The Night I Finally Cheated [FM]

While I wasn’t a virgin when I married Martin, I didn’t have much experience either. I had seen 4 penises in my entire life before we said our vows and all 4 were much bigger and thicker on soft than poor Martin’s was fully erect. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Martin. He was a great husband, and an even better father to our children but I was never fully satisfied in bed. Most sexual encounters ended with his miserable spunk of cum inside me and me waiting for him to fall asleep so that I could use my fingers to get some pleasure for myself. Day to day, I was happy with Martin and our life together. He worked hard, often taking long over night shifts to provide for our family. I was the marketing manager for a string of Sheraton hotels along the coast so business trips were a frequent thing and often brought me face to face with clients and coworkers.

Cheating had never crossed my mind before I met Tyson. He was tall and well built and always wore shirts that showed off his figure very well. Time had not been kind to Martin. His hair had thinned and he had a potbelly that is so common with suburban dads. When I looked at Martin I felt love for the life he had given me and our kids, but there was no physical desire. When I look at Tyson my knees went weak with how bad I yearned for him. He was a common guest at our hotel chain. He travelled the country selling pharmaceuticals and probably fucking his way across America. I knew he was bad news the moment I laid eyes on him, but when he started flirting with me I knew he could have me whenever and wherever he wanted.

The first time we fucked it was in his hotel room. He had ordered room services and I just so happened to be at the front desk when the order was placed. I read the memo and volunteered to take it up myself as “Mr. Tyson is a well known and reputable guest and we wanted to keep it that way”. When I walked in he was coming out of the shower wearing nothing but a towel. His dark skin glistened and he flashed his million dollar grin. “Dinner and dessert. That’s what I call service” I laughed at the thought but it was less than 5 minutes before I was on my knees with his unwrapping the towel in anticipation of what I hoped was at least an average sized cock. At first I thought it was just because I had been with Martin, and was used to seeing they tiniest of pricks, but what I uncovered was no trick of the imagination. Tyson’s cock was massive – easily over 10 inches and nearly as thick as my arm. All thoughts of Martin and my children left my mind as he forced it down my throat. I never even undressed that afternoon – he just pushed up my skirt and took my pussy as his own. I cried with the intensity of his passion as he stretched me like no man had before (certainly not Martin). As he thrust inside me I heard him whisper “I’m gonna make this pussy mine. I own it now. I’m going to ruin it for your little cock husband”. I’ve never cum so hard in my life.

That day started a whirlwind affair that has lasted for nearly three years now. About once a month, when Tyson is passing through, we hook up in the hotel or occasionally at my home. He always leaves me sore but satisfied, and honestly it’s been the best medicine for my marriage. I give Martin what he wants in bed, but every time I fuck Tyson I let him cum inside me and every time he does I always make sure to have Martin eat me out the next day. A little revenge for having me marry a small cock loser.

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