hesitation, I glanced at Tom saying “That’s not right, she’s married!” and headed to the dance floor to “rescue” her.

When I got to Mel I playfully grabbed her hand and pulled her away from her dance partner. She must have been anticipating this because she spun into me, her ass landing squarely on my crotch. Her cheeks surrounded my bulge and I felt a primal urge to grab her hips. Mel bent over and shook her ass with a giggle, letting me know she could feel my excitement. My fiancé’s figure was more slender and my cock wasn’t expecting an ass that almost seemed to grab it and coax it to grow. My jeans instantly became uncomfortably tight and I’m sure anyone looking would have noticed the snake that was pinned against my thigh. With my inhibitions waining I spun her away and tried to resume the PG dancing. She wasn’t having it and under the loud music she pulled herself up to me saying “you’re the perfect height for a dance partner, stay here with me!” I tried to talk my way out of it but her seduction was winning and I couldn’t disagree. I soon pulled her back into me for a moment and our dancing started slipping into the R rated category. I did my best to make it look playful but I was mentally starting to come undone and lusting for more.

I knew Tom was watching us so I pulled her off the dance floor after the song ended. As we all had another drink I could feel her “accidentally” brushing up against me. I played along and would maintain eye contact when I would bring my mouth to her ear to talk (it was loud), making sure my cheek touched hers before I pulled away. She then stated lightly touching my arms when gesturing in conversation and laughing. Soon, we were both doing our best to tease each other and Tom had become our unknowing chaperone.

It was getting close to closing time and we all decide to get an Uber home. As it turned out, Mel lived the closest so she invited us to crash at her place. She said she had a spare bedroom for Tom and I could take the couch. While I didn’t want to admit it to myself I knew this would afford me the opportunity to get her alone so I jumped on the idea. Tom went along with it.

When our Uber arrived Tom sat in front and Mel and I hopped in the back (Mel behind Tom). As Tom (fairly drunk) started falling asleep, Mel’s hand crept towards mine and started lightly petting me. Her touch was so soothing so I reciprocated lightly petting her hand and arm. For the first time I actually started to wonder where she wanted to take this. Even so, I convinced myself nothing would actually happen because Tom was with us. To tease her more, I ran the back of fingers across her stomach, tracing the top of her jeans. I let one finger slip under the waistband of her jeans when I felt her hand grab mine. I thought she was going to push me away but instead she held it there for a second as if to think. Then, she lifted my hand to her lips. She looked at me with deep hypnotizing eye contact, took my index finger, kissed it, put it in her mouth and proceeded to suck it to the back of her mouth. She slowly removed my finger as she swirled her tongue around it. If I had have been 18 at the time, I would have creamed right there.

I was beyond horny now, compounded by the fact I hadn’t seen my fiancé in 5 days and I had been saving my load for her. Mel then looked down at the bulge retained by my jeans. Her hand crept towards my leg and over my thigh. With her finger she started to trace my obvious erection. She knew she was beating me in our teasing game (although I’m sure there was a growing wet spot on her crotch). For me, the risk of getting caught was still too much with Tom sitting so close. I tried to brush her away which turned into us giggling, swatting each other and playing grab-ass. Tom woke but was still none the wiser of the developing situation.

We arrived at Mel’s place and Tom got chatty again so we had a night cap beer and the three of us talked a bit. At that point we were sharing flirty glances and touches when Tom wasn’t looking. My libido had silenced any common sense and I just wanted Tom to go to bed.

Finally, Tom fell asleep while sitting on the couch so I helped him to bed. When I came back into the living room Mel was gone, the door to her room closed. I wasn’t sure what to do but before I could make a decision her door opened and Mel stepped out. She was in a cutoff t-shirt that draped over her tits and came half way down her stomach. Her nipples were fully erect holding the shirt out. As my eyes scanned down further I realized that was all she was wearing! She had shaved the thinnest landing strip into her pubic hair to lead my eyes to her perfectly plump outer labia with just the slightest show of her inner labia spilling out. I swear I could already see a glisten on her inner labia and she had a perfect gap between her toned thighs to show off her pussy.

After a paused Mel innocently looked at me and said “I’m just getting a glass of water” and started towards the kitchen. As she’s attempted to walk past me I took a step to the side to block her path. She knew what she was doing and stopped three feet from me. The sight of her nearly naked body was something I was completely unprepared for and my heart was beating out of my chest. Just before I reached out for her I heard the guest bedroom door open.

Tom: “Mel! WTF, you don’t have any pants on!” (I’ll never forget that line, haha)

I tried to act confused about the situation and Tom shewed Mel back to her room as she also played drunk and dumb. I thanked Tom for stopping the awkward situation (I was still fully clothed so I looked mostly innocent). I sat on the couch and felt slightly sobered from almost getting caught (Tom was also friends with my Fiancé). Tom went to the bathroom and then back to bed.

I stripped down to my boxers to get comfortable and attempt to fall asleep on the couch. I tossed and turned and tried my best, but eventually my primal urge crept back into my subconscious. The view of her pussy was burned into my brain. It was telling me I need to fill Mel’s perfect, young, fertile pussy will every last drop of my seed.

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30 minutes went by, the house was dark and quiet and I couldn’t take it anymore. There was no way I was going to fall asleep. I had used the master bathroom to pee once that night so I open the master bedroom door with the excuse that “I was just going to the bathroom”. Mel was fast asleep under her covers. Her face was beautiful and too tempting. In the dark ambient light I walked to the side of her bed and slowly brought my lips to hers in a soft kiss, hoping she would wake. Her mouth was slightly agape and I could feel her breath enter my mouth as my lips connected with hers. Her smell and the feeling of her soft lips against mine was intoxicating, but she didn’t move. I wanted so badly to wake her but I felt like going further would be creepy. I used the bathroom (I did have to piss) and when I came out I decided to try again. This time I brought my lips to hers for a longer kiss and let my tongue gently brush her lips. Again I felt the intoxication but she still didn’t respond. I now felt even more creepy and decided she was passed out for the night so I left her room. Closing her door behind me I felt disheartened and walked back to the couch. Then, just before I could lay down I heard her door open again. She stood in her doorway, same outfit from earlier (only a cutoff t-shirt). My heart instantly started racing again.

Without saying anything I immediately walked to her and we embraced. Our lips met again, tingling from the ecstacy and anticipation. I could feel my cock growing with only my boxers separating us. Her warm stomach pressed against mine and the heat of her skin felt amazing. She admitted that she woke up the first time I kissed her and teased “you should have kept going” (rape baiting?). I shook my head and told her she was a “little slut” before I kissed her again. Our tongues intertwined and our hands started to explore each others bodies. First I had to feel her perfect round ass that I had been looking at all night. With a hard squeeze on each cheek she let out an unadulterated moan into my mouth. Out of fear that we would wake Tom I push her back into her room and close her door.

We embraced again this time my hands moved under her shirt to find her perky breasts. They perfectly filled my hands and I could feel her eraser sized nipples poking into my palms. I quickly removed her shirt, squeezed one breast while I my mouth moved to the other. It was easy for my lips to find her nipple in the dark and I rolled my tongue around it followed by a hard suck. Mel threw her head back in a short gasp and a soft moan so I continued to suck and flick her nipple with my tongue.

I felt her hands explore further down my body pulling on my boxers. My cock sprang up as soon as the waistband left it and my boxers dropped to the floor, leaving us both naked. She wrapped her hand around my cock and started to slowly stroke. Her other hand went further and grabbed my balls, massaging them and pulling on my scrotum. It was obvious she knew how to please a man.

I slid my fingers down her soft, toned stomach, over her perfectly trimmed landing strip and cupped her pussy. It was already soaked from her juices. My fingers slipped between her labia and one finger curled inside her pussy. She subtly humped my hand and I then felt her teeth bite my shoulder. I worked another finger inside her tight hole and her teeth clenched harder to the point I was sure she would leave a mark. This just made me more excited. I began to explore the inside of her pussy with my two fingers while the palm of my hand massaged her soaking clit. Her soft moans were half an octave higher than her normal voice and encouraged me to keep going. After a minute of this she suddenly pulled away while tugging on my cock and whispered “I need you inside me”. I paused and playfully respond with “You need to finish what you started in the car first.” I was half joking but with a smirk on her face she got on her knees without hesitation.

With my cock staring her in the face, she brought her lips to the tip and kissed it like she had my finger in the car. I then felt her hands wrap around my thighs and grab just below my ass. Mel slowly pulled me into her mouth. Her lips slid over the head of my cock and nearly to the base of my shaft before she gagged herself and quickly pulled back. The warmth of her mouth on my cock felt amazing in that instant. After a breath and wetting her lips again, she brought her mouth back to my cock for a second attempt. This time, she slowly slid her lips down my shaft until I felt my cock hit the back of her mouth where she paused. Then, with another pull, her throat suddenly opened allowing me to penetrate deeper and her lips to sank to the base of my cock. She used her tongue to massage the bottom of my shaft. I moaned in ecstasy, completely forgetting who and where I was in that moment, almost losing my balance. That was the first time a girl had ever taken my cock that deep in her mouth and I was in heaven. She slid my cock out of her throat and pulled her lips off of it, a string a drool still connected the two. She took another breath and dove back on. She repeated this for about a minute, each time burying my cock in her throat before removing her mouth.

It was such a tease every time she removed her lips and her saliva was starting to run down her face and my balls. The next time she brought her lips to the base of my shaft I grabbed the back of her head with both hands and firmly held her there. I didn’t want the feeling to stop. She tried to pull back for a moment but then accepted she wasn’t going to overpower me and I felt her throat relax again and her tongue continue to massage the base of my shaft. After about 15 seconds of ecstasy I felt a building urge of an orgasm. However, my primal instinct still told me to fill her pussy, so I pulled out.

She gasped and wiped her face as I stood her up and pushed her back onto her bed. I needed to know what her pussy tasted like before I fucked her. Using my hands on the back of her thighs I pushed her legs up to expose her pussy. Her knees easily fell to the outside of her shoulders where I pinned them, slightly raising her pelvis and completely exposing her pussy and asshole. Then, without hesitation, I buried my face.

My face was instantly soaked. The sweet taste and musky smell of her pussy made my cock throb and my balls twitch. Surprised, Mel let out a high pitch squeal and quickly covered her mouth with a pillow. In the same fashion as I had, I felt one of her hands grab the back of my head to keep my mouth glued to her pussy. All the while, she squeezed and pulled on her tits with her free hand. Her face looked in agony with her mouth open and forehead wrinkled as she watched me, occasionally throwing her head back.

I slowly swirled my tongue around her already swollen clit and let it slip down to her butthole occasionally. Every part of her tasted sweet and satisfying, I couldn’t get enough. She was having a hard time containing herself as she squirmed and tried to muffle her noises into her pillow. She continued to press my face harder into her pussy so I tongued her clit accordingly, lapping it side-to-side. I felt her legs start to quiver so I sped up my pace. I wrapped one arm under her leg and placed my hand on her pubic mound to control her movements. She grabbed her legs to hold them open for me so I brought my other hand to her pussy. I worked my fingers back into her pussy, curling my index and middle finger up to massage her g-spot.

Mel continued to squirm and whimper into her pillow for another minute before She went over the edge. Her legs thrust down and clamped on my head. She started to spasm and quiver as her legs squeezed, and lifted her ass off the bed. I held my tongue firmly against her clit not allowing her thighs to push me away. First she made no noises (or maybe I couldn’t hear with her thigh muffs), then shallow gasps followed by a guttural moan and deep breaths. This was accompanied by a slow gush of liquid from her pussy which I relished. Her thighs released my head from between her legs. She laid limp, breathing deep, enjoying the fading feeling of her orgasm. Her sheets were now damp beneath her ass.

At this point I was ready to fill her pussy but I was still worried she would wake Tom with her moans. I looked around and noticed her walk-in closet in the back of her room. I slid her to the edge of the bed and told her to follow me to the closet because it was more insulated. She agreed.

When we got in her closet I closed the door and turned on the light. It was bright but this was the first time I had seen her naked body in full light. Her make-up was now smeared and I wasn’t sure if it was from tears while she gagged herself on my cock or her orgasm. Either way, I found it hot that I had caused the mess of mascara and make-up running down her face. Her body was beautiful with flawless skin, no tan lines, and curves in all of the right places. She still had the body of a professional cheerleader.

I kissed her Passionately, letting her taste her own juices. She seemed to like it (do girls like their own flavor?). I then turned her around and told her “on your hands and knees”. She obeyed, still relaxed from her last orgasm, and laid out in a yoga like child’s pose with her ass in the air. She arched her back to better present her pussy to me.

I had to admire her perfect button asshole and still dripping pussy. I got down on one knee, placing it between her legs and planted my other foot to the side which gave me the perfect angle to thrust down and bury my groin between her juicy ass cheeks. I pressed the base of my cock between her cheeks (wet from her pussy and my mouth) and proceeded to slide it down, over her cute ass hole and down to her pussy. She shivered as I lined up and pressed the head of my cock into her slippery folds. They immediately parted and started to accept my head but instead of entering her I wanted to wet my cock between her beautiful pussy lips. I brought my cock down and glided it between her lips. I could tell when it found her clit because her whole body twitched a couple times as I was grinding against her.

Once my cock was completely soaked I lined up once more and slowly started to drive into her. I will never forget how Mel’s pussy looked and the feeling of her twitching as I entered her. I could feel every ridge and muscle in her pussy as it accepted my cock, learning it’s girth and length. She grabbed some laundry on the floor and clenched it as I penetrated her. I am not unusually large but from her reaction I wondered if her husband’s cock ever reached the spot mine was touching. My pelvis planted itself between her cheeks just as I felt my cock bottom out in her pussy. We both moaned due to the pure pleasure.

Mel was so tight I was again close to bursting. “Holy fuck, don’t move” was all I said as I squeezed her tiny waist to hold her still. After 30 seconds my balls stopped twitching and I regained my composure. I slowly pulled out watching her lips stretch and grip my cock until the her labia were stretched just around the tip of my cock and I slowly thrust back in. I repeated my thrusting with increasing pace, each time Mel would let out a whimper, the faster I thrust the louder she got. As my thrusts became more intense I grabbed onto her hips and slapped one ass cheek hard. Mel let out a loud yelp (mostly pleasure I think) but we both froze for a second because she was so loud. After a moment of listening for any footsteps or doors opening we started again.

While I’m not proud of this, I was getting turned on by the fact that I was dominating another man’s wife. This triggered me to grab her shoulder length hair and pull it tight, picking her head up which she had been resting on the floor. To this she responded with a whimpered “yes, yes, yes” trailing off to noises matching my pace. With my free hand I reached around to grab her perfect tit which was now bouncing with every thrust. By this point I could tell she liked nipple play so I squeezed, pinched and pulled her tit as hard as I thought she could handle. I increased my pace until I was rapidly pounding into her and then slowed so I could see and feel the details of her pussy. Each time edging myself closer to releasing my load.

The feeling of control, her perfect tit in my hand, the feeling of her cum now dripping off my balls , and the wet sounds from pounding into her were saturating my senses. Finally, I felt myself slip past the point of no return. Between breaths I said “Fuck, I’m going to cum”. To this she did two things. First she took one of her hands and furiously started rubbing her clit. I could feel her fingers grazing my cock and pulling on her pussy which increased the pleasure even more. Simultaneously, in a panicked tone she said “I’m not on birth control”. I didn’t know if she was asking me to pull out, but for me, this made the situation even hotter and more taboo. I sped up my last few thrusts, my thighs slapping harder against her ass. In all of the excitement I felt my cock getting harder than I have ever felt, making every vein and ridge completely engorged. It made her pussy seem to tighten and I think she could feel it too because her hand froze and her breaths stopped. With my last thrust I held my cock deep inside her, making sure to pull her hair tight, lifting her head even higher so she couldn’t pull away. My cock and balls began to pulse and shoot a weeks worth of cum in the back of her tight pussy. My orgasm was extremely intense as wave after wave of pleasure caused my balls to pump harder than I had ever felt. In my ecstasy I almost didn’t notice that Mel was trembling. I could see the side of her face with her mouth open. Her eyes were half rolled-up to the point I could barely see her irises. As my climax was coming to an end she finally took a deep inhale and let out the single largest moan I had heard all night.

As I slowly released Mel’s hair to let her head back down she reached between her legs again, except this time she grabbed my soaked scrotum and balls. She slowly massaging them against her pussy as if to make sure she got every last drop out before I removed my cock. It felt amazing.

My weight fell on top of her and we both collapsed, laying on the carpet in her closet. I could still feel pulses in her pussy and I wasn’t sure if it was from her or if it was my cock, still pumping. We laid there for a couple minutes as our breathing slowed and I felt my cock start to slip out of her. I kissed her neck and pulled out as I stood up. As soon as my cock left her pussy my cum began pouring out of her now creamy pussy. In a half tease she said “you shouldn’t have done that!” I replied “I could tell you wanted it”. I helped her up and she wrapped her arms around me, resting her head on my shoulder. I put my hands on her waist and brought my lips down to hers for another kiss as her pussy drained. The juices had now run all the way down her leg, but in the intoxication of the moment neither of us cared.

I brought her back to bed where we spooned. I gently massaged her pussy and inner thighs using the wetness that was still leaking from her pussy. We slowly fucked one more time (missionary) that night. We didn’t break eye contact and I again unloaded inside her. She soon fell asleep and I went back to the couch. If she was ovulating I was sure that her cervix was flooded with my cum and she would become pregnant. It was both satisfying and terrifying to think about.

The next morning Tom didn’t know the better and Mel and I acted as casual as possible. Both of us had rug burns on our knees from the carpet and I was glad I had my jeans to hide it. Tom and I departed together after breakfast. When I gave Mel a hug goodbye she whispered “My pussy is sore, call me.”

I did call and we both agreed she needed to take the morning after pill. I had one more encounter with Mel after that night (another story).

Until this day, I have never told anyone of this secret affair and no one ever found found out about it. I don’t know if I should feel guilty about cheating but I have no remorse. Its a wonderful memory. I have now been married for 3 years and have a child with my wife (then fiancé) and a second on the way. Mel and I broke contact but I still occasionally look her up on social media when I’m reminiscing about our affair. She and her husband eventually moved away from San Diego which was a relief for me because the temptation wasn’t so close.

While I do not pursue any casual encounters, the thought of dominating and unloading my cum into another woman’s healthy, fertile pussy is something I often fantasize about.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hj5i92/my_encounter_with_a_not_so_innocent_young_wife