My 18[F] First Time With a Married Man 32[M]

I have had a bit of an adventurous sex life even though I haven’t had as many partners as most people who consider themselves sluts. At the time of this story, I was still beginning my dive into the wonderful world of being a slut, and really learning what I did and didn’t like. I’m now 27, but these events happened when I was 18 in the summer after I graduated high school. Also, a fair warning, this is a very long story.

I had just moved to the town where I’d be attending college, and I was looking forward to living outside the watchful eye of my parents. I had moved into the dorm and met my new roommate (who became my best friend even to today) and was going through university orientation.

On the second to last day of orientation I decided to skip one of the optional events and go instead exploring alone around the edge of campus in an area known for good restaurants and bars. I eventually decided to sit down at a coffee place and get a drink. While I was enjoying the coffee and coffee shop vibes a guy sat down next to me. He was older than me by a bit but also kinda cute. I was still shy though so I didn’t say anything.

After a few minutes I realized he was talking to me, asking me if I was new in town. I told him I was a student at the college and I was starting school. A little weary of him, I also told him a few of my friends were coming to join me. He talked about his time at the college and I found out he had a lot of the professors I was scheduled to take. So we began a friendly conversation about professors, how they teach and grade, what to look out for, etc. I must’ve lost track of time talking because eventually he asked me if my friends were running late. I pretended to check my phone and I told him they were.

He told me that he wished he could stick around and talk but he had to go back to work. He left after telling me his name was Daniel. I was impressed by how effortlessly he was able to get me to open up, but I chalked it up to a meeting of a kind stranger.

The next day, a Saturday, I decided to go back to the coffee shop because, I swear, it was the best coffee I’d had. When I got there, he was there as well. I said hello and sat down. Sure enough he struck up another conversation with me. This time I was more open with him and we talked for easily two hours. The more we talked the more I realized how cute he was. I also realized that he had been very subtly probing about my relationship status and had been paying me subtle compliments. When it dawned on me that he was hitting on me, I definitely was turned on.

I began answering his probes more directly. I told him I was single and that there was nobody special. I flirted back when he flirted with me. I even went as far as to show him some pictures from my summer trip to Florida which included pics of me in my bikini. Everything came to a point when he asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. I agreed.

We walked meanderingly through the area near campus, flirting and talking. Eventually we ended up in front of a really nice historic home and he told me this was where he lived and asked if I wanted to come inside. In retrospect it was stupid for me to say yes, but nonetheless I agreed. I went into the house with him and it was gorgeously decorated. It was also clear this guy had some amount of money.

He showed me around, with the tour of the house ending at the bedroom. It was a little awkward at that moment because I hadn’t been super overt with him about my willingness to sleep with him, and I think he wasn’t 100% sure how to close the deal. I asked him if the bed was comfortable. He smiled and said yes, and that I was welcome to try it out. At that point I said fuck it, and I turned and kissed him.

Things escalated very quickly after that.

Daniel picked me up and carried me to the bed where he sat me down and began running his hands up and down my body. I was incredibly turned on, and I jumped when his hand slid between my legs and began rubbing my pussy over my clothes. I moaned and pushed back on his hand, and soon he was unbuttoning my pants and sliding them off. I sat up and undressed the rest of the way while he did the same, and soon I found myself naked in front of a man whose name I barely knew. I was unbelievably turned on.

He was very physically fit, though not jacked, and had an average sized but very thick cock. I happily took that cock in my mouth and began giving him a truly amateurish blowjob. I knew enough to keep my teeth off of him but I wasn’t an expert yet in giving head. After a bit he laid me down and spread my legs while lowering his head onto my wet pussy. When his tongue touched my clit I shivered and moaned loudly.

He began eating me out like an expert. To this day it’s the best head I’ve ever had from a guy. His tongue explored every inch of my pussy and with each movement of his tongue he had me making new noises I hadn’t made before. I squirmed under his touch, lost in bliss.

When he stopped, I was heartbroken. I was so close to cumming and his head game was truly incredible. But my disappointment was followed by excitement as I felt the tip of his cock poking at my entrance. He planted another kiss on my lips and pushed his cock into my pussy. I moaned as I felt him enter me, pulling him close onto my body. He began thrusting in and out of me, setting a steady pace and keeping my arms pinned down as he fucked me. In that moment I remember feeling like a slut even though he was being gentle and loving towards me. I remember feeling like I wanted this to happen all the time, and like none of my previous boyfriends had compared to the pleasure this man was making me feel. His movements were purposeful and experienced, and he seemed to know exactly when to be gentle with me and when to get a little more forceful.

I don’t know how long he fucked me missionary but I know that it wasn’t more than 10 minutes before he groaned in my ear that he was getting close to cumming. It didn’t register in my brain at that time and I just kept enjoying the feeling of this stranger fucking me. It hit home what was happening when he grunted and I could feel his cock twitch inside of me. It was too late though as I could feel him cum deep inside of my pussy and his weight bearing down on me as he stopped holding himself up. I was both panicked that he had cum inside me but also wildly turned on by it. When he pulled out of me and laid down breathing heavily, I took a deep breath and began collecting my thoughts.

As I was doing so he asked me if I was on birth control. I said no but I had pills I was planning on starting. I also told him that I hadn’t been expecting to have sex so soon. He told me he would buy plan B pills. Then he said something I totally wasn’t prepared for.

He said “We should probably go before my wife gets home from work.” In that moment I felt my whole world spin as I began realizing what had been in front of me this whole time. The two dressers, the pictures on shelves, the wedding ring on his finger, and all the things things that scream that he’s married. Despite the shock, I realized something else. I didn’t care. I loved what had just happened and I wanted more.

We got dressed and left together. He did buy me plan B, which I discovered makes me very sick. We also made plans to meet again in a few days between my classes while his wife would be gone.

Daniel was the fourth man I’d ever fucked. He was also the man that opened my eyes to tons of thing sexually. I learned from him that I’m a major sub, that anal can actually feel good, that you can enjoy both gentle and rough sex, and tons of other things. He taught me to give a good blowjob and encouraged my sexual exploits throughout college. Most importantly for me, I learned from him that the single biggest thing that turns me on about a person is when they’re married. Nothing turns me on faster than a ring on someone’s finger. Our meetings became so frequent he eventually got us a small place where we could meet regularly. Our adventures ended five years later when I graduated and moved away, but I’ll never forget him.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pl89vk/my_18f_first_time_with_a_married_man_32m