[F] First time cheating on my boyfriend abroad.

Background: I’m 28 now – was 26 in the story, I’m skinny/brunette fairly reserved and innocent &shy if you met me. I didn’t really explore sexually at all until I was about 23 when I moved to a city and started drinking, partying and meeting new guys. I had a couple ONS and one long term fwb before I met my current fiancé who is wonderful. He is perfect in almost every way except I think our libidos are very different. He’s fine with one day a week where there are times where I’m wanting it twice a day. After a couple years of this being sort of an issue he brought up sharing me as a solution. It shocked me at first and I never considered cheating and dismissed it almost entirely until a night on a work trip.

For my job, I used to travel all over the world before covid. Usually it would be 1 or 2 weeks abroad every month. During these times I be alone in a hotel room and eating alone every night and would get insanely lonely. The glamor of work travel is completely overstated. Usually it’s tons of flying and then sitting in meeting after meeting all day and then tons of flying back home – you don’t get to see much outside of a hotel room or a conference room.

One trip I have to do often is going to Nairobi for a project. This particular trip there was a very charismatic consultant who was also very attractive. Full disclosure I do have a thing for older men who can dominate a room and this guy certainly could. I was bored so while he would talk I would fantasize about him doing all sorts of things to me. He looked to be about 45 and he was married so of course I knew it was just in my imagination.

Later the entire team went out for dinner and we all enjoyed maybe a couple too many glasses of wine and I started feeling drunk. Towards the end of the night the man from before introduced himself as Charles and we sort of drunkly had a work conversation but I could tell it was sort of flirty which made me start getting horny. He said him and some of his friends were going to go to a local bar that had music and was wondering if I wanted to join.

At this point I honestly was naive and thought it would be completely friendly and since these work trips are so boring I wanted to see more of the city and what people did for fun. We went together in a taxi and met two of his friends at a dance club, he got me a drink and we started dancing. I remember it was hot and sweaty but I felt great and was finally able to let loose after a long day. Fairly quickly Charles started dancing closer to me and even though he wasn’t touching me yet I felt my heart racing. I wanted another drink and whispered into his ear we should go to the bar, as I did he leaned in and put his hand on my lower back. His touch felt absolutely electric – he grabbed my hand and lead me back to the bar. I remember as I stood at the bar he got more bold and confident which was so sexy and stood behind me and wrapped his arm around my body under my shirt and on my stomach as we waited for a drink.

At some point I turned around and he confidently put his had on my lower neck and leaned in and started making out with me right at the bar. Maybe it is how relationships go but my fiancé hadn’t kissed me so passionately and needy in forever. I loved how he explored my mouth was his tongue while his hand was in my hair. It was one of the moments where you don’t care who sees and lose track of time because we probably spent an hour dancing and making out and it felt like 5 minutes. I finally looked at my phone and realized it was past midnight and I needed to get up fairly early for a work meeting.

I told him I needed to go back to my hotel and he said he would make sure I got back safe and would bring me to my room. At this point I wasn’t as naive anymore but I still couldn’t believe this guy who was I fantasizing about hours early was probably going to fuck me. Not only fuck me but be the first guy to fuck me other than my fiancé for the past 3 years. In the taxi, I contemplating texting my fiancé to ask for permission for real but I admittedly made a mistake and didn’t want to ask Because I felt a bit ashamed about what I was doing.

When we got to my room I felt a bit guilty again about not discussing with my fiancé and sort of had a pitiful attempt at saying I was going to just go to sleep. Needless to say he was in my room within seconds undressing me. We didn’t even make it to the bed at first it was so ravenous and animalistic. I remember trying to get off his clothing but he wasn’t letting me, he basically ripped off all my clothing while holding me on the floor. Pulling off my jeans and thong and not even unhooking my bra but just ripping it over my head as he aggressively kissed my neck and moved down to my nipples. He had his hands all over my body focusing on grabbing my ass. I felt so weak and it was so hot to just let him have his way with me and explore my body. I also found it so sexy that I was completely naked and he was fully clothed.

I finally was able to unzip his pants and pull out his dick which I knew was big from feeling it pressing against me but wasn’t expecting it to be as big as it was. It was intimidating but also was for some reason so extremely hot to hold in my hand. It was thicker than my wrist and I could feel it pulsing – it felt so manly. I love my fiancé’s penis and it’s perfect for me but it’s on the modest side around I think 4 inches which 90% of the time is fine. Idk if it’s bad to say but sometimes I do crave something larger to stretch me out but I probably got a bit more than I bargained for with Charles. He must have been around 8 inches and twice as thick as I’m used to. It was terrifying yet so exciting to imagine him inside me.

He finally fully undressed and he had a really nice body being in his 40s and obviously worked out. I returned the favor and kissed him all over going lower and lower until I was teasing his cock with my tongue. Licking up and down and going lower to kiss his balls. He was rock hard and I slowly took his cock into my mouth. He maneuvered me so we did sort of a sideways 69 which I had never tried before.

I was definitely struggling with giving him head considering how big he was but I was trying my best. He kissed my thighs and teased around my pussy and commented how I was literally dripping wet. When his tongue finally hit my clit it felt electric, he was definitely talented and read my body language fast but I was having trouble actually orgasming because being drunk. I kept getting right to the brink and not getting over the hump which was super frustrating but also working me up a ton and making me not focus on sucking him.

He grabbed me and laid me on my back on the bed and put his arms under my legs and lifted them up near his shoulders and kissed my calfs as he stood on the edge of the bed . I could feel his large hard cock rubbing against the outside of my pussy. He was spending a lot of time kissing my legs and tried to scoot forward and sort of press him into me. I was so horny and was aching to feel him inside and said whispered “please”. He said what was that? And I repeated “please” louder. Please what? “Please fuck me”

He slowly pushed the head of his cock inside me as I moaned and grabbed the sheets. He held both of my thighs expertly so I was at the right angle. I felt embarrassed so I was turned to the side not looking at him. He said “I want you to look at me as you take it”. It was so hot forcing myself to make eye contact with him as I felt him stretching me out further than anyone else had every been.

He started picking up the rhythm and I couldn’t tell he wasn’t going to last very long which was kind of flattering. I moved my legs to wrap around him and pull him in and put my hands on my breasts. He asked where I wanted him to cum and in the moment I said cum inside of me. He went a little faster and immediately starting cumming and grunting and collapsed on top of me breathing hard. We stayed like that for awhile and I could feel his cock slipping out of me and cum leaking out as I held him. He started apologizing for being so quick and I said I took it as a compliment.

He quickly recovered and soon I was on all fours as he fucked me aggressively from behind. The feeling was almost too much to take and my legs felt weak and each thrust would take my breath away. He worked his hand under my stomach and down to my clit and played with me. All the build up and the feeling of him pounding me made me have one of the biggest orgasms of my life. I fell almost limp and my body felt hot and flushed. He let me lay on the bed and recover and then started fucking my brains out in every position he could think of. I liked how he just moved me where he wanted almost like a rag doll. I remember it felt like I could do was scream into a pillow and hold on to different things as he pounded me relentlessly. The second time around his stamina was insane. At one point he pulled me off the bed and opened up the curtains and pressed me against the window as he held my hips and fucked me. Another time he put me on the floor so I could see myself in the mirror being fucked. I liked how my pale white skin looked against his dark black body while looking in the mirror. Especially his big hands around my hips or roughly grabbing and spanking my ass until it was pink.

Idk how long this went on for but I remember he came inside me again in missionary with our sweaty bodies wrapped around each other. It was literally by far the best sex of my life and this guy was a complete stranger. I never felt so completely exhausted and fulfilled at the same time. I never had lost control and been completely at the whim of a man where he had complete control. It was intoxicating and intense. I honestly felt like my pussy was his to enjoy how he wanted and I would do almost anything to accommodate that. I felt like I had almost lost my virginity again since this was so different from the sex I have had.

We both fell asleep naked and awoke the next morning. My alarm went off way too early and he kept sleeping so I went to shower. He ended up sneaking into the shower with me and kissing and washing me. He turned me around and bent me over in the shower and he tried to fuck me again but I was way too sore. Consolidation was I got on my knees and sucked his dick until he came in my mouth. I made sure to swallow all of it.

I couldn’t concentrate on any of my meetings and all I could do was replay the events of the previous night. I couldn’t see him again because I flew out a day later but we have kept up on text over the past 2 years waiting for another opportunity. Unfortunately covid hasn’t helped that.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pb4ml4/f_first_time_cheating_on_my_boyfriend_abroad