This is a long post/story, so please bear with me ??
I’m a married woman and very much in love with my husband. Sadly, my sex drive sometimes go way over the charts to the point that I need MORE. I have a select few fantasies of mine and one of them is having sex with other men. So this is my story how it all started.
I used to work for a company that allows me to go to other countries to do site visits. During one of my trips in Japan, I was, unsurprisingly, extremely horny. My husband was not with me and stayed in our home country and I was alone during that specific trip. After finishing up all my work responsibilities, I had 2 days to myself before flying back home. Horny as I was, I started to dip my toes online to look if there was anyway to find people.
I had the fortunate luck to stumble across craigslist personals(RIP). And looking thru post after post, I finally stumbled upon one that caught my interest. It was a guy looking for a hook-up (obviously), FWB situation when his girlfriend is away. I was intrigued because I was the same as him, also his first time posting and looking. He was an american staying in Tokyo, younger than me and was in a 5year relationship. So I decided to contact him. To fast track, we started messaging each other then decided to meet in a coffee shop first just to get to know each other and see if we liked each other. We decided on a time to meet the following day then parted ways.
I trembling with excitement and wetness the whole time we were talking. I swear I was imagining just riding him there in the open at the coffee shop. I was that horny. I was wet the whole time I went back to the hotel and started playing with myself, trembling in excitement and fear. “Was I really going to do this? Am I ready to face the consequences of this? Will my husband find out?” All these thoughts are in my head but my lust and sex drive was just overflowing at that point.
So the next day came and we met. We went to an area known for having a number of love hotels. We found one where we could stay in for a few hours. We were both nervous. I could hear my heart thumping from my chest, it was all too quiet. We were both inexperienced, scared, excited and honestly just horny. We undressed until we both had just our underwears on. We got in bed and started making out.
He started playing with my nipples as we made out. Then I felt it. His cock. It was big. I reached for it to get more feel for it. I started stroking him from his boxers. It was thick. It was nothing like I had before. I pulled it out and started stroking this massive cock that I had in my hands. It was about 8-9inches long. I was so excited! I never had a big cock. Another one to check off my list. My husband has an average size dick(I still love it and want it) but thinking about this bigger cock stretching my pussy got me wet with excitement.
I went down to taste this juicy stick infront of me. Well I tried, I could only get it halfway. A few moments later, he pulled me up and told me that he was so excited, he might cum immediately. So I layed on my back and he got on top between my legs. This is it. I was dripping wet at this point. I wrapped my legs around him to help him push in. I felt him trembling, shaking. His heart was pounding so loud I could hear it. Maybe he was scared and excited as well. He went in, slowly.
As I felt the head of his cock push in and stretching me open, I came. I was that sensitive and excited. I got even more wet as he continued to slide in. Slowly, it was pure pleasure. I can feel every vein in his cock throbbing and sliding against the wall of my pussy. He went as deep as he could. He stopped and took it all in. He said it was too good, that my pussy was so hot, tight and wet. It was ecstasy. He started moving. Slow paces turning into harder, deep strokes. Our breathing got heavier. He went faster. Burting his big cock in my wet pussy.
It felt like a lifetime of bliss. But our fucking was actually less than 15mins. We were both extremely horny and over the edge. He came inside. It was a lot. I wasn’t on the pill, it was something I didn’t think about (something I learned, pull out or condoms next time ?)
We cleaned up and rested. We just cuddled on the bed and talked the rest of the time we had. He said that he was happy he tried it but will not probably do so again as the idea scared him and realized that he loves his gf. He thanked me and said we can still chat and talk. We got dressed then parted ways.
That was it. I did it. No regrets. My feelings for my husband has not changed, no, I feel that it became more special and something I want to cherish and protect. I love him all the more. But, the intensity, the excitement I got from this experience is something, from that day, I was sure to crave and want more of.
Now here I am. ?
It was a long story so I hope it didn’t bore you. Thanks for putting up with this story ?
P.S.: I eventually got in touch with him again some time after. He ended up continuing to meeting a few girls when his gf is away. He told me that if I was ever around, we could meet up to talk and have casual and sexual fun. (Unfortunately, I lost his details and couldn’t maintain connection)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hpmk1k/acting_on_a_fantasy_mf
wow, deja vu I had a similar type of experience funny enough in japan lol
I travel throughout Japan all the time(well not so much lately) and have found connections in various cities as well, I have 2 women in Tokyo(one cis female and one FTM trans) and also a couple that I see when I am free. Honestly I think there is just something about Japan that makes people fuck like crack addicted bunnies, but maybe it is just me that gets that way.