I fell into the rabbit hole and I don’t ever want to leave [MF] [cheating]

To those of you who read my only other submission I sincerely apologize for never updating. I don’t think the follow up could ever compare to what happened. But maybe someday. Also this is super fresh and I apologize for the long intro if ya just came here to bust a nut. I feel ya but I’m still gonna type out this book. This is ‘Merica and you don’t have to read it. Moving along…

Oh and BTW yeah I got pics! But imgur is down to new accounts so I will edit and add soon as possible.

I’m 34, in a shitty marriage, but apparently not going anywhere anytime soon, and until 6 months ago had never cheated. My only other submission details that still ongoing escapade. I see no reason to go into irrelevant details so I’m gonna get straight to the heart of the matter.

I was in a smoke shop the other day buying a vape pen for my 420 cartridge. I live in California, 420 is no big deal, and I pulled out my cartridge to make sure it fit on the pen I was choosing and this girl browsing at pipes sees me messing with it and asks “Is that weed?” and the conversation goes from there. I give her a run down on the brand and one thing leads to another and I tell her to join me outside and she can try it. For those of you in most the country I know conversations like these are forbidden in smoke shops but here it’s not as big of a deal especially since I knew the guy behind the counter for some time now.

Marissa is 22, of half Mexican descent, and other half is a hot mix of Filipina which if I recall correctly is Korean, Chinese, and native from the Philippines. She is about 5’4, maybe 130, got a GREAT ASS, tits are D’s all day long, and she has long flowing brunettish hair with some red tint to it. She was wearing jeans and a black t shirt with pics of Bob Marley all over it. I was initially stunned by how hot she was but it passed quickly because I know my chances are slim to zero. I also can’t stress enough how exotic looking she is. Pale skin but the Latina and Asian both manage to shine through, prominent cheekbones, piercing dark eyes, and perfect lips.

So we go outside and walk to my car. I ask her if she wants to hop in since it’s cold even though we live in So Cal. It does get cold here. I think it was 58. Ugh. I don’t know how you Northerners do it. But I digress.

We get in the car and it really is very casual. We smoke my pen and she gets ripped. We end up talking about 420 mostly for almost half an hour then she exclaims “Oh my God I have to go! I have to be at my grandma’s for a party! Take my number! You remind me of that guy from Grandma’s Boy, what’s his name? You’re chill let’s hang out again!”

The guy she was talking about is Allen Covert. I’ve heard that before. I’m not Baywatch material but in my time on this earth I’ve realized that women are much less shallow then men except in regards to their own gender. So without thinking twice I gave her my number and she dialed my phone and we saved each other’s info. Inside I was panicking a little thinking WTF am I doing I’m married, fuck. So she hops out and says good bye and that was that for now. I saved her in my phone and never expected to hear from her.

About 2 days later around 4 in the afternoon on a weekday I get a text from her saying “Hi this is the girl from the smoke shop” and sure enough my dick perked up a little. Again, I’m 34, married, boring, and the slammin little hottie 22 year old just texted me. Yeah I’m easy. I waited a few minutes before texting her back so as to not seem overly excited. I replied “Hi Marissa! How’s your day?” because I don’t fucking know how to talk to 22 year old girls and didn’t know what else to say. She replied “Busy? Smoke?” and without replaying the whole text convo I set up a time to go pick her up, blaze, and then go eat or grab a drink. I was in shock and ridiculously excited. But I calmed myself down again reminding myself this little stoner girl is probably out of weed and thinks she’s gonna get free weed just for being hot. I told myself I would smoke her out if that was the case but not give her any. I gotta have some dignity left while I’m drooling all over her.

I tell the wife I’m working late, easy sell and she doesn’t give a fuck what I do anyways, and I go pick up Marissa at 7PM at the leasing office of her apartment complex. It’s a decent place in a nice neighborhood. On the drive over I had already made my mind up about how I was going to handle everything. Sorry for the faint of heart that may not appreciate my tactics. So I get out of the car when I see her and walk over to her and we actually hug briefly and do the whole nice to see ya thing and then I open the door for her. She was wearing jeans again with a black top showing off her cleavage and she looked beyond smoking hot. I was determined to not blow my 1 in a million chance here but I knew my game plan was risky.

We get in and start driving and I ask her what she’s in the mood for regarding dinner and her reply was “I’m not really that hungry. Are you?” and I said no so she continued, “I know a great smoke spot with an amazing view not far from here. We could do Panda Express if you want after cause there’s one right by it.” I told her sure being very grateful that we weren’t going drinking or to a nicer restaurant cause I be broke yo. So she guides me to the smoke spot and we talk about music then arrive a few minutes later. No joke, great spot. Very secluded commercial area with no one around and an amazing view of Tijuana across the border. Then she drops the questions.

“So what do you do? Tell me about yourself.”

I didn’t hesistate.

“I’m married.”

“Okaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy. Wow. Didn’t see that comin. Where’s your ring?”

It was all a bit much to process because her response confirmed to me she was actually interested in me as more than a platonic friend which I wasn’t anywhere near 100% sure about.

“Please don’t judge me. I will give you the short and straight version of it and you decide what you wanna do. Anytime you’re uncomfortable or you wanna leave just tell me and I’ll drive you straight home.”

She looked at me and said “Sure I’ll listen” with a shitty look on her face. I gave her about a five minute run down of my life, who I am, how I met the wife, life before and after marriage, and other details I will not go into here. I basically justified from my point of view, why I felt no guilt about being with her, that I was not leaving the wife anytime soon, and then I wrapped it up with the following:

“I’m gonna be very direct with you. I want a little stoner fuck buddy who won’t get attached and who I won’t get attached to. More of a friend than anything else and we just happen to fuck. I’m sorry if that makes me a piece of shit. When you texted that was the vision I had of our friendship without knowing a thing about you.”

Now you guys can call bullshit but I said that pretty much verbatim. I figured I have nothing to lose and at my age I’m not spending money and time on a potential fuck buddy just to get friend zoned after my investment. No thanks!

Marissa’s eyes got huge and she did a dramatic rolling of her eyes before looking at me while saying “Okaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy are you always this blunt? Jesus.”

“Yes but not necessarily like this. I’ve never cheated before (white lie).”

“I don’t wanna hurt anybody.”

“You’re not. If anything it’ll put me in a better mood and might even help my marriage. She has basically given me a pass as long as I don’t rub it in her face. How many times can I tell her I will find it elsewhere?!”

“I can’t believe this is happening. I’m not just gonna fuck you” and then she let out a sigh before saying “Can we get out and go for a walk?”

“Sure.”

We got out and I walked around to the sidewalk and we started walking through this new empty commercial neighborhood simply making small talk for about fifteen minutes before stumbling on a park with a trail. The moon was bright enough that we took a chance and went down it a little. When we started on the trail I grabbed her hand to steady her and then I never let go. We were on the trail for about ten minutes round trip and then another ten minutes walking back to the car and I never let go of her hand.

When we go back to the car I decided to have a cigarette and btw in California smoking can definitely be an obstacle to getting pussy but I made the decision to be me and smoke. When I was done we were laughing and joking and she wasn’t getting in the car saying she was going to call an uber (100% a joke) and I put my hand on her lower back and guided her towards the door which I opened, she caught me looking at her ass and turned around quickly telling me to stop but then when she was getting in I said fuck it and smacked it quite hard. “OH!!” was what came out of her mouth and she got in and sat down and I closed the door in the middle of “ARE YOU…” and when I got around she continued, “ARE YOU ALWAYS THIS FORWARD?” she said loudly and clearly.

“No, not always. I don’t do this with just anyone. I know what I want. I want you. I’m not going to be your smoke buddy and get friend zoned. There’s an expiration on our relationship if it doesn’t go to the next level.”

“We just met! I’m not going to have sex with you tonight!”

“Honey… look at me.” I grabbed her chin and she looked right in my eyes. “I am not a dangerous guy. I will not make you do anything you don’t want to do. I wouldn’t have sex with you tonight if you wanted to. I didn’t make it this far in life without an STD by being stupid. Let’s just be friends and see what happens. I think you’re adorable and very hot. But I won’t let you being hot blind me into being a little bitch who gives you weed and gets nothing but your company in return.”

“FUUUUUCK!! Why don’t you really tell me what’s on your mind?! Really are you really like this all the time?”

“No. Only when I need to be. Pack another bowl.”

“Yes sir!” she said sarcastically.

Marissa packed another bowl and as soon as I took my last hit I started the car and we headed to my beach spot. I was loving this. It was a feeling I hadn’t had in a decade and I felt no remorse whatsoever. Halfway through the 20 minute ride I put my hand on her leg and the only time she offered resistance was when I got too high near her pussy and she would remove my hand and laugh saying “nope” which happened a couple times until she finally told me either stop or take my hand off her leg completely. So I stopped.

We got to the beach and it was perfect. It was cold, the moonlight was bright, the waves were crashing, and we safely navigated our way to a rock we could sit on and smoke. Again I held her hand the entire time. We settled into a spot on the rock sitting down, and smoked another bowl. When we were done I put my arm around her and held her with both arms. She was cold and I spooned her like this on the rock for a few minutes before I started kissing her neck a little. She physically resisted a little and I continued. Then she said “Stop, please” so I did and she stood up sighing loudly then saying “Okay! Car? I need to get home. It’s cold, too.”

Marissa and I got back to the car and before I opened the door I just pulled her towards me slowly turning her around so that I could hold her from behind pressing my semi hard cock right up against her butt, having my arms clasped around her nearly tone stomach underneath her heavy tits, and we looked out at the ocean together again. Cheesy, yeah. But I really really wanted to fuck this girl.

I started kissing on her neck and pulling her tighter towards me and I heard her moan. She pushed her ass back against my cock and it went from semi hard to hard as rock in no time. I turned her around and finally kissed her and she returned the kiss just as passionately. Oh did I mention she has a tongue ring? Yes another excellent sign. We made out for all the rich people in their homes to see, right by the car in front of the beach, albeit no one near us. Marissa very suddenly and violently stopped our session pushing me away saying “Okay take me home! Whew! Let’s go buddy!” and it was obvious she was turned on. I pulled her back towards me and held her head while rubbing her ears and had her look up at me.

“First I want to ask you a question. Yes or no okay? Then we’ll leave. Yes or now okay?”

Very quietly she whispered “Ok.”

I continued to look at her while rubbing her ears in a sensuous fashion then spoke.

“Is your pussy wet?”

Marissa didn’t hesistate but still whispered.

“Yes.”

“Good girl” I replied and with that kissed her one more time breaking away fast then opening the car door saying “Get your hot little ass in honey.”

She looked at me again with huge eyes and started to shake her head a little when I looked at her with a stern look and she stopped herself in mid shake, turned her head, and got in the car. This was going to be fun.

I got in and we started the drive back. I immediately went back to my hand on her leg but this time she took my hand and with both her hands started rubbing it. Marissa was giving me the most tender hand massage and then after a while she unbuttoned the arm/wrist portion of my long sleeve dress shirt and began to massage my arm moving all the way up to my shoulder. It was intoxicating and I had to remind myself to pay attention to the road. It was sheer bliss and for me to say so should tell you the state of my marriage. This hot young thing was showing me affection as if I were her boyfriend. Then she broke the silence as we got close to her place.

“You’re tense a lot aren’t you?”

“I guess so.”

“Does this help calm you down?”

“Yes. Very much so.”

“You’re really high strung aren’t you? What do you do to stay fit? Do you hike?”

We went back and forth on this topic for a minute or two and I basically told her I do nothing and that it’s a miracle I’m not 300 lbs.

“We should go on a hike sometime. You need to take better care of yourself. Would you consider yoga?”

This health oriented conversation continued for a bit and all the while she was massaging my right arm, behind my neck, and upper back while I drove.

“I don’t have any training but I could try to give you a massage sometime. Do you ever get them?”

I chuckled inside my head at this question and if you read my other submission you know why. I told her not too often cause I couldn’t afford it regularly. We didn’t talk about what had happened thus far tonight, about us kissing, or anything. It was as if we were friends just out and about. She did not stop touching me the entire way to her home.

I pulled up and parked in guest parking at her apartment complex. I put it in park and without hesistating I leaned over and we started making out again. We kissed passionately and she started squirming in her seat and I worked my hand to her very large for her frame breasts and massaged them gently while my right hand held her head. Then it took the turn I had been hoping for all along. I took my left hand and slowly started moving it up from her tits to her throat. I was kissing her lips, her neck, nibbling on her ear the entire time, and then I got my hand around her neck in a grip but not closing the grip.

I started to pulse my grip gently on her neck and then we looked at each other for a moment and she nodded her head up and down gently which I took as affirmative to go. I had never really done this before but we were caught up in the heat of the moment and it was clear she wanted it. I started to choke her gently then more firmly while kissing on her and she started moaning and then I felt her hand move down to her crotch. I decided to join her and pushed my hand down too and this led to failure.

“Okay! Stop stop stop stop. Okay. Back over there mister” she said ever so playfully pushing me back to my side of the car.

“Ok. No problem. I want to see you again.”

She just looked at me. Then her eyes looked me up and down and she bit her lower lip followed by licking her lips. It was one of the sexiest 2.5 seconds of my life. Then she spoke.

“You can jack off if you want.”

“Ha, ha, ummm…”

“Please. I want to see it. Which hand do you use?”

“My right. Oh fuck. I…”

She grabbed my right hand and guided it to my dick then released it and with her own hand and for the first time she grabbed my shaft through my pants going “See you can do it. Come on. Please. Don’t you jerk off? Want to put some porn on your phone?”

This girl just threw me a curve ball. I didn’t see this coming at all.

“No I don’t need porn.”

I was hesistant because one, my cock isn’t that impressive, two, I was sitting which means it’s not out as far it could be so it’s less impressive, and three, I was a little nervous to be honest and I was getting the feeling that this girl had turned the tables on me and thought she was going to control any relationship we might have.

“I’ll start for you. Come on” and suddenly Marissa just reached over and undid my belt and together we undid my pants and I just slid them down and sat my bare ass in my car. She grabbed my balls first and started kneading them.

“Oh wow you have nice balls. They’re big.”

I wasn’t expecting that! I know some females lie and quite frankly thanks ladies. I believe you and so do other guys. Then she went up and down my shaft one time before stopping at my head and using her thumb to spread around the precum. It felt amazing.

“You’ve got a nice dick. I’ve never seen a cut one.”

HUH? That’s exactly what I thought and then she kept stroking. I let it go at first.

“Circumcised? Yeah. That. I’ve never seen one circumcised.”

“How is that possible? How many guys have you been with?”

“Two. Well. Three.”

I didn’t ask and she didn’t continue. WTF? Two? Three? None circumcised? Huh? This is America, she’s not Jewish plus they get cut as teens right? Fuck if I know but anyways. She kept stroking me and changed the subject.

“Are you going to do it for me?”

I ignored her and she asked again so I answered. The entire time she was stroking me and I kissed her a few times.

“Yes.”

I started stroking my cock while she just sat there looking at me and at it. I did it slowly and then I grabbed one of her hands and put it on my balls and she obliged.

“You can do it too ya know.”

“If I had on a dress maybe but this is too difficult.”

I explained to her how it was not and she stood her ground and that argument ended fast.

“I can’t cum like this and I really need to cum.”

“Yes you can. Keep going.”

“Can you take over?”

“I want to watch you do it!”

“I promise we will again. I need to cum and this will take forever. Please.”

“Ughhhhh!” was her response and she replaced my hand with both of hers. Then she started spitting on her hands. Her technique was pretty fucking advanced for a girl who had only been with 2 or 3 guys. Then she spit right on the tip of my dick with her face only about 6 inches from my cock and I just about died.

“Marissa… please?”

She looked at me and knew exactly what I wanted. Very dramatically she inhaled then exhaled and just dropped her head right on my cock and started blowing me. I was in heaven. She stroked me, played with my balls, and this went on for a few minutes and then I could take no more.

“I’m gonna cum Marissa.”

She took her mouth off my cock long enough to say “So cum” and I wasn’t going to argue. She kept sucking and stroking and seconds later I let out a long grunt as I shot my enormous load right into her mouth. She never stopped sucking or stroking and then squeezed the last few drops out before sitting back up.

“Feel better?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

“Thank you honey.”

“You needed it.”

“I know.”

I pulled my pants back up and she went back to stroking my arm and massaging my hand. I sat there in bliss for a few moments.

“Let’s just take it a day at a time ok Kevin?”

“OK.”

“I want you inside me. Raw. I want you to cum in my pussy. I’m on the pill. I want your cum on my face. I love your cock. I also like you. But one day at a time ok?”

I was in heaven. Somehow I was managing to play it cool. I had finally found my stoner fuck buddy or so it seemed. I replied “OK.”

“Call me when you can or text me. I’m not gonna call you or text you ok? I don’t want trouble.”

I kissed her again and we said goodbye and she got out of the car and walked into her apartment complex. I know she’s unemployed but starting a new job close to me in days, and I know she is single but other than that I don’t even know her last name. As of me typing this we met over a week ago at the smoke shop, then two days later the meet up in this story and since dropping her off I have seen her everyday for 5 straight days and today is day 6 and I’m going to go see her in about 30 minutes. So much to fucking tell. Care to hear?

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