We’d been together a couple of months when he told me about how much the thought of me flirting and being with other men turned him on. I thought he was only saying it so then he could sleep with other people but one night round mine I was chatting on MSN to some guy I’d never met and he asked me to strip for him. I told my boyfriend who was in my room but out of sight and he said he wanted me to do it. He watched while I stripped and then played with myself for this stranger and I could tell by how excited he was being genuine when he said he wanted me to be with other men.
A few months after the MSN stripping I was out drinking with my friends and we met up with one of their boyfriends and his friends. I got chatting to one of them, Dale, and we spent the next few hours flirting. I text my boyfriend and told him what was happening and he told me to carry on if I want and to tell him all about it when he picked me up.
It got to nearly 2am and I told Dale I needed to leave as my boyfriend was giving me a lift home. The walk was about 15 minutes and he said he’d come with me to keep me safe. I thought my boyfriend would find it hot seeing me walking with another man so I said yes.
As we were walking he put his hand on my ass and gave it a squeeze. I leaned in to him to let him know I was ok with it. As we were walking with his hand on my ass he kept telling me how lucky my boyfriend is and then he stopped and stood in front of me and started kissing me. I kissed him back and felt a real mixture of guilt and excitement. It was amazing feeling.
We stopped kissing and he dragged me down an alley between two shops and started kissing me again this time up against the wall. His hands were all over me and he grabbed the top of my boob tube (it was the early 00’s lol) and pulled it down getting my tits out. He grabbed one in each hand and said “you’ve got amazing tits” and started sucking on them both at the same time. I looked up to the end of the alley and could see people walking past and got a surge of nervousness and excitement and started rubbing his dick through his trousers thinking I couldn’t wait to tell my boyfriend about this.
He took one hand of my tits and put it up my denim dress (again, early 00’s) and started fingering me. He didn’t even take his time, just put two fingers in me and started really going for it. While he did that I was grabbing it at his belt trying to undo it but a mixture of drink and nerves meant I just kept fumbling with it so I said in between gasps “get your dick out”. He did just that and I started wanking him off while he carried on fingering me before he picked me up by my ass and pressed me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed my hips forward until his dick slid inside me.
Just like his fingering he didn’t take his time, he started going hell for leather straight away. I had my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck, trying to keep my moans down while he fucked me. He kept swapping between kissing me and sucking my tits.
It was maybe three or four minutes before he said he was going to cum. As soon as he did I dropped to my knees and put his dick in my mouth while he came straight down my throat. I waited until he was all done before taking it out my mouth and giving the tip a little lick and a kiss.
I pulled my top back up and my skirt back down while he put his trousers back on and checked my watch. It was now 2:15 and I was late. We walked the last five minutes to where I saw my boyfriend waiting for me. When we got to the car Dale said “I made sure she got here ok” and my boyfriend said “thanks mate, do you want a lift?” Dale replied saying thanks but he was going back to the club. He walked off and we said our goodbyes.
As soon as we started driving I burst in to tears. I felt so guilty. I couldn’t even talk I was crying so much. My boyfriend pulled over to ask what was wrong and in between sobs I told him what happened and begged him not to leave me. He hugged me and held me and said he wasn’t mad at all. He asked if I wanted to do it, I said I did. He asked if I enjoyed myself, I said a lot. Then he said if I was happy he was happy. He calmed me right down and when we got to mine we were having sex with me on top and I was telling him in detail everything that happened. It was the best sex we’d ever had and that’s how it all started x
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12565it/21_years_ago_when_i_39f_was_18_i_cheated_on_my
That’s a hot beginning. I hope that there is more to follow.
Wonderful ending. Hotwifing isnt cheating and needs communication on every side. Even the bull needs to know. Glad it worked out for you
Wow great read
Will you be telling us more of your adventures
That’s how to start a marriage! Does he have any action as well?